readx;

However, as an old devil who has lived for hundreds of years, the old evil is naturally familiar with these things. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info as soon as he saw the confident appearance of the boulder, he almost knew it in his heart. So, in order to maintain the initiative, he went straight to the point and said: "Your Excellency Jushi, I hope you can understand one thing!"

Boulder was immediately stunned, he had never seen such an opening statement of negotiation in his life, so he said strangely, "What's the matter?"

"This time, I'm not negotiating with you!" The old evil said in an unusually arrogant tone, very directly: "Because I only put forward conditions, there will be no concessions, you promise us to make a deal like this, if you don't agree, then forget it!"

"What?" When the boulder heard this, he immediately stood up and said angrily: "Your Excellency, you are so tough, don't you look like you are doing business?"

"I'm not a businessman, so of course I'm not a businessman!" said the old evil arrogantly.

"But in that case, I can only regret to tell you that the dwarves cannot accept this unreasonable request of yours!" said Boulder in a tough stance.

"Then since that's the case, there's nothing to say!" the old evil got up directly and said, "Send off!"

When the boulder heard this, he was immediately stupid, he didn't expect the old evil to be so unsophisticated, and he wanted to drive people away. It made him extremely embarrassed at the time, if he didn't leave, he really couldn't get off the stage. But if you go directly, you won't be able to deal with Pyritz when you go back like this, do you tell him that you have been driven back directly?

Just when the boulder was in a dilemma, Lan Fake saw that it was not a problem, and hurriedly interjected: "Everyone dissipate your anger first, don't make a fuss so easily!" As he spoke, he forcibly pressed the old evil back into the chair, and then persuaded the boulder to sit back.

After the boulder sat back, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and immediately put on a killer move, and sneered at the old evil: "Your Excellency, please don't forget, the sour water thing, but only our dwarf family produces it, if we don't supply the goods, hehe!"

"Hmph!" the old evil sneered, and then said indifferently: "You made two mistakes when you came up. First, I can also get the sour water through other channels, but it's just a little troublesome, after all, you have provided the entire continent with goods for hundreds of years, which is enough for me to use for a while. Second, how do you know that I have to use sour water? Hmph, let me tell you, there are many alternatives to sour water, and I'm just too lazy to bother!"

"This!" As soon as the boulder heard the old evil's words, he suddenly became three knots shorter, and then he remembered, as if he really didn't know if sour water was the only thing he needed, and the dwarves had shipped too much in the past, even if they were out of stock, it was really not very difficult for people to get it in the short term.

The boulder who was hit by the soft underbelly was stunned for a moment, and after some thought, he had to say to the soft old evil in a depressed manner: "Then, according to your meaning, how should we trade!"

"What do I mean?" the old evil saw that the boulder was convinced, so he sneered and asked, "You answer me first, you dwarf clan, how much sour water production does a year?"

"Oh, maybe a thousand pounds or two!" thought to himself.

"Too little, what if we produce it at full strength?" the old evil continued.

"One or twenty thousand catties a year should be there!" replied the boulder.

"That's good!" said the old evil: "My first condition is 10,000 catties of sour water in exchange for 100 goblin mines!"

In fact, 10,000 catties of sour water can almost produce about 1,000 goblin mines, and it takes up one-third of the material, so if you calculate it, give 100 mines to the dwarf, the old evil is very profitable, even if you give 200, you won't lose.

However, because the boulder didn't know the details, he didn't know whether the number was more or less, but subconsciously, he had already guessed that the old evil must have slaughtered them, so he tentatively said: "Is this number a little less, you see, can it~"

The boulder wanted to ask for more, but unexpectedly, the old evil directly waved his hand and interrupted him: "I have just said, I am not a businessman, and I will not bargain with you, either I will agree to my conditions, or we will break up!"

"This~" Boulder was naturally very annoyed after hearing this, but fortunately, he was a very tolerant person, forcibly suppressed his anger, and said to the old evil: "I have written down your words, but I can't make the decision on this matter, so please wait for me to go back and ask for instructions, and then give you an answer!"

"Yes!" The old evil didn't expect him to be able to make a decision with a deputy, so he generously agreed.

"So, about the collaboration of the Spirit Craftsmen?" Boulder then asked hurriedly.

"It's also simple!" "This is also simple!" said the old evil lightly: "You produce high-quality combat equipment, whether it is weapons or armor, we are responsible for carving the magic array on it and enchanting it." The finished product, half of everyone!"

"How can this be done?" the boulder became anxious when he heard this, and immediately protested: "It will take at least three years for our master to build a thing, but you can complete the enchantment in only a few months, obviously we have paid a lot of labor, why should we share it equally with you?"

"There are thousands of your masters, but there are only a few dozen of the spirit craftsmen we can enchant, obviously, we are the ones who monopolize the market!" The old evil sneered: "If you don't cooperate with us, I can directly buy their works from the masters privately, and then enchant them! I believe that if they know that their works will have the opportunity to be endowed with strong skills, I am afraid that they may give me things for nothing, do you believe it or not?"

"This!" the boulder was speechless again this time. Because he knows too well the temper of those dwarven masters, if humans buy their works with money, they will definitely beat them out, but if they buy them in the name of enchantment, they will definitely rush to give away their proud works.

The reason is simple, the enchantment technology of the dwarves is 0, and they can only give their works to the elves for enchantment. However, the elves are unusually lazy, and they would rather spend time on dressing up than enchanting the dwarves' weapons, so the dwarves can only have a pitiful dozen things every year that are enchanted by boring elven mages.

But there are thousands of dwarven masters? Every year, hundreds of good things are created, and if these things cannot be endowed with magic, then they can only be ordinary things, as long as they are enchanted, they can become all kinds of magical items that will last for centuries. And what dwarven master doesn't want his work to be remembered for a long time?

So in this case, the dwarven masters are crazy when they want to enchant, and almost every year they fight for the heads of those few poor enchantment places. Now that there is such a good opportunity for enchantment as the old evil, after those masters know about it, aren't they going crazy directly?

The old evil grasped the psychology of the dwarf master, so he was so unkind to the boulder. Seeing that the boulder was once again speechless by himself, he couldn't help but sneer, and then said: "In addition, I also want to tell you, don't just look at the time we work, you have to at least consider the cost, right?

"This~" When the boulder heard the old evil say this, he felt that it seemed to make some sense, so he asked, "What if we provide the Mithril and magic stones we need?"

"Then we'll take thirty percent!" the old evil said directly. In fact, he wanted to ask the dwarves to provide Mithril and magic stones, because although he also had some of these things in his hands, it was okay to deal with dozens of things, but it was absolutely impossible to cope with large-scale production. At that time, we will definitely need to get it again, but in fact, there is only one supplier that can meet such needs. Rather than begging them later, it is better to throw the trouble at them now.

"Sancheng? You have to take Sancheng just by hand? This, this is too ruthless, right?" The boulder was almost stunned by the old evil lion's wide mouth. Even Lan Fake, who was on the side, couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said in his heart, this kid is inevitably too dark, right? If this is a deal, wouldn't the few spirits he trained be able to exchange for a mountain of gold?

The old evil didn't have any indignation at the boulder, and sneered directly: "I just said, don't make a price, if you don't agree, then I'll give out the enchantment materials, and then we'll divide it equally!"

"This!" the boulder froze again. He knew that he had been caught by the old evil again, and that was how much the dwarven master cherished his work. For those dwarven masters, they definitely don't lack Mithril and magic stones, but lack people who can enchant them! If they can exchange the Mithril and magic stones in their hands for an enchanted item that they have worked hard to build for several years, they will definitely agree to it no matter how much they suffer.

After thinking about this, Jushi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Your Excellency the City Lord, you are really discerning! You have grasped all our weaknesses at once, so that we have no ability to resist at all, I really admire, admire!"

(To be continued)