The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 167 The Grey Dwarf

"Really? That's great!!"

Allen was overjoyed. He never thought that he really came to the right place to meet Master Ferok today.

"Master, I don't know the price of these craftsmen, I will set it now."

Blacksmiths and craftsmen who can identify mineral veins are the favorites of the indigenous tribes in the wilderness. In the vast wilderness, there are many people like Allen who are passionate about the development of tribes rather than pursuing individual strength. It’s just that the green field where Allen lives The plains are too remote to understand these things. Later, under the guidance of people like Philip and Jack, Allen realized the value of these talents. When he came to Thornburg, the first thing he did was to inquire about blacksmiths and miners, and the feedback he received was all disappointing. Allen was a little discouraged.

Whenever talents such as blacksmiths and miners appear in cities like Castle of Thorns and Black Mountain City at the junction of the civilized world and the wilderness, there will always be countless leaders who want to redeem or hire them at a high price.

"Oh, is it so urgent? Stop thinking about it?"

Ferok looked up and looked into Allen's eyes and asked.

"You know, these craftsmen are very expensive, each one is worth at least a ruby!"

"...Don't think about it. Master, please tell me how much it will cost."

The embarrassment on Allen's face flashed away, but he soon recovered. Such a good thing could not really be what Master Philok said. It was just that he was lucky. Maybe the master really did it for the sake of being of the same race. My son has done me this big favor.

"Grandmaster……"

Human buddy Sam walked behind Master Ferok and was about to step forward to warn the two bodies, but Master Ferok stared back with a pair of stern eyes, unable to say anything he wanted to say.

"One gray dwarf and one ruby, but I can only sell you two, one male and one female, so that they can work with peace of mind. The rest of the gray dwarves have been reserved for others, and even I can't make the decision. Sold to you."

"But don't worry, the gray dwarves' blacksmithing skills and their ability to find ore are unparalleled in the world, and can only be matched by their brothers, the dwarves."

Although Ferok is the chief appraiser of the Slave Chamber of Commerce, he can only give Allen this help. Even if he can send more, he is worried that Allen will not have the strength to take over. It is not that more help is better, but that we should give the objects of help what they need most and what is most urgent according to their abilities.

"Okay, aren't they just two rubies? I'll hand them over to you now, but can you postpone the handover for a few days? We have only been in Thornburg for a day, and there are still many things that need to be purchased. I'm afraid that I will give them to you now. It will be difficult to take care of these two gray dwarves if they are taken away."

Allen gritted his teeth and took out two crystal rubies hidden in the lining of the leather armor on the spot, then handed them to Ferok with both hands, and the deal was concluded.

"Okay, it's just a matter of giving them a few more bites of food."

Ferok nodded to express his agreement, then turned around and lowered his head to give Sam two orders, so that he could hand over to Allen when the time came.

"Thank you master, thank you master."

Allen bowed repeatedly to express his sincere gratitude.

"If possible, please ask Mr. Sam to help me keep an eye on the goblin slaves in the Chamber of Commerce. If there are enough people to buy goblins in the past few days, just say that the goods have been reserved."

At the same time, Allen did not forget to say a polite word to Sam, the human friend, that he had completed a transaction with him and had already arrived at the Slave Chamber of Commerce. If he could buy a few goblins back, it would be enough to enrich the population of the tribe. As for the money spent, it is nothing compared to the tribe's strength growth. "okay!!"

Sam readily agreed. As a clerk, he would be rewarded for every transaction he made. Now that he had completed Allen's transaction, he would be rewarded with a gold coin.

Ferok saw that Allen did not approach him with the business of buying goblins. Instead of being angry, he was somewhat relieved. Such a smart and sociable bugbear leader is a qualified leader.

"Ah, by the way, Master, I have another good thing here. Please help me see what it is worth."

After Allen negotiated the deal with Sam, he suddenly seemed to remember something. From the bag he was carrying on his back, he gently took out two more glass bottles filled with red liquid and handed them to Ferok.

"This is?"

Master Ferok is worthy of being the chief appraiser of the Slave Chamber of Commerce. His eyesight is indeed amazing. He discovered the extraordinary nature of the liquid in this bottle without Allen's reminder, and began to observe it carefully with serious eyes.

"This is the dragon's blood we collected on the legendary battlefield at that time. I don't know if it is worth anything?"

Allen had some pride on his face. This was probably the only thing he could offer for Philok to identify.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are really wasting this!!!"

Ferok was heartbroken, scolded Allen, and then quickly ordered Sam: "Go, quickly go to the library to get two magic-sealing bottles."

"Oh, what a pity!!!"

Before the Sam people had gone far, Master Ferok began to express his regrets.

"The most valuable thing in this dragon's blood is the dragon's magic power it contains. Many potions need to be mixed with these dragon's magic powers before they can have various magical effects. If there are dragon vein warlocks with similar attributes who can obtain these dragons blood, in order to deepen the power of the dragon in their own blood, then they can break through the bottleneck and move to a higher level."

"It's a pity that you didn't store the dragon's blood properly. Almost half of the dragon's magic power has escaped into the air, reducing the value of these two bottles of blood by at least 1/3."

"Materials that contain magic like this need to be stored with professional items. For liquid and gaseous materials, there are magic sealing bottles, and for solid materials, magic sealing boxes are often used. This can seal the magic power in the material to the maximum extent, allowing it to be preserved longer. Long……"

When it comes to his professional part, Philok is like a voluble talker, while Allen is a quiet listener, trying to memorize all the knowledge that Philok said. Can be used.

Sam came back soon, and Master Ferok carefully poured the dragon's blood into the demon-sealing bottle. When he raised his head again, his expression when facing Allen already had the air of a merchant.

"Boy, just sell these two bottles of dragon's blood to our Chamber of Commerce. You don't need to find other buyers. I won't deceive you about its value. If it is well-preserved dragon's blood, a bottle of dragon's blood will be worth as much as It’s about 800 gold coins. Now that nearly half of the magic power of the dragon’s blood has escaped, I’ll buy it for 500 gold coins per bottle. What do you think?”

"what?"

Allen's mind hadn't turned around yet, and he looked at Master Ferok with a dazed look in his eyes. It wasn't until he took several breaths that he responded: "Oh, sure."

(End of this chapter)