Master of all beasts

Chapter 143

The dwarf tribe is different from other races on the mainland. Although they have a tribe leader and great power, at the same time, the real decision-making of the tribe must be approved by the tribe elders, and the tribe leader is also the elder of the tribe elders. .

The next day, after Matt and Blue Dragon explained, he did not take Blue Dragon with him, and went to the dwarf tribe alone. Shirley was almost sent away by Matt. This was Shirley's request, and she also wanted to Learning cost things, avenging his parents.

Matt hurried to Carlo's weapon shop, at this time Carlo had already closed the door, waiting for Matt.

"Hey, Matt, where's Shirley?" Carlo looked around with a strange expression.

"Oh, she won't be going today, let's go," Matt said without much explanation.

Carlo didn't really care about Shirley going or not, all he cared about was whether Matt had the good wine to convince his father and those elders, "Matt, did you bring your wine?"

"Hehe, don't worry, I still have more," Matt said with a smile.

"Well, that's good, then let's go." Carlo nodded. In fact, Carlo also hoped that Matt could succeed this time. After all, in this way, he could often drink the wine brewed by Matt. The dwarves are generous with this kind of fine wine, and spirits like Matt that have been distilled many times are the most suitable for them. After drinking it once, Carlo doesn't want to forget it.

The dwarf tribe is still some distance away from here. The two hired a carriage and started on the road. Originally, Matt planned to let the two of them ride Nobita and Xiaohuo, but Carlo had already made an agreement in advance, and Matt didn't. What to say.

Matt and Carlo, apart from the back of the city, walked towards the valley to the east. The dwarves naturally needed a lot of ore veins for forging, so they all gathered in the valley. There were plenty of ore veins there, and it was very quiet at the same time. People went back and disturbed them to forge weapons.

At this time, it is the time when the flowers bloom in the warmth of spring. Along the way, colorful flowers are blooming, and the emerald green leaves have also sprouted. That lush feeling.

Looking at the scenery along the way, Matt was a little dizzy.The driver who drove the car had obviously been to this dwarf tribe not once or twice, and he was familiar with the road and soon entered the territory of the dwarf tribe. After entering the tribe, what Matt saw was another scene. The dwarves were busy, Constantly waving the casting hammers in their hands, some young dwarves, following their father, were learning while fighting.

"How is it, our dwarf tribe is not bad?" Carlo looked at Matt and said with a smile.

"Well, it's good, it's fun, everyone is very happy," Matt said sincerely, without any concealment.

"Haha" Carlo laughed heartily, and then said, "We dwarves are not as complicated as your humans, we only need casting and fine wine"

After listening to Carlo's words, Matt nodded secretly in his heart. Indeed, as Carlo said, the dwarf tribe has always lived like this. They never participated in battles in the outside world and just lived the life they liked. This feeling , is very similar to the elves who have nothing to do with the world, but it is different, because the elves almost cut off contact with outsiders, while the dwarves do business with outside humans from time to time.

Carlo stopped in front of a house with Matt.

"Matt, wait here. This is the meeting hall of our dwarves, so non-clan members or invited people are not allowed to enter," Carlo said apologetically.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, you go," Matt said with a smile.

"Well, okay, you wait, I'll go and inform my father right now," Carlo said with a smile, and then walked into the meeting hall.

Bored, Matt found a stone in front of the chamber and sat down. At the same time, he took out a jug of wine and drank it by himself, unaware that many dwarves were approaching here.

"Wow, what did he drink? It smells so good?" A dwarf boy asked, tugging at his father's legs.

"Well, it should be a kind of bar," the father said uncertainly.

"But is there such a fragrant wine?" The boy continued to ask.

"I don't know either," the father said, swallowing.

"I want to drink too," the boy murmured, but at this moment his father couldn't care less, and just stared at Matt.

Matt had been waiting for Carlo's news, and he was surprised at the sudden appearance of so many dwarves surrounding him, but he understood after thinking about it. In the distance, the boy with a slanderous face, Matt waved to the boy and said, "Come on, come here, do you want a drink?"

Hearing Matt's words, the boy looked at his father and asked shyly, "Can I?"

"Of course," Matt said with a smile.

The boy came up quickly, took the jug from Matt's hand, and drank it with a gurgle, whimpering while drinking, "Well, it's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious."

Although the dwarf boy drank alcohol since he was a child, he was still a child after all, and he could still drink a lot of ordinary wine, but he couldn't bear the spirits brewed by Matt.

Soon, the dwarf boy's red face showed that he was drunk, and Matt couldn't help laughing at his crooked appearance.

At this time, Carlo had already walked out of the conference hall, and happened to see Matt surrounded by Matt, and after a smile, he quickly pulled Matt over. He knew the damage that Matt's fine wine would do to dwarves I'm really afraid that something will happen to Matt. Of course, this accident is nothing but being snatched up by the dwarves. The dwarves have almost no resistance to the temptation of wine, especially good wine.

"Hey, Carlo, you're here." Matt looked at Carlo and said with a smile.

"Let's go" Carlo said as he pulled him over.

Squeezing a path, Matt and Carlo quickly left the chamber and came to Carlo's own residence.

"Carol, what's going on?" Matt asked anxiously.

"Matt, it's a coincidence that we came here. My father and the others have gone to the elves with a few elders," Carlo said truthfully, "so the deal with you can't be settled for a while, why don't you stay here?" wait"

Although the elves have rarely interacted with humans, they have deep friendship with dwarves, half-orcs and other minority races, and even dragons. Therefore, it is very common for the patriarch of the dwarves to lead the clan to the elf forest.

"Oh, what a coincidence," Matt sighed too.

Carlo went on to say, "I think they will come back soon. They have been away for several days. The last few times I went to the elves, they came back in less than ten days. It must be the same this time, so you only need to wait for three days." Just two days"

For the development of Bali Puling, Matt decided to wait here. After all, the transaction with the dwarves is very important to Bali Puling.

Matt stayed in the dwarf tribe for a few days. In the past few days, he visited almost every house in the dwarf tribe. For nothing else, he just sent some wine, and the few elders who stayed behind specially gave some more. This is what Carlo helped him think about. Once these dwarves fell in love with Matt's wine, then his father would probably agree to trade with Matt.

For a while, Matt became the most popular person in the entire dwarf tribe. Almost all the dwarves knew about Matt and his wine, as well as the purpose of Matt's visit this time.

Finally, on the fourth day, Carlo's father, the patriarch of the dwarves, came back with other elders. He was also accompanied by several elders of the elves, saying that they had come to communicate.

After the patriarch of the dwarves came back, Carlo notified Matt immediately, but the patriarch did not summon Matt right away. Instead, he conducted an investigation in the whole clan to learn about Matt's behavior in the past few days and the clan's attitude towards Ma. Here's a look at some of the great wines left by Matt, and a taste of some of Matt's spirits himself.

On this day, Carlo happily informed Matt that his father and several elders asked him to go to the meeting hall.

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"Patriarch, several elders, hello, my humble Matt." Matt saluted the elders as a junior.

"Hehe" the patriarch Kabut looked at Matt and smiled, and said, "Lord Matt, please take a seat."

"Thank you" Matt took a seat under the patriarch.

"Matt, I heard that you want to trade with our dwarves to buy our dwarves' weapons, and the trade item is this kind of wine." Capbut took a sip of the wine glass in front of him and said with aftertaste.

"Yes, Patriarch," Matt replied truthfully.

"However, Lord Matt, why haven't I seen you Balip put this wine on the market, and we don't know its price, how to trade it?" Kabut expressed his doubts.

"Oh, this matter." Matt suddenly realized that his purpose seemed hopeful, and Matt continued, "Mr. Patriarch, in fact, this wine was brewed by myself and drunk by myself. I didn't plan to trade it to the mainland." In fact, the production process of this kind of wine is quite complicated. If you really want to trade it, it will require a lot of manpower and material resources. Our Bali Puling has only just been established, and there is no way to start."

"Oh, so Lord Matt, if our dwarves agree to trade, how do you plan to trade with us? You know, our dwarves' weapons are all high-quality goods from the mainland," the patriarch asked with a smile.

"I really haven't thought about it, but I don't know how the patriarch thinks we should trade?" Matt asked with a smile.

Caput thought for a while, then discussed with several elders next to him and said, "Lord Matt, through discussion, how about we decide to exchange a weapon for a five-jin can of fine wine?"

"Well, this?" Matt pondered, and then said, "Mr. Patriarch, you have to know that this kind of wine is not easy to brew. His craft is quite complicated and the cost is also very high. One weapon is exchanged for one can Wine, this, we are really at a loss, you know, our wine is not much better than the wine of the elves."

"So how much do you think it will cost in exchange for a can of fine wine?" Capbute asked.

"Master patriarch, originally I planned to exchange two weapons for a can of fine wine, but since I am friends with the young patriarch, I can exchange two cans of wine for three weapons. I don't know what the patriarch thinks."

Matt naturally understands the so-called sitting on the ground to pay back the money, but it can't be too much.

Obviously, Matt's words brought a good image to the dwarves, and Kabute smiled and said, "Okay, no problem, the transaction is made, but I don't know when Lord Matt will be able to trade?"

"Well, this, Mr. Patriarch, I still have something to do. I can't brew a lot for a while, but I have brewed a lot before, but I can give it to you for free. After I go back, I will organize people to start brewing." , I don’t know what the patriarch thinks,” Matt asked.

"Well, this" Kabute pondered, and finally looked at the elders present, seeing no objection, nodded and said "OK"

"Thank you then," Matt said quickly, getting up.

Matt then asked, "Patriarch, did someone from the elves come to the dwarf tribe?"

"Well, yes, but why are you asking this?" the dwarf patriarch asked curiously.

"Oh, I would like to ask the patriarch to make an announcement on his behalf, that is, Lord Balip, Matt was entrusted to see the Elf Queen," Matt said, thinking of the entrustment of the fire dragon Sziak.

"Well, this, Lord Matt, you also know that the elves don't want to see humans, you are like this... I can't guarantee it"

"Oh, of course, as long as the patriarch brings the word to him, and at the same time say the fire dragon Sziak, I think they will know." Matt said with a smile, because he believed that it was impossible for the elves to have nothing to do with Sziak. Yake's story.

"Okay, I will definitely bring it"

"Thanks then," Matt said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)