The atmosphere in the unknown tavern seemed very lively. Tianlai Novel.|2
A large group of dwarves with long beards and smelling of rust were holding glasses of cheap beer.
The dwarves have no money, and their assets are their own hammers and the various ores they dig.
For example, the wine everyone drinks is a fist-sized piece of iron ore, which is enough for three large glasses of low-quality ale, and tastes bitter in the mouth.
It is this kind of low-quality ale that can make a dwarf sit in the tavern for a day and enjoy himself.
There are no snacks to go with the wine, and the special barbecue provided by the tavern is too expensive, and few dwarves can spend it generously.
Occasionally, a few rich and willful people would come and order a plate of food similar to edamame that Wu Ming couldn't name and drink it with wine. Even this would make many dwarves envious. If they were familiar with it, they might even go there and take advantage of it.
Poverty with optimism and satisfaction with life, this is the impression the dwarf left on Wu Ming.
Compared to the splendid Asa Garden, the gods who were born to enjoy themselves, the difference between the kingdom of dwarves and the Asa protoss is just like backward Africa and advanced Europe.
Wu Ming glanced at Thor, who had lowered his body to avoid being hit on the head, and found that he was accustomed to this phenomenon and was obviously used to it.
"Boss, two glasses of golden rum, one grilled lamb chop, one honey-glazed steak, and a cold fruit cow platter." Thor's wealth shocked many cash-strapped dwarves and couldn't help but look back.
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Under the spotlight, Thor didn't feel anything was wrong.
There was envy in the eyes of the other dwarves, and the tall heights of Wu and Ming showed that they were rich men from outside, not poor people like them.
"The life of the dwarves is not easy!" Wu Ming sat in the hall with Thor with a bottle of golden rum.
Thor shook his head disapprovingly, lowered his voice and whispered: "You don't understand, this is their life, and others can't change it at all. My father once wanted to change all this, and gave cattle to the dwarves.
The seeds gave birth to sheep, chickens and ducks, and even the God of Harvest and Earth stayed in the dwarf kingdom to bless them, but do you know what happened next?"
Of course Wu Ming doesn't know what happened next.
But looking at the appearance of the dwarves, they don't look like they have entered a farming society, so I guess this thing probably didn't succeed.
"Later, the dwarves ate the cattle, turned the seeds into wine, made chicken soup from the old hens, and put the ducks into the oven. The God of Harvest and Earth stayed here for three months before returning to the divine realm.
I am so angry that my father never cares about them anymore." Thor said and then he also laughed, not sure if he was laughing at the ignorance of the dwarves.
With cattle and seeds, you can grow food without having to exchange weapons with other races.
There are babies of chickens, ducks, cows and sheep. When they grow up, they can breed more chickens, ducks, cows and sheep. This is an inexhaustible treasure trove.
It's a pity that the dwarves would rather kill chickens to obtain eggs than farm and herd sheep to live a life of ample food and clothing.
Poor people must be hateful, and Thor doesn't think these people are worthy of pity, because the dwarves chose their own paths.
"Without farming or animal husbandry, what do dwarves rely on for food and drink? Do they all rely on exchange?" Wu Ming took a sip of the golden rum and found that the wine was quite good.
Thor raised his glass, took a sip himself, and nodded: "It's just through exchange. Dwarves are born masters of forging. They are very knowledgeable about forging weapons and exploring mineral veins. They deeply love this industry. They will learn from the mountains."
Dig out the ores, build them into standard weapons, and hand them back to other races in exchange for food and daily necessities.
To be honest, the dwarves are very conservative, much more conservative than the gypsies on the earth. The gypsies on the earth used to be synonymous with astrologers, dancers, thieves, and prostitutes.
Luggage is floating around the world. Today, many Gypsies have lived in cities and changed their lives. But the dwarves cannot. They are more stubborn and conservative, thinking that this kind of life is what they need.
I don’t want to change anything.”
If you want to change, you must first have the idea of changing, and then you can really change.
The dwarves themselves don't want to change. They spend three days fishing and two days sifting. What can others say?
Does Odin lack wisdom? No, but he is still powerless.
This is the nature of a race. Unless the dwarves are oppressed to the point where they will perish if they don't change, they themselves will be too lazy to change.
After all, such days are very difficult in Wu Ming's eyes, but they are accustomed to it for dwarves, who think that they are not poor if they have beer.
You said you have no clothes to wear, haha, dwarves don't care about appearance, and dressing up in front of the fire is not what a blacksmith should look like.
Just look at the dwarves around you and you will know that they have dark teeth, smell of sulfur on their bodies, and have long braids on the back of their heads. They look very barbaric at first glance.
Moreover, long-term dealings with ores and furnaces have made these dwarves very muscular. They can put on heavy armor, pick up double-sided giant axes, and send them directly to the battlefield without any problem.
"What is this ice cold fruit? It tastes really good." The thumb-sized blue fruit is sour and sweet when eaten with cream, and there is a coolness in the taste buds. Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction and held it.
I ate a few more with my fork, and took a sip of golden rum from time to time, exclaiming that this was really good news for foodies.
Thor took the mutton chops and feasted on them. He couldn't tell the origin of this thing. He said vaguely: "This is a specialty of the elves. The dwarves specially exchanged it for slaughtering fat sheep. This plate of cold fruit can be exchanged for a
A good half-armor is much more expensive than a steak or something."
The half-body armor produced by the dwarves is a hot commodity no matter where it is placed in the nine major kingdoms of God's Domain.
Hearing that the price of this thing was so high, Wu Ming couldn't help but take a few more bites, and then asked: "Who is the forging master you brought me to, the leader of the dwarves?"
"No, the patriarch of the dwarf tribe is as busy as a bee all day long. Even the best forging skills are wasted. Only a fool thinks that the patriarch of the dwarf tribe will be the number one blacksmith of the dwarf tribe. Come here this time, I will take you
Find a real master, you know my Mjolnir, right? This hammer was made by this master and given magical power by my father." When Thor talked about Mjolnir, Wu Ming's eyes lit up.
A master who can create artifacts should have no problem creating a carrier for the Infinity Stones.
These dwarf masters master the forging craftsmanship passed down from ancient times by the dwarves, as well as the most advanced enchanting technology.
If these people can't do it, I'm afraid no one in the galaxy can do it. After all, forging and strength are not equated. The forging technology of the dwarves will be amazed by the gods.
"What is the name of this master? Do I need to prepare anything, such as remuneration, commission, etc.?" Wu Ming asked two questions in a row, not thinking that he could get something for nothing.
Many people think that if they take extremely rare and precious materials and ask a dwarf master to build something, they can do so at no cost.
This view is wrong. Dwarves long to build artifacts and gain honor.
However, the fee paid to the blacksmith is also part of the honor. As for seeing rare and precious materials, the two masters competing to make them without paying a penny will only appear in fairy tales.
"The master's name is Gunter. He is a true scholar. When he was young, he traveled all over the God's Domain. Even the Frost Giants regarded him as a guest. As for the remuneration, I can't tell you, because Master Gunter has
He has a habit of asking those who ask him to build weapons to agree to a condition." Thor's attitude became serious when he said this, and he whispered: "This master is very weird, you must be mentally prepared."
"Of course, if there is gain, there must be sacrifice!" Wu Ming nodded slightly.
"This is the first update today, and we will resume daily updates of 6,000 words from tomorrow, so touch the big one"