"What?! How dare you ask me for money! Do you know who is standing outside? He is the Holy King of our dwarves! What, you don't even know our dwarfs! Damn, you are too special.
Come on! What?! Don’t let me in without giving you money?! I’m sorry, you bastard, you say it again! Okay, you have the guts! What, you want to hit me! Ah! Holy King, he won’t let me eat.
Hit me!"
Yi Ling: "Me!@#￥%..."
Yu Xiong, the leader of the dwarf clan who seemed to be extremely honest, actually swore at him over a meal. Yi Ling was speechless. He reluctantly walked into the Diao Zha Li Restaurant, talked to the boss inside, and then showed off his words.
As the city lord, the boss finally allowed Yu Xiong and the others to come in for dinner.
Yi Ling will never forget until his death, when the waiter at Diao Fried Lick Restaurant brought the cheapest and cheapest flatbread to the table, and the natural aroma of dough spread out, the shocked expressions on the faces of dozens of dwarves around him.
When the pie appeared in front of them, the scene suddenly became quiet. Every dwarf focused their eyes on the pie, unwilling to look away for a moment.
Living in that sealed land, no matter what kind of supplies it is, it can be described as scarce. The food that can be eaten is getting less and less day by day. The dwarves are also humans. Although they are much shorter than ordinary humans,
But the body's strength is to a certain extent higher than that of ordinary people, and they will never be as skinny as they are now. In those years in the Sealed Land, from the beginning
At first, they could fill their stomachs by growing vegetables and the like, and their self-sufficient lives were peaceful and satisfying. Later, the land became increasingly barren, and what they could eat turned into grass on the ground.
, grass roots, even branches, bark and leaves! If this continues, Yi Ling has no reason not to believe that the dwarves will try to eat the stones of the sealed land because of food and clothing problems...
Countless dwarves starve to death every year.
Each of the dwarves had burning eyes in their eyes, looking at the stacks of pancakes, drool dripping from the corners of their mouths, and they couldn't help but suck it back.
"Is this... could it be..." Looking at the big cake, Yu Xiong made intermittent sounds in his mouth. He was so incoherent that he didn't say a complete sentence for a long time. His eyes were filled with tears, and his whole body was thin.
The body also seems to be surrounded by the aroma of the flatbread, rising up.
Then, there was an out-of-control roar that almost frightened Yi Ling to the point of scolding him: "Fuck! Brothers, this is such a big cake! Today the Holy King is treating us to a treat and we can eat whatever we want!"
As soon as Yu Xiong finished saying these words, his thin body immediately stood up on his seat, jumped forward with all his strength, and directly grabbed the plate in the waiter's hand, and kept muttering in his mouth: "What?"
...It’s really a big cake, it’s really a big cake!!!”
Flatbread, as the lowest food on the Chinese continent, only sells for 2 silver coins per serving. Perhaps in the early days, these 2 silver coins were still a relatively large number for players, but at this stage, 2 silver coins were exploded by monsters.
Come out, players
Whether they pick it up or not depends on their mood. This big cake is thick and hard. Although it exudes a tangy fragrance, it tastes boring. Naturally, Yi Ling is not in the mood to eat such a thing. But these 40
The dwarves who can't reach... have eaten up enough Yi Ling's worth
Pie for 0 gold coins!
100 silver coins are equal to 1 gold coin, which means that 1 gold coin is equal to 50 pancakes. That 0 gold coins is 1,000 pancakes! 40 dwarves, 1,000 pancakes... Is this really the amount of food a dwarf should have?
?!
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After the dwarves had had enough wine and food, Yi Ling looked at them as if they were looking at monsters. Their bodies were not big, and after eating so many big cakes, their bellies showed no signs of bulging...
Is their belly an infinite storage space?
Seeing the satisfied expressions of the dwarves, Yi Ling took out the map of Winged Wolf City that he had just acquired, looked at the layout on it, and then said: "This will be the territory of your dwarves from now on.
But you must remember: Although this city belongs to me, you cannot let other players discover your traces, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous. The space there is large enough to accommodate more than 10,000 dwarves, even if you
It’s no problem if you want to move the Dwarf Museum here.”
The place Yi Ling selected was originally intended to be a competition ground, but after thinking about it, building a competition ground would not only have no practical use, but also make no money. And if the site where the competition ground was originally built was given to the dwarves, then
There, Yi Ling will become another super bug that makes money! Yi Ling will not do this kind of business without losing money, unless he is a fool!
If other players discover the traces of dwarves, it will cause an uproar! First of all, the dwarves are short in stature and are easily noticed by players. If some players are too lazy to laugh at these dwarves and make the dwarves anxious, take out
If the God-Destroying Stone destroys the player, the consequences will be even more disastrous.
The words Yi Ling just said made Yu Xiong remain silent. After a long time, he finally said: "We, the dwarves, now have less than 500 people left..."
The long-term harsh environment and the lack of the most important high-level forging materials in their lives caused many dwarves to starve to death, and even a bunch of dwarves died of depression because their ambitions were unfulfilled.
"If you bring them all here, the venue will definitely be big enough. And, I guarantee that I will provide you with 5,000 buns every day! If you perform well enough, I might give you an additional 1,000 buns every day."
After swearing these words, Yi Ling had already made up his mind. From the way Yu Xiong and the others released the enthusiasm in their eyes when they saw the big cake, he already knew what he had just done.
500
0 portions of pie are only 1,000 gold coins. The market price of steamed buns is 5 silver coins each, and 1,000 steamed buns are only 500 gold coins. With a daily expenditure of 1,500 gold coins, Yi Ling can hardly imagine the economic benefits that can be obtained.
Sure enough, Yi Ling's words made Yu Xiong, who had just been depressed, rekindle the enthusiasm he had when he saw the big cake in his eyes. He said tremblingly: "Holy King... the buns you mentioned, are they the white ones?"
Buns that are soft and have fillings inside!?"
"Um."
Hearing Yi Ling's answer, the enthusiasm in Yu Xiong's eyes sublimated again, and he was about to burn Yi Ling to death. Amidst the shocked and even crazy looks of all the dwarves, Yi Ling heard these words of Yu Xiong:
"Oh my god! Why don't you thank the Holy King quickly? We must serve the Holy King well in the future. As long as we perform well enough, the Holy King will give us the legendary dish - steamed buns!"
