The nigger narrowed his eyes with dissatisfaction. He didn't expect Lin Huanran to actually propose such a condition to him, but the more tough he was, the more he became afraid, "Okay, how about a hundred jars a month?"
Lin Huanran shook his head lightly, stretched out three fingers, "Thirty altars."
"What did you say?" No matter how fearful he was, the nigger was angry, "You sold a hundred jars yesterday, why did it become thirty jars when I got it?"
"You also know that was yesterday, and if I want to stay well in Black Ghost City, I naturally have to work hard. And if I am the master now, I don't have to worry about the problem of Black Ghost Crystal, so the amount will naturally be reduced. Lord of Black Ghost City,
So you don’t understand the principle of rare things being valuable?” Lin Huanran said lightly.
He seemed to feel that what Lin Huanran said was true. He walked back and forth and finally said, "Fifty altars a month can't be less."
"Thirty-five Altar, if the Black Ghost City Lord is dissatisfied, I, Lin Huanran, will turn around and leave. Do you believe that I can leave well?" Lin Huanran asked with a smile. The Black Ghost's face changed slightly. It has been a long time since there was anyone.
Dare to challenge his authority, but apart from being afraid, he is reluctant to do so.
Having tasted such a fine wine yesterday, how could he endure the loss of this taste in the future? Therefore, he would never kill someone unless he had to. Lin Huanran also recognized this and tried his best to gain benefits for himself.
"Okay, thirty-five altars, thirty-five altars." The nigger gritted his teeth and decided.
After the thirty-five altars are divided among the seven of them, the rest can be used as a reward for Black Ghost City to make the warriors of Black Ghost City work harder, which can also slightly improve the lifeless status quo of Black Ghost City.
"It's a deal." Lin Huanran showed a smile.
"Lin Huanran, from now on you are the eighth master. I will announce it to the whole city today, and you can also choose your residence anywhere in Black Ghost City." After saying that, he took out a map.
, at a glance it was a simplified map of Black Ghost City, Lin Huanran waved his hand, "Just give me the store I'm renting now, I don't need any shelter."
"But?" The nigger was a little worried.
"Don't worry, I won't continue to sell alcohol." Lin Huanran saw the nigger's worries and said.
Hearing this sentence, the nigger was completely relieved, "Okay, I will send the nigger army to guard and protect you. You will not be disturbed in any way."
Lin Huanran nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "What authority do I have as a master? Can I make several warriors my subordinates at will without paying the black ghost crystal?"
"This is natural, but there is a limit on the number of people. You also know that the number of warriors in the black ghost world is not large." The black ghost said, and he also understood the reason why Lin Huanran raised this question.
"That's fine. I don't need many people. As for this month's amount, I will give it to you in a few days." Lin Huanran said.
The nigger nodded, "Then I will let you meet the other masters in a few days. Although you are not subject to any restrictions in the black ghost city, you also know that it is best not to provoke the other masters. I hope you can
clear."
Lin Huanran smiled and said, "I won't offend anyone unless they offend me." Although he didn't say it explicitly, Niggi could hear Lin Huanran's underlying meaning, "I would like to ask the Niggi City Master, how long have you been here?"
"It's only more than three hundred years." The black ghost's faint words frightened Lin Huanran. The lifespan of a magical warrior is indeed very long, but more than three hundred years is no joke. "Is there really no exit here?" Lin Huanran said.
Huan Ran asked unwillingly.
The nigger smiled. He had answered this question many times, "Indeed not. If you become a holy warrior, you may have the opportunity to tear apart the void and leave, but now we are still too far away."
Lin Huanran was speechless. It was just a joke to want to become a holy fantasy warrior in a place like this where there were no training materials. Maybe he didn't break through to the holy fantasy when he died.
After clasping his fists, Lin Huanran left the hall. The black ghost looked at Lin Huanran's back thoughtfully. Along the way, the black ghost army looked at Lin Huanran with a sense of awe.
Although he didn't know what happened, he was able to walk out unharmed when the main hall was in such a state. It was obvious that another strong man was about to appear in Black Ghost City.
Not long after Lin Huanran left, two figures flew into the hall. One of them had very long hair, almost dragging it to the ground. The other had a cold face, as if the whole world owed him millions of Heavenly Heart Crystals.
"It's you." The nigger said calmly, obviously he was not surprised.
"What's going on here? Who started the fight with you?" The person who spoke was Qian Lan. He was the strongest warrior besides black ghosts. His strength was three-star magic.
The cold-faced man behind him is named Hao She. He is a magical star. It can be said that their three magical-level existences are the real masters. "Winemaker, your strength is extraordinary." The nigger said.
"I see, it seems that this winemaker is not as simple as an alchemist." Qian Lan said.
"He'll be the eighth," said the nigger.
Qian Lan was shocked, "What? Is it such a simple decision?"
A sneer appeared on Nigga's face, "Of course not, but if he passes the test, I wouldn't mind letting him sit down in that position." Hearing Niggi's words, Qian Lan showed a smile like that, and the two of them
He laughed tacitly, but Hao She on the side said coldly, "If nothing happens, I'll leave."
Before they could say anything, Hao She flew away. A cold light flashed in Nigga's eyes, "This Hao She is really too much. After all, Nigga brother, you are the real master. He is too rude."
"Haha, since Brother Qian Lan is here, how about we have a drink? The wine brewed by Lin Huanran is indeed very good." The nigger smiled, and the light in his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Qian Lan laughed and said, "Since Brother Niggai is so generous, Qian will not be polite."
At the same time, there were four black ghost troops standing around the Green Sword Tavern. Zhang Xian looked surprised, "Are you serious?" He was speechless, completely speechless. How could he become the master in such a simple way?
"Of course it's true." Lin Huanran smiled.
"You're so skilled that you are not afraid of anyone in the world." Zhang Xian sighed, and then he mysteriously transmitted the message into the secret, "What level of strength do you have?" Zhang Xian knew that without the corresponding strength, Lin Huanran
Even if he has the art of brewing, he will never become a master. "He is just a star." Lin Huanran is not afraid that his strength will be exposed. If he is really cornered, Lin Huanran will have a way to defeat him.
Zhang Xian was speechless when he heard Lin Huanran's words. Tianhuan Yixing. He actually went to sneak attack a Tianhuan warrior. It was really lucky that he didn't die. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Lin Huanran was stunned.
"Are you a master?" Zhang Xian was also stunned. "You mean a fief, right? I refused. I live in this Qingjian Tavern. I think it's pretty good." Lin Huanran said with a smile.
Outside the Green Sword Tavern, because of the Black Ghost Army, no one dared to come forward and ask why no alcohol was sold today. However, a news soon spread from the Black Ghost City and they suddenly realized that the owner of this tavern had become the eighth
As a master, this incident suddenly caused an uproar.
There were discussions everywhere. Thinking of the roar they heard, they were all secretly guessing what kind of strength this new master had. However, some smart people were also disappointed because they knew that the ecstasy of wine would not
Sold again.
The emergence of the new master Lin Huanran caused a different storm in Black Ghost City. Ordinary warriors were just curious and guessing, but the reactions of the other masters were quite different.
The weakest master among them is Tianhuan Erxing, named Ji Lin. At this time, his face is gloomy, and there is a cold light in his eyes. I don’t know why he has such a reaction. On the other side, in a secret room, there is a person who looks ordinary, but
The vaguely powerful aura on his body makes people dare not underestimate him. He is Qiu Leng, a being that no one dares to underestimate.
After receiving the news, he just opened his eyes and then closed them again, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
In another place, fragrance was lingering everywhere, and the pink gauze curtains were rising in the wind like ocean waves. "Madam?" A rather handsome man stood aside with a flattering look on his face.
This person is Mrs. Lotus. There is a smile on her face. This smile is so charming. Her perfect and plump figure brings out the charm of the beautiful woman to the fullest.
"The new master is really interesting. I really want to meet him. I wonder if he is also a handsome young master." Her eyes are flowing and intoxicating. Just this charming smile will make countless men surrender under her skirt.
Desire for immortality and death.
The last one is Bao Tongwu from Tianhuan Eight Stars. This man has a strong body, but he has a pair of red phoenix eyes. The combination of charm and strength is simply the fusion of a beast and a beauty.
"The new master? Hehe." His voice was sharp, and combined with this muscular body, it was really a masterpiece of mutation between heaven and earth.
Lin Huanran naturally continued to brew the wine in the room no matter how big a stir his appearance caused. After a busy night, hundreds of jars of wine finally entered the fermentation period, but Lin Huanran was very satisfied with at least two ancient wines.
He has mastered all the techniques very skillfully.
I dare not say that I have mastered two or three tenths, but at least I have mastered one tenth, which is enough. Lin Huanran is not a greedy person. He also knows that he cannot master all the ancient wine-making techniques. After all, each kind of
All brewing techniques must have suitable talents to achieve the transformation state.
It is enough to extract the essence, but if one wants to master all the eight ancient brewing arts, in theory, only those who learn swordsmanship can do so. Because the conditions required for sword-killing brewing arts are very demanding.
Because he became the master, the nigger directly gave all the stores next to the Qingjian Tavern to Lin Huanran. Lin Huanran didn't take it seriously. Compared with a manor, this was already small.
Zhang Xian was resting in a nearby store when Lin Huanran suddenly felt a breeze in the air.