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Chapter 20 Intense Appraisal

The interior decoration of Tuofan clothing store is also quite luxurious, but it's the kind of thing that someone who has never seen the world would not even know where to put their feet when entering.

There was an older dwarf man sitting at the counter inside. His beard and hair were all gray, he was at most fifty centimeters tall, he had many wrinkles on his face, and he was wearing a pair of reading glasses.

However, such an old man seems to be very concerned about his appearance. His chestnut hair is combed upward, and it is smooth and meticulous, as if a fly will fall immediately if it lands. Moreover, he is also wearing a purple tuxedo with a blouse on his neck.

The bow tie is also neatly tied up, and this outfit actually exudes a fashionable and trendy feel.

The sound of Fang Linyan entering the door made the old man raise his head, frowned and said irritably:

"This store does not welcome disheveled people! Get out of here right now!"

"Fuck..."

Along the way, Fang Linyan has received enough looks and contempt because of his charm, but he has never been nakedly told to get out as soon as he walked in.

So Fang Linyan, who was angry in his heart, deliberately snorted coldly and said loudly:

"He is indeed an ignorant guy!"

This dwarf man had a rather irritable personality. Hearing this, he immediately shouted angrily:

"You stupid Bilbao lizard, what nonsense are you talking about here!"

Fang Linyan sneered and said:

"Do you think I'm here to buy something? Wrong! I took out a strange leather bag from the Borgin-Bock magic shop in Knockturn Alley and asked them to identify the material. Although they couldn't identify it, they kept saying it was an extraordinary garment.

There is someone in the store who can.”

"Haha! I was doubtful about this matter, so I went to eat something to delay the time. You must have received the news first, and you were afraid that you would not recognize it and be embarrassed, so you wanted to drive me away as soon as you saw me.

go out!"

After hearing what Fang Linyan said, the dwarf man became furious and was so angry that he even lost his image:

"Fucking nonsense, bullshit, FUCK Baga Yi Kusmida (paraphrase)...Is there leather material that I don't recognize? Our McGeer family has been running the leather business for three and a half centuries, and I,

Thermaplugg has taken over this store for thirty years. I hereby swear that I have never received any information about the identification of any leather bag before. How dare you slander me and say that I am afraid of embarrassment!?"

Fang Linyan sneered and said:

"Do you think these things are meaningful? There are so many prodigal sons, and the glory of your family will make your incompetence even more dramatic! Unless you can identify the material of the things I brought, you are just a bastard. Your

All words are sophistry.”

The dwarf man Thermaplugg immediately screamed:

"Take that shit out of you. If it's made of leather, I'll recognize it and slap your mouth with it for an hour."

Fang Linyan stared at him for a while, then took out the mysterious black leather bag: Mr. Tyrion, the Hungry Lannister, and placed it on the table.

Thermaplugg snorted coldly, and actually took out the wand from the back of his pocket. He muttered something in his mouth, pointed it at the black wallet, and screamed:

“Tara Taitwasi!”

Immediately, he saw a faint yellow light emitting from the tip of the wand, which seemed to be trying its best to soak into the black leather bag, but no matter how much the light shone and rippled, it was directly resisted.

Not only that, the yellow light quickly faded away after a few seconds, and then Thermaplugg threw his wand on the table. It looked like a wand suddenly grew on the handle.

Like a pricking thorn.

Not only that, Fang Linyan also discovered that the front end of the wand began to quickly condense into ice, and finally was quickly frozen in it, and then the seemingly solid wand turned into a little bit of powder...

Thermaplugg obviously didn't expect such a thing to happen. He opened his mouth and was about to speak when he heard Fang Linyan's disdainful words:

"As expected, those named McGurr are all trash."

"Ahhhhhh!" Thermaplugg yelled wildly: "How dare you insult the great McGurr family!"

Fang Linyan continued to stimulate him:

"Well, the waste family has lasted for more than three hundred years,"

Thermaplugg seemed to be furious. He grabbed the cabinet next to him and banged his head several times. Then he ran into the warehouse at the back and took out half a bottle of strange potion and a cloth.

The magic hat comes full of wrinkles.

This half bottle of strange potion was shaped like purple agate and looked very beautiful. Thermaplugg took a straw and sucked a drop of it, then carefully dropped it on the surface of the black wallet.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance appeared in the air, and the potion, like oil, began to soak into the leather of the black leather bag, emitting a faint white smoke, but if you look closely, it seemed that it had no damage to the black leather bag.

, just like evaporating water vapor.

Then Thermaplugg placed the hat directly on the white smoke, seemingly wanting to smell it. Soon, this old and old magic hat actually opened its mouth and sang:

"Resentment, resentment, great resentment."

“There’s a strange smell in here!”

"Its ownership should be..."

"The depths of the sea."

"The lower level of the tomb."

"The magma of the abyss!"

"Long white legs."

"Wobbling, swaying headlights!"

"..."

Thermaplugg was a little fascinated at first, but later on he turned blue.

Because this magic hat has been in disrepair for a long time, it is a defective product. It needs to continuously absorb his own magic power to successfully drive it. However, the virtual personality of this hat is a talkative person who likes to talk endlessly but does not do serious business.

!

After a few more seconds, Thermaplugg felt that his eyes were going dark.

It's like going back more than twenty years ago - when I was dealing with a handsome male goblin and a charming female dwarf at the same time, I was on the verge of being sucked dry!

The difference is that it was empty before, but now it is angry!

He finally couldn't help but slapped the magic hat on the top of his head, and said angrily:

"Tell me, old Tok, what kind of leather is this thing made of?"

The magic hat received a blow and he said aggrievedly:

"It's really dangerous!"

Thermaplugg:

"...Where's my lighter! Where's my lighter! Today I'm going to let it know what a barbecue magic hat is!"

The magic hat immediately said:

"Half-skin."

After hearing these three words, Fang Linyan frowned.

Thermaplugg was stunned and said:

"I've heard of giants, demi-humans, centaurs, and satyrs, but I've never heard of centaurs!"

The magic hat said tremblingly:

"Half of it is human skin, but after very special treatment, three hidden magic circles are drawn on it."

Thermaplugg said frantically:

"Then why don't you just say it."

The magic hat said aggrievedly:

"Don't you think I'm verbose?"

Thermaplugg glanced at Fang Linyan and said unwillingly:

"What about the other half?"

The magic hat looked at the lighter on the shelf next to him fearfully, and then said:

"I don't know, I've never tasted anything like it."

Thermaplugg let go of the magic hat, and then looked at Fang Linyan with a livid face, but Fang Linyan was the first to say:

"The master is indeed a master! I was talking nonsense before and deliberately provoked the master to take action. As expected, I successfully found relevant clues."

"Master, you don't know that in order to find the material of this black wallet, I almost traveled around the world, and even went to other dimensions without finding any clues. You can actually analyze the material of one side, which shows the level of the master.

Not only are you firmly ranked first in this world, but even the leather merchants in other dimensions have to succumb to you."

There is a saying that you should not hit someone with a smiling face. After being told by Fang Linyan, Thermaplugg felt that he had stepped down, but he still felt a gloomy atmosphere in his heart. He sneered and said:

"Going to another dimension... is it up to you?"

Fang Linyan laughed, he stretched out his left hand and flipped it, and then he saw the drone slowly rising in his palm, and then flying as he pleased:

"Actually, I came from other planes, so I don't need a wand to cast magic."

Then Fang Linyan remembered something again, and simply took out a piece of exquisite jewelry (a partner in the face-slimming ring trade) and gave it to Thermaplugg:

"This is a special product brought to our world to express my apology."

Thermaplugg looked at the small gift given by Fang Linyan, his face finally looked better, he nodded slightly and said:

"Although the materials are very ordinary, the craftsmanship in your world is still quite good."

At this point, the relationship between the two finally became friendly, and as a charming person, he could chat with Thermaplugg as soon as he walked in. There was no need to rack his brains and go to trouble like Fang Linyan. However,

There are gains and there are losses, and there is nothing you can do about it.

After Fang Linyan got his wallet back, he left directly. Before leaving, Thermaplugg picked up the hungry Mr. Lannister Tyrion and looked at it carefully for a while, and then said:

"If there is anyone in this world who can tell the other half of its material, then it must be Fred Tanya. If you can figure out the answer, remember to tell me, because I am also very curious, there is actually McGonagall

Leather that the Er family doesn’t recognize!”

Fang Linyan was delighted when he heard this:

"So, what is the house number of Mr. Freddy Tanya in Diagon Alley?"

Thermaplugg said seriously:

"No, she's not in Diagon Alley. And...it's Ms. Freddy Tanya."

Fang Linyan was stunned and said:

"Then where can I find this lady? It's best to be more detailed, because the time since I came to London can only be calculated in hours."

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