Chapter 535: : In business

Mark introduced the identity of Arsor and introduced it slowly.
As for Murphy, he and Arsuo knew each other, and nodded to each other as a greeting.
Arsuo raised his head and looked carefully at the little girl in front of him who was a lot taller than him. The old eyes were full of excitement: "Are you the little girl who lived in Mark's house recently?"
Slowly wearing a drapery hat on his head, Arsuo couldn't see her face, and could only be judged from her dress and figure. The other party should be a rich lady with a good family background.
"Hello, I am slow."
Arsuo nodded and counted as a response. His attitude was neither cold nor cold.
The vast majority of dwarves have no liking for creatures taller than themselves.
The dwarves who followed said hello to Mark, and then leaned in front of the artillery to study and watch, and Arsuo quickly leaned over.
Dwarves are naturally good at creating and inventing, and they have no resistance to this newly developed device. They study and discuss around the artillery, and ask Markra to ask about it from time to time.
Slowly looking at them, it was like seeing a scientific madman.
Knowing that the artillery could blow up a large rock, the dwarves couldn't sit still, and they all proposed that Mark fire another cannonball.
The artillery was made by Mark, but the gunpowder was on his body slowly.
If you want to fire the artillery, you must go through a slow agreement.
Mark looked slowly and asked her opinion.
Slowly took out a small packet of gunpowder: "I don't make much gunpowder, only so little is left."
After Mark thanked him, he took the gunpowder bag, stuffed it into the cannonball, and reminded everyone to lean back.
Boom!
The artillery shot out and landed on the ground ten meters away, smashing a big hole!
Those dwarves were the first time they saw such a powerful guy, their eyes widened in surprise, and they stayed in place for a long while before returning to their senses.
They praised one after another, expressing a big letter of conviction: "Mark, you are so powerful artillery!"
Mark raised his chest proudly, quite proud.
After watching the excitement, his dwarf friends all went back. Before Alsuo left, he quietly said to Mark: "Take away your artillery and don’t let others see it. You come to my house at night, I have Tell you something."
Facing the old patriarch’s instructions, Mark hurriedly responded: "I see."
After sending off the old patriarch, Mark and Murphy carried the artillery back.
Mark couldn't put it down and touched the artillery, his eyes were full of obsession. This is his most powerful invention in these years, not one of them!
Slowly cut a plate of sweet fruits and shared them with Mark and Murphy.
She asked: "How long do you think you will be making a cannon?"
Mark said as he ate, "This gun took me several years. Now that I have successful experience, I guess if I make it again, I can make two in about a month."
Slowly and immediately said: "I want to order 20 artillery, the price is 20 red energy crystals."
She took out a red crystal coin as a sample to show him.
As soon as he saw this red crystal, Mark's eyes lit up.
He hurriedly wiped his hands, took the red crystal carefully, looked around, and then tested it with an instrument. It turned out that the elemental energy contained in this red crystal was dozens of times more than that of the colorless crystal!
This is a treasure that money can't buy!
Mark's clenched Hongjing fingers were trembling. He watched slowly and tremblingly, "What you said is true? If I make twenty artillery, you will give it to me?"
Slowly nodded: "Yes, twenty red crystals, for 20 artillery pieces, this red crystal in your hand is considered a deposit."
"Okay!" Mark agreed quickly for fear that she would regret it, "You give me ten months...No, give me eight months, and I promise to make you twenty artillery!"
Slowly took out a primary contract scroll and said with a smile: "Although I believe you are a person, let's do business and make a contract."
She wrote all the transaction content in the scroll, white and black, clearly.
Mark took the scroll and found that he didn't recognize the words on it, but amazingly, he could understand what those words meant.
He couldn't help asking: "What is this scroll?"
"The contract scroll, once the contract is violated, the soul will be eaten back."
Without thinking about how long, Mark happily pressed his handprint on the contract scroll.
The contract is reached.
Slowly retracting the scroll, she bent down, stretched out her right hand towards the dwarf who was a bit shorter than herself, smiled and said, "Shake your hand."
Mark carefully collected Hongjing, he followed her actions, and then extended his right hand.
Hold the two hands together.
"Happy cooperation."
In the evening, Mark went out to find the old patriarch, and the house was left with Gentle Murphy.
Murphy watched slowly but stopped talking.
Slowly took the initiative to speak: "Do you want to ask me where did that contract scroll come from?"
"Well, how did it come?"
Slowly smiled: "I won't tell you."
Murphy: "..."
He watched slowly, with his hands behind his back, jumping upstairs.
The girl is getting more and more naughty.
...
The old patriarch Arsor’s home is in the middle of the Swan Valley. After Mark knocked on the door, he quickly got Arsor’s permission and opened the door and walked in.
Arsuo asked his wife to prepare SEG and hot tea.
"Did you not have dinner? Come and sit down and eat with me."
Mark followed the old patriarch's words and sat down at the table.
Mark used to like to eat SEG the most, but after eating slowly cooked food, he now feels that SEG is really the most unpalatable food in the world, but he can't show disgust in the presence of the old patriarch. Can only bite the bullet and pick up the SEG, open his mouth and take a big bite.
Arsuo smiled and said, "I know you are coming. I asked my wife to prepare this for you. Is it delicious?"
Mark nodded while eating, saying it was delicious.
But in my heart I wonder why things are so hard? Can't swallow it!
He picked up the teacup and poured a large mouthful of hot water into his mouth before swallowing it.
Now he finally realized the mood when he slowly tasted SEG for the first time.
It can be said that the way of heaven is good.
Also asked as he ate, "What do you plan to do with the artillery you made?"
"I am going to sell it."
Alsuo was not surprised by this answer. Most of the things made by the dwarves, unless they were of special commemorative significance, would be sold as commodities in exchange for money.
This is how the dwarves survive.
Also said: "You have to sell it anyway, it is better to sell it directly to me."
"Puff! Cough cough cough!"
Mark was caught off guard, the bread got stuck in his throat, coughing tears almost flying out.
While beating his chest, he held up the tea cup and poured water into his mouth vigorously.
He didn't stop coughing until he drank all the hot water in the cup.
He wiped his mouth with a very embarrassed expression: "Sorry, I'm afraid I can't agree to your request."