Chapter 137: Set almost

Gerald walked up slowly and put the wine on the table.
Patted the wine jar: "Boy, ten gold coins, this is the rule!"
Jiang Mo smiled slightly and took ten gold coins from the space ring and put them on the table.
"open!"
"Okay!" Gerald took the gold coin and pulled the lid on the jar.
"Bang!" With a bang, the wine jar was pulled away by him like this, and the whole house suddenly smelled of wine, which was much bigger than before!
Aged vintage, absolutely authentic aged vintage.
Gero picked up the jar and poured it on Jiang Mo. I saw that the wine was falling into the line. During the whole process, the wine only flowed out, but it never broke.
The wine is good, and the level of pours is stronger!
"Master, are you interested, have a drink?" Jiang Mo looked at Jero.
"What? Are you willing to ask me to drink?" Although Jero is the boss here, but the tavern is a dwarf, he has no right to steal it, or else, as for just a few drops of open mouth to pick up?
The dwarves are born with credibility, and they will never gobble up everything in the clan. Even if Jero wants to drink fine wine all day long, he won’t steal it!
Sit up, Jiang Mo and Jie Luo, happily drank the altar.
Jiang Mo was holding ten gold coins, and then opened two altars.
From noon to night, even if it is a dwarf, it can't bear it.
"Uh! Humans, you really are the most powerful guy I have ever seen!" Jero also had to admire Jiang Mo.
Jiang Mo shook his head, barely staying awake, and scolded in his heart: "Damn, this dwarven wine is too strong? Can the undead be drunk?"
Indeed, Jiang Mo means a little overdrinking.
However, Jiang Mo must be an undead and still keep awake. That is to say, he is an undead. If he is really a human, he is afraid that at noon, two cups will lie on the ground!
With a little bit of intoxication, Jiang Mo said, "Brother Gero, the dwarves, is really his mother's fool!" Jiang Mo and Jero, already brothers, have been commensurate with each other, but this time, Jiang Mo Ready to start worrying.
"What? Jiang Mo, how can you say that?" Gerald was a little displeased, but obviously the words were a bit vague.
Jiang Mo waved his hand: "Look at the majestic forging master, what are you all mixed up with?"
"Huh?" Jero looked around and slapped the table: "Huh! It's not an orc, but if they restrict the dwarves from selling weapons to humans, how could the dwarves fall to this point?"
"For so many years, the dwarves have no source of income, and their status is not as good as before in the multi-ethnic forbidden land!
Jiang Mo laughed: "Isn't it as good as before? I think it's the tail of the crane!"
Although Gerald didn't know what the tail of the crane meant, it was probably analyzed. Jiang Mo's words were definitely not good words!
Suffocating, Gero drank the wine from the glass.
Jiang Mo lay on the table and whispered: "Jero, I can buy a batch of equipment at three times the price. How about it? Can this save the Dwarf's face?"
"What did you say?" Jero looked around. "Triple?"
Jiang Mo nodded: "Yes, three times the current market value, do you help?"
Gero shook his head: "No! This is not what I can do! Although I want to sell it to you, I know that the patriarch will not agree!"
Jiang Mo gave Jero a glass of wine: "In this way, you take me to see your patriarch. I can't do it, I can't force it. I can't do it. If he says it's not enough, I will leave immediately!"
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