Chapter 250: Great man

Turning the topic back to the topic again, I placed the front legs of the enchanted spider on the counter and presented it to Old Paggy for a closer look.
Although it has been a day's interval and no storage treatment has been carried out, the front legs of the enchanted spider seem to have not changed much. No dehydration and no smell.
It still looks very fresh, as if it had just been chopped off.
Old Paige stretched out his hand and squeezed its thin skin, then took out a pair of sharp scissors from under the counter, and cut it twice, but not even a gap appeared.
Then, he walked into the room and fiddled with it for a while. When he came out, he held a pair of red tongs with burning tips in his hand, and the scorching heat rushed over his face, instantly lifting the little shop twice.
"You are..." I was afraid that he would destroy the texture of the forelimbs and wanted to stop it.
Old Paige said leisurely: "You have to try its resistance in all aspects before you can make a decision."
As he said, the fiery tongs had been firmly imprinted on the corner of the forelimb, making a sizzling sound, and at the same time, a white gas like a tulle evaporated.
This is the phenomenon when water evaporates.
"If it's just toughness, then this spider leg can't make any good equipment." Old Paqi felt the transpiration of white gas, and said: "So, don't feel bad about your previous enchanted spider skin. Although it has good toughness, it is unfortunately neither heat-resistant nor fire-resistant, so it is not a good material."
"Don't make excuses for your mistakes" I bluntly exposed his intentions: "The reason for my anger is not just a piece of monster skin, but the fact that you transferred it to someone else without my consent!"
"Cough cough" Old Paggy gave a dry cough and muttered: "The smell of white gas is really choking."
Yes, I forcibly changed the subject again.
After the perm, Old Paggy seemed to be a little dissatisfied, scratched his hair, thought for a while, then walked back to the back room, not long after, walked out again, the cooling iron tongs in his hands turned red again.
I didn’t speak, and just sat and watched. Old Paige was like this. After tossing about five or six times, he exhaled. He put the cold iron tongs on the counter, stretched out his hand, and squeezed it. Spider leg skin that has become shiny and dry.
Grabbing a piece of the bulging spider leg, bend it hard, and pull it for a long time, without tearing off the small piece of the bulging leg, but his grinning grinning grinning expression makes him worried. .
After taking a breath, Old Paig wiped the sweat that oozes from his forehead, and said: "Not bad, this time the spider leg skin is much better than the complete one last time. It's simply not one level."
"What do you say?"
Old Paige pinched the shiny and dry spider leg skin, and said: "Look, this time the spider skin, after ironing with iron tongs, there is almost no embrittlement, but it has become more resilient."
"Brittled? What do you mean?" I asked.
Old Paige explained: "In short, it means that it becomes hard and brittle after ironing, and it will break into two pieces when you break it hard."
"Damn, it's so evil."
Old Paige took out the ruler from under the counter and began to measure it on the spider's leg. After a while, he said, "The leather is good, and the amount is sufficient. What are you going to make?"
"Outer armor!" I said: "Do you still need to think about it? Such a big spider leg is just right to make an outer armor."
"Foreigner..." Old Paqi squeezed his chin and thought for a while: "How many sets do you plan to make?"
"How many sets can you make?" I asked.
Old Paige adjusted the thickness of the thighs and the length of the spider's legs carefully and straightened them up. After thinking about it for a while, he said: "You can make up to six outer armors like you, or the one without sleeves. Kind."
I thought for a while and said, "Let's make six small ones."
"Small size?" Old Paige gave me a look, "Can you wear a small size?"
"Just leave it alone."
"Oh~" Old Paqi suddenly seemed to understand something, his eyes were full of ambiguous, and his mouth made a smirk.
It seems that he has guessed my intention.
"Sure, six small ones, what about the remaining materials, what are you going to do?"
I saw Old Paqi's eyes looking at the skin of the spider's legs always bright, grinning, and said: "The remaining materials, at this price, will be counted as the manual cost this time."
"Oh, how can this work? This is what you hit." Old Paqi suddenly turned aside. No one could see that he was hypocritical and modest.
"It's useless if you talk, believe it or not, I will take back all the remaining materials" I said.
Old Paggy was so frightened that he hugged the spider leg, for fear that I would it away.
Seeing him looking at the spider's legs like life, I said: "You have made these six pieces of clothes well, don't miss the weight, I will come to you again if I have materials."
Old Paige nodded repeatedly and was delighted.
Then, I reminded: "Also, don't "lost" the spider leg again this time. If you lose it again, I will never come to you again."
"Okay, okay" Old Paige was so excited that the wig trembles. I guess the value of the remaining materials will not be less, and it will even be much higher than the manual cost.
Sure enough, when I asked about the cost of the handwork, Old Paggy waved his hand and said with a generous face: "I'm all old friends. Talking about money hurts feelings. This time, I will do it for you for free. ."
It seems that the value of the remaining materials is beyond my imagination. Should I consider taking it back?
But I want to return, since I agreed, I still have to honor it. The rest of the materials belong to Old Paige, and I only need six finished products.
Asked when to pick it up, Old Paige said: "Your knife is not difficult to build, but these six outer armors... You know, this spider skin is very tough, I It will take a long time to disassemble them all."
"Just tell me how long, give me an exact time" I said: "Is it a week, or a month."
"Two weeks," Old Paige said: "Two weeks is almost the same."
"Okay, I will pick it up in two weeks."
After a few more greetings, and greedy him for a handful of specialty melon seeds, I left the weapon shop contentedly.
Before leaving the door, I heard a violent cough coming from the room.
On the way back, I kept thinking about what the six outer armors would look like, and then I wondered whether Odachi should also create a suitable knife technique, and then I wondered what the old Pachi’s wife would look like. disease.
I suddenly felt some sympathy for Old Paqi, a goblin with refined dignity, for money, had to always put on a hypocritical smile, and the money was not squandered by himself, but to save his wife's illness.
Such a man...
...Perhaps it can be called great.
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