Chapter 954: What a cruel child

Standing in the arsenal, facing the densely packed bright weapons, I was even a little dazzled.
These weapons look very good in appearance, a handful of them can even reflect human figures under the shining of magic lights.
I picked one randomly and flicked it with my fingers. The handguard collided with the weapon and made a sound of gold and iron, which was a bit harsh. It was indeed a well-made steel weapon. As for whether it was made of stainless steel, I can't assert it yet.
I only know a little bit about the quality of weapons. Sometimes I can tell the difference between one and two, but if I want to see these hundreds of weapons in person, it’s a little bit powerless.
I asked Jin Siqi: "Are there anyone in the guild who has studied the quality of weapons?"
Jin Siqi thought for a while, and said, "I know a lot, but no one is proficient."
"So..." I squeezed the bridge of my nose, a little distressed.
"Do you want me to invite some blacksmiths here?" Jin Siqi suggested.
"Blacksmith...Blacksmith..." Suddenly, I stopped, and my heart was bright: Yes, the blacksmith can tell the quality of weapons! Why did I forget about this!
At the moment this thought emerged, a figure appeared in my head: Pachi!
How did I forget Old Pachi!
He and his niece Milulu are both settled in Dasay City!
Thinking of this, my distressed mood was instantly dissipated, and a relaxed smile appeared on my face: "You ordered someone to send me a letter, and said An Xiaoyi asked him for help."
"it is good."
I wrote down the address of the old Paqi’s house in my impression, and handed it to Jin Siqi. After she took it, she hurried out of the armory, and walked back quickly after a short time: "I have sent someone to invite it."
In the past ten minutes or so, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, accompanied by the peculiar high-pitched voice of Old Paqui: "Hey, can you slow down? I'm an old man. If I walk faster, my body will be overwhelmed!"
I smiled slightly, got up quickly, walked quickly to the door, opened my arms, and took the initiative to meet Old Paige: "Old expert, long time no see~"
"Ahaha, Xiaoyi! Your kid is still so energetic!" He said as he hugged me.
After the hug, I looked down at my clothes and the position of my stomach was soaked with sweat from his face: "Hey, your old man came here just after running a marathon? Why do you sweat so much?"
"I don't know what a marathon is, but I really ran here, oh my god, I'm exhausted." He took off the middle wig from his head, pinched it in his hand and twisted it lightly. After shaking, she put it back on her head.
Seeing this scene, Jin Siqi couldn't help but laughed out loud.
Old Paqi raised his eyes and glanced at Jin Siqi: "Who is she? Your new fiancee?"
Jin Siqi's face flushed with this sentence, I coughed and said: "She is the president of the New Heroic Guild, Jin Siqi."
"Oh hello, good taste? Started to hook up the guild president?" Old Paqi gave me a stern look and said: "I can tell you, Xiao Yi, don't you let my niece down. what!"
I looked dumbfounded: "Your niece? Mi Lulu? Let me down?"
"That's not it." Old Paqi said: "Since you left Dasai City last time, Mi Lulu will mention you every three and a half times, which makes me and my family very upset every day! I really want to grab your collar. Give you a hard time!"
As he said, he also gestured twice, doing this movement with his height, no matter how you look at it, it will feel ugly and cute.
The corners of my mouth twitched, sweating profusely: I'm not a man with a pot, I just want to do with Mao...
Old Paqi also habitually sent a few complaints when he met his deceased. After a short time, he regained his expert temperament in the past, although the hairstyle of this old traitor is a bit ruinous.
Old Paige: "What can I do this time?"
"Help me identify the weapon and see if it is made of stainless steel."
Old Paqi questioned: "Can't you identify yourself?"
I smiled bitterly: "I know a little fur, but I still feel powerless."
"Huh?" Old Paige's gaze passed around me, looking at the weapon behind me: "Which one will make a professional adventurer like you feel confused?"
I stepped away and gestured with my arms: "All."
"Uh!" Old Paqi didn't catch his breath and almost rolled his eyes with saliva. I hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and when he was breathing well, his fingers tremblingly pointed at the densely packed weapon in front of him, and said in a trembled voice: "All?"
"Uh..." I thought for a while: "I can't say that it's all..."
He breathed out softly, stood up again, patted his chest and said, "I'll just say, you are not such a cruel child, how could it be..."
"The weapon on the ground has just been appraised by me, everything except that one..."
"Uh..." Old Paige couldn't speak again, and the two eyeballs were bulging out of the sockets. After a long time of relaxation, he finally said: "You kid is enough Cruel..."
I told Old Paige that the appraisal is definitely not for white appraisal, and the amount of appraisal is for how much weapon.
Old Paige asked me: "How much is a weapon?"
I thought for a while: "Ten copper coins."
Old Paige thought for a while: "A little bit less."
"Then add more, uh... eleven copper coins?"
The corners of Old Paige's mouth twitched: "Your boy's stinginess has committed again, can't you add more!"
"I call it saving, okay! Besides, someone owed me one last time..."
"Ahem, eleven copper coins are eleven copper coins." Old Paige cleared his throat again and again, then stomped his feet, straightened his clothes, and came to the weapon pile, looking from the left to the right, and from the right. He turned his head back to the left, then turned his head and asked me: "How long is the time limit?"
"The sooner the better" I thought for a while: "It's better to finish it today."
"Impossible" He shook his head: "With so many weapons, it takes at least two days to identify them."
"What about then?"
Old Paige thought for a while and suggested: "Unless a few more people can come together to identify."
"Do you have any other blacksmiths you know?"
"No!" Old Paige coaxed: "No one!"
Isn't a colleague you know how to be so proud?
I sighed, trying to remember if there was any blacksmith I knew.
But after thinking about it over and over, I don't have a clear idea.
While in distress, Old Paige asked me: "Xiao Yi, why don't you ask your group of dwarf friends?"
"Huh?" I didn't react for a while.
"It's the group of dwarves guild" he reminded me: "There must be a blacksmith among those guys, it can't be wrong!"
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