Chapter 530

Mark took the crystal coin carefully, put it in front of him, looked at it carefully, and then he looked around the room again. Finally, he found a small machine about the size of a hand from a pile of scrap iron.

The machine is square. It should be made of metal with a groove in the middle.

Mark put the crystal coin into the horizontal slot, and then lifted a pull rod beside it. The colorless crystal coin immediately vibrated, and the surface was covered with a light lustre.

Seeing this, mark was ecstatic: "this is really the energy crystal!"

Slowly a face muddled, completely can't get where he is excited.

Feeling her doubts, Murphy took the initiative to explain: "energy crystal is a very precious mineral. The elemental energy stored in it can be used as magic energy. Many things made by dwarves use this magic energy."

"That is to say, this kind of crystal is very valuable to you?" he asked slowly and tentatively

"Yes, very valuable." Murphy answered in the affirmative.

Slowly, she became interested. She was short of money now and planned to use crystal money for some money.

As soon as she showed her intention to sell crystal coins, mark rushed to her and said excitedly, "you sell me this energy crystal, and I will give you my attic to live in for a year."

Slowly, I don't know the price here.

She had to ask Murphy again, "how much can I get for such a large crystal coin?"

Without waiting for Murphy to open his mouth, Mark said, "your crystal belongs to the lowest level of crystal. The energy contained in it is very thin. If a crystal of this size is sold in the exchange, it is usually a gold coin."

Murphy nodded slightly to show that mark was right.

Slowly asked: "a gold coin is equal to how many silver coins?"

"A gold coin is equal to a hundred silver coins," Murphy wondered. "You don't know such a simple common sense?"

"I've been living an isolated life before, and a lot of common sense is not very clear," he said

Murphy could feel that she was not telling the truth, but everyone had his own secret. They met by chance. He didn't need to find out.

Anyway, there are so many secrets about her that it's not bad for this one.

Slowly in my mind, living here for a year is ten silver coins, a year is 120 silver coins, equivalent to mark gave her 20 silver coins cheaper.

It looks like a good deal.

But she doesn't plan to stay here for a year, and she'll leave when she finds out about Orc land.

"I just want to stay with you for a month."

Mark said quickly, "I can give you another 90 silver coins."

Nod slowly: "yes."

"Wait for me here, and I'll get the money."

Mark flies up the stairs quickly. After rummaging, he runs down on his short legs and hands a leather bag full of silver coins. "Ninety silver coins are in this. Count them yourself."

Slowly took the bag, opened it and had a look. It was full of shining silver coins, each about the size of a nail cap, and the weight was very heavy.

"I believe you." Instead of counting the number, she put the bag away.

Mark took the colorless crystal coin into his arms.

"The attic is upstairs. You can go up by yourself. You can tell me what is missing. I usually work in the underground studio. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do. If you have something to do, you can come to me at dinner time. I'm free at that time. "

Mark said this in one breath, and then ran into the underground studio with the colorless crystal coins. It seemed that he was busy with his work.

Murphy was helpless: "dwarfs are keen on invention and creation, and so is mark. He works in the studio every day in addition to eating and sleeping. He is not unfriendly to you. Don't be surprised."

"It's OK, I can understand," he said

In the past, in order to complete a work, she was also busy working day and night in the studio.

Murphy said, "I'll show you upstairs."

"Good."

The two stepped up the stairs one after the other.

Mark's wooden house is much higher than that of other dwarfs, but it is still too short for the elf with high legs. He has to bend down and walk very hard.

Mark's lounge is on the second floor, and the attic is on the third floor.

The attic is very small. There is only a wooden bed, a wooden cabinet and a small table. There is nothing else.

Slowly open the window and let the sunlight in.

The view here is very good. At a glance, you can see almost half of the Swan Valley.

The door was too short for Murphy to get in, so she bent over and asked her how she was.

"Very good!" he said with a slow smileSeeing that she was satisfied, Murphy was relieved. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Shake your head slowly to show that there is no more.

"Then I'll send you here, and I'll continue my journey."

Slowly sent him downstairs, she quietly took out a jar of fruit wine from the space and handed it to him: "thank you for your care these days. If you have the chance to see you again in the future, this is the fruit wine made by myself. Take it to drink on the way."

Murphy takes over the wine jar. He shakes it gently and can hear the sound of the water.

Slowly explained: "it's wine brewed from fruit. If you drink it for the first time, you can't drink too much, otherwise you will be drunk."

"Thank you. Take care of yourself. I'm leaving." Murphy took the wine jar and turned away, with a slow voice coming from behind.

"Have a good journey

Murphy looked back at her and saw her standing at the door, waving her arms at him.

Snow gauze covered her face, but he could feel that she must be brimming with warm and beautiful smile at this time.

"Goodbye."

Murphy's gone.

Slowly and formally settled in dwarf Mark's house.

Mark's home is very messy. The house is full of all kinds of parts, materials and shapes. It looks messy.

Slowly as a tenant living here, it is not easy to rummage through other people's things. After a few curious glances, she returned to her own attic to rest.

It was soon dark.

Mark is finally willing to climb out of the underground studio. He will slowly call down the stairs:

"where are the Murphys?"

Say slowly that he has gone.

Mark's expression is a little strange: "he left, after all..."

Later, he said very vaguely, slowly did not hear clearly, she asked: "after all what?"

"It's nothing," mark put two plates of food on the table. "To celebrate your stay in my house, I'll treat you to this dinner tonight. If you want to have dinner later, you have to find your own way. Of course, you can pay me or someone else to cook for you."

Mark's so-called dinner is two hard black bread, which contains two pieces of bacon and vegetable leaves, which are placed on a metal plate, selling a bit miserable.

The dwarfs call this kind of black bread seg.

He said thanks slowly, picked up SEG and tried to bite.

“……”

The smell reminded her of a man, frost cloud.

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