The forces in Coldwind City scolded Victor Hugo too much. Old Borg was scolding, and Bruno, the short artificial head of the Forge, was scolding too. He was grabbing a glass of dangling ale and slamming it heavily on the wooden table, clacking loudly, shouting:
"Our lord is so evil. He is fierce, cruel, and ruthless, and is the most terrifying monarch in the world. Anyone who disobeys him will die, including you."
At the wooden table were a dozen sturdy dwarfs with long beards, all of them glaring at Bruno who was bragging. They are the hill dwarves, and the gray dwarves from the underworld are enemies. Neither side looked pleasing to the eye.
Bruno shook his head while drinking, his face flushed. The ale in his glass was distilled high-grade liquor, which made people feel dizzy after a sigh, but this guy had already drunk a half barrel and his tongue was knotted.
Even when he was so drunk, Bruno still kept bragging and bragging hard.
"No one in Coldwind City will buy your rotten goods. Your weapons and armors are all inferior products, and they are sold so expensive. Who will? Your lord will definitely not buy them.
The whole Northland is buying Coldwind City products. Our products are good and cheap, and it will not take more than one month from order to delivery. Can you do it? Can't do it! "
Bruno pointed to the wall next to the table, "Look at the weapons hanging on this wall. These are all made by our forging yard after a second upgrade.
The secret of quenching and annealing, which you regard as the top secret, is not a secret here at all. You all know the recipe for adding magic elements.
The skills you have trained for decades are not worth mentioning in the face of high-temperature furnaces and hydraulic forging machines. Our apprentices can build master products in just one year. How long will it take you
More importantly, your output is too small, it is too small. The output of our forging yard in one day is equal to the output of your tribe in one year. How do you fight with us
The entire Northland weapons and equipment market is occupied by Coldwind City, and you simply can't beat us. So, you all have to die, starve to death, die poor, hide in the tribe and cry to death! "
Bruno yelled so loudly that he shook his body, and his short stature slouched down and fell under the table. Within a few seconds, he could hear his snoring below.
Before the glass of ale was finished, Bruno was also taken down when he fell. The liquor was spilled from the table, and some fell on his face. This guy knew that he would drink with his mouth open, and he kept tapping his mouth.
The hilly dwarves at the table were silent one by one, angry and frowning at each other.
The rise of Coldwind City has had a tremendous impact, not only making the human nobles in the North uncomfortable, but also causing different changes in the production and life of other races.
The most obvious is that the price of metal products in the North has dropped sharply. The heavy-duty carriage of the "Harmonious Chamber of Commerce" buys commodities that are indispensable to mankind to every corner of the North.
Among them, weapons and equipment are second, but pots and pans and other life tools sell the best.
Before the old Borg had a cauldron in the voodoo swamp, he was considered a local tyrant. Every household in Coldwind City now has a complete set of cooking tools. This has brought about a huge life change.
The agriculture in Coldwind City is developing, but there is still not enough food. The sale of metal tools in exchange for food has become an indispensable trade.
The price of this dumping is that the Northland dwarf tribe that had been doing this business immediately couldn't make it through.
No matter how hard the dwarves work, they can't hold the three dams and seven hydraulic forging machines of different specifications that Zhou Qingfeng has built in succession.
As Arcie's understanding of machinery deepened, and as Zhou Qingfeng increased his level, he brought heavier spare parts. Today, the strongest hydraulic forging machine used by the rich and strong leader uses a forging hammer of 150 kilograms.
Mo Ji even installed a small hydraulic press with real parts to produce delicate small pieces of metal.
As for metal smelting, it has developed by leaps and bounds. The precise use of trace elements allows the forge to produce low-level magic equipment.
The newly built iron-making furnace combined with the coke-making furnace can produce 20 to 30 tons of molten steel per day. Modern technology has enabled Coldwind City to develop by leaps and bounds in manufacturing.
Regarding metal products, the dwarves have no way out, regardless of quality or output.
Over time, this situation gets worse. Arcie and Sophia are trying to produce a small-horsepower steam engine. The key cylinders and crankshafts can bring Zhou Qingfeng from reality.
Even sealing artifacts such as rubber pads can also be used directly.
When the steam engine breaks through, let alone the dwarves, all the blacksmiths in Faerun will feel threatened.
"Except for magic, don't think of embarrassing Victor Hugo." Bruno fell to the ground and muttered, "You are not attached now, when do you want to get it?"
The hill dwarf turned his head and stared at Bruno at the bottom of the table. Someone whispered, "Is this bastard really drunk? Isn't it a pretense?"
Another dwarf shouted angrily: "This guy must be scaring us. The gray dwarves are not dwarves, they are a group of dark elves, they are very cunning."
As soon as he said this, the gray dwarf on the ground did not speak or smashed his mouth, leaving only thunderous snoring. The dozen dwarves at the table were still frowning, facing painful choices.
The merchandise dumping in Coldwind City caused the dwarf tribes in the Northland to go bankrupt one by one. In addition to mining, this race is to strike iron, and it is not capable of other production.
Lord Hugo is open to buying ore, but the profit from mining is too low, and the money earned is not enough to buy wine and drink. The dwarves are always embarrassed and have to gather to make a request to Coldwind City-can they sell less ironware
Naive!
When Zhou Qingfeng heard this request, he sent the gray dwarf Bruno to talk with several dwarf leaders. He didn't set any negotiation requirements, just let Bruno figure it out.
The gray dwarves are cunning and dark-bellied, and when they see the hilly dwarves, they threaten them and move the products from their forging yard to these distant relatives to see, telling them that they will die if they don't surrender.
Obviously he was here to discuss business quotas, but he received death threats. The hilly dwarves are going to fight angrily. But the bragging Bruno thumped and fell down, and they didn't want to care about a drunkard.
There are some swords and axe armor hanging on the wall beside the table, all of which are faintly magical waves. This is the effect brought by the correct doping of trace elements. Either reinforcement, magic resistance, or sharpness.
It is easier to enchant these equipment again, and the effect is better. Buying one of these weapons is two to three thousand gold coins, which can become the treasure of low-level nobles for generations.
But this thing is just ordinary goods in Cold Wind City, it is a standard product that can be equipped in large quantities.
The dwarves visited the infantry regiment in Coldwind City during the day, and the Rock Infantry Battalion had just completed its expansion. The 300 heavily armed infantry was extremely deterrent.
Several dwarf chiefs used their eyes to transmit information at the table, and they communicated silently with gestures. After a while, they kicked Bruno who was drunk on the ground, "Grey Shorty, get up. Stop pretending, let's talk about it."
Bruno jumped up and yelled, "You are a dwarf, your family is a dwarf, and your family is a dwarf. Why call me a dwarf?"