Chief don't slap in the face

Xia Ye sighed, and patted Mo Wuheng's back. It seemed that he could only find another mechanism shop. Hey, when will I have my own territory and my own exclusive mechanism master!

"Who said not to do it?"

Snapped!

Mo Wuheng patted Xia Ye's hand away, and looked at him angrily: "If you dare to leak these blueprints, I will kill you immediately!"

"Uh!"

Xia Ye was speechless: "Do you want to be so ruthless?"

"I won't let you suffer. The material and manual costs of this batch of equipment are not yours, and I will give you a lot of money!"

Mo Wuheng was sobbing because he hated his incompetence and was jealous of Xia Ye's inspiration. Why couldn't he think of these things?

"Just give me a [-]% discount!"

People need to be content, being too greedy might kill them. As for these blueprints, Xia Ye is also helpless. He needs these equipments if he wants to increase the success rate of his jungler.

In this era, mechanism engineers are respected and have a high status, so all of them are extremely arrogant and have a sense of superiority in IQ. Now a poor boy from a slum who may not even know the big characters asks others to make equipment according to his ideas , people definitely spit him out with a mouthful of saliva.

Even a kind-hearted girl like Mo Wuheng would never listen to Xia Ye's nonsense if she didn't want brown sugar.

With Xia Ye's strength, if he can't keep these blueprints, he might as well give them to a mechanism engineer who knows how to repay his kindness, as a favor.

"You want to open a little bit, I know it's unfair to you, but you can't protect them, maybe it will bring you a murderous disaster!"

Mo Wuheng explained earnestly: "In the circle of mechanism masters, there are clear positions and many factions. Things like yours will attract many people's covetousness. Some people are too narrow-minded. Once they don't get it, they will ruin it and prevent others from getting it." !"

"Send it to you!"

Xia Ye smiled, revealing eight white teeth again, a hearty mess.

"Stop making trouble! At least give it to me, and I will give you the part that belongs to you!"

Mo Wuheng comforted her, she didn't know, actually Xia Ye didn't lie, these things can be told by anyone who likes to live outdoors in his college days.

The really priceless knowledge, in Xia Ye's mind, the value of the several seeds he was cultivating in the vegetable bed of the Peach Blossom Garden, far exceeds the value of these blueprints.

"How much will it cost?"

Xia Ye is now a local tyrant: "How much do I need to add as a deposit?"

"I told you to give it to you!"

Mo Wuheng rolled his eyes and did a quick mental calculation: "Weapons and armor are more expensive. If the materials are high-quality, they are guaranteed to be high-quality goods. In the end, at least six hundred knives!"

"so much?"

Xia Ye frowned, most of these things had no technical content, but he felt relieved after thinking about it.

There is no assembly line now, and every item is handmade by craftsmen, and craftsmen are not cheap in this era, but belong to middle-to-high-end talents. Coupled with low productivity, it is difficult to obtain materials and the quantity is scarce, so the natural price is high. No more.

These days, if you wear a leather armor with a good knife, you will get a lot of envious eyes when you go out, let alone such a complete set of high-end equipment.

Tyrant fighters, nothing more!

"That's too much? If the workmanship is excellent, you will be snapped up if you get a thousand dollars in the market!"

Mo Wuheng smiled confidently, because of the production perimeter, demand exceeds supply, so this is a seller's market.

"Right!"

Heroes are stronger and earn more money, so just satisfying these customers can make a lot of money.

In fact, Xia Ye has a way to reduce costs, but he is not obliged to tell Mo Wuheng that he can use it by himself when the tribe is established.

After several refusals, Mo Wuheng said that he didn't want Xia Ye's deposit, so he gave up.

With so much equipment, it would not be possible to make it in two days, so Xia Ye listed the priorities, and then said goodbye and left.

"Please be sure to accept it, it is my little favor!"

Mo Wuheng handed out the clay pot containing grape wine with both hands.

"I told you I don't like it, so keep it for yourself!"

Xia Ye waved his hand.

The buddy was stunned. He had seen that clay pot once before. It was full of precious grape wine, but it was made by a master craftsman and given away?What's even more unbelievable is that the half-blind waste didn't want it. Has he lost his mind?

"Well, he is really stupid!"

Thinking of this, the buddy felt more balanced.

Back home, the moon is high and the sky is dark!

"Why so late?"

Xia Lingyue waited anxiously, and was relieved when she confirmed that her younger brother was not injured. After all, she was selling brown sugar that had never appeared before, so there might be trouble!

"Go to Damozao to order some equipment!"

Xia Ye put the sack containing the money beside the bed, and patted it with a smile: "Here, today's harvest!"

"Eat first!"

Xia Lingyue filled a bowl of millet porridge that was hot in the clay pot, and sprinkled a few pickles.

"I will do it myself!"

After washing his hands, Xia Ye grabbed a piece of pancake and bit it. He didn't feel dissatisfied with eating these simple meals, but took it as a kind of tempering.

"How much did you earn? Why should there be fifty knives?"

Xia Lingyue guessed, opened the sack, and then froze, her eyes instantly widened to the limit, and her small mouth turned into an 'O' shape in surprise.

The sack is full of knives and coins, almost overflowing, and the light of the bronze, also under the reflection of the charcoal fire, flickers in a blur, like an intoxicating scene.

"I must be dreaming!"

Xia Lingyue exclaimed, and subconsciously pulled out a few handfuls from the wooden bed: "Is there something else under here?"

"No, it's all knife coins!"

Xia Ye smiled.

"impossible!"