Chapter 20 Intense Appraisal

The interior decoration of the Tuofan clothing store is also quite luxurious, but it belongs to those who have never seen the world much, and they don't even know where to put their feet when they go in.

Inside the counter sat an older dwarf man. His beard and hair are gray, his height is at most fifty centimeters, his face has many wrinkles, and he wears a pair of reading glasses.

However, such an old man still seems to be very concerned about his appearance, his chestnut hair is brushed upwards, smooth and meticulous, as if a fly will fall down immediately, and he is also wearing a purple tuxedo. The bow tie is also neatly tied, such a dress actually exudes a sense of fashion and trend.

The sound of Fang Linyan entering the door made the old man raise his head, and immediately frowned, and said violently:

"This store doesn't welcome people with disheveled clothes! You, get out of here immediately!"

"Fuck..."

Along the way, Fang Linyan has received enough looks and contempt because of his charm, but there is really no one who is told to get out as soon as he enters the door.

So Fang Linyan, who was angry in his heart, deliberately snorted coldly, and said loudly:

"Sure enough, he is an ignorant guy!"

This dwarf man's personality was quite irritable, and when he heard this, he immediately shouted angrily:

"You stupid Bilbao lizard, what nonsense are you talking about here!"

Fang Linyan sneered and said:

"Do you think I'm here to buy something? Wrong! I took out a strange leather bag from the Borgin-Bock magic shop in Knockturn Lane and asked them to identify the material. Someone in the store can."

"Hehe! I was dubious about this matter, so I went to eat something to delay the time. You must have received the news first, and you were afraid that you would lose face if you didn't recognize it, so you drove me away as soon as you saw me. go out!"

Hearing Fang Linyan's words, the dwarf man became even more furious, so angry that he lost his image:

"Fart, nonsense, shit, FUCK, Baga, Kusmida (paraphrasing)... Is there any leather that I can't recognize? Our McGuire family has been in the leather business for three and a half centuries, and I, Therma Plug has been in charge of this store for thirty years, and I swear that I have never received any information about the identification of leather bags before, how dare you slander me and say that I am afraid of losing face!?"

Fang Linyan sneered and said:

"Do you think these things are meaningful! There are so many black sheep, and the brilliance of your family will make your incompetence more dramatic! Unless you can identify the material of the things I brought, you are a badass, your All words are sophistry."

Immediately the dwarf man Thermaplugg screamed:

"Get your shit out, I'll recognize it if it's made of leather, and smack your mouth with it for an hour."

Fang Linyan stared at him for a while, then took out the mysterious black leather bag: Hungry Mr. Lannister Tyrion, and put it on the table.

Therma Prager snorted coldly, and actually took out her wand from the back of her waist bag, muttering something in her mouth, swung at the black wallet fiercely, and screamed:

"Tara Tatewasi!"

I saw it right away,

A faint yellow light shot out from the tip of the wand, as if trying to dip into the black leather bag, but no matter how bright and rippling the light was, it was resisted directly.

Not only that, the yellow light quickly faded after a few seconds, and then Therma Prager threw his wand on the table, which looked like a sudden growth on the handle of this thing. Like a piercing thorn.

Not only that, but Fang Linyan also noticed that the tip of the wand began to condense into ice quickly, and finally was quickly frozen in it, and then the seemingly solid wand turned into a little powder...

Therma Prager obviously didn't expect such a thing to happen. He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he heard Fang Linyan say contemptuously:

"Sure enough, everyone called McGuire is trash."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Therma Prager yelled wildly: "How dare you insult the great McGuire family!"

Fang Linyan continued to stimulate him sharply:

"Well, a waste family that has lasted for more than three hundred years,"

Thermaplugg seemed to be out of anger. He grabbed the cabinet next to him and slammed his head a few times, then ran into the warehouse behind, and took out half a bottle of strange potion and a cloth Comes with a magic hat full of pleats.

This half bottle of strange potion was shaped like a purple agate, and it looked very beautiful. After taking a drop with a straw, Therma Pragna carefully dripped it on the surface of the black wallet.

Suddenly, there was a faint fragrance in the air, and the potion, like oil, began to soak into the leather of the black leather bag, emitting a faint white smoke, but if you look closely, it doesn't seem to damage the black leather bag , just like evaporating water vapor.

Then Therma Prager put the hat directly on the white smoke, and seemed to want to smell it, and soon, the old and old magic hat opened its mouth and sang:

"Resentment, resentment, great resentment."

"It has a strange smell in it!"

"It should belong to..."

"The depths of the sea."

"The ground floor of the tomb."

"The magma of the abyss!"

"Long, white legs."

"Dangyou, Dangyou Nako!"

"..."

Therma Prager was a little fascinated at first, but later his face turned blue.

Because this magic hat has been in disrepair for a long time, it is a defective product, and it needs to continuously absorb his own mana to drive it successfully. But the virtual personality of this hat is a chatterbox, he likes to chatter, but he just doesn't do business!

After a few more seconds, Thermaplugg felt as if he had returned to the past few decades, when he was dealing with a handsome male goblin and a charming female dwarf at the same time, the whole person was on the verge of being sucked At the edge of the dry, the eyes were blackened for a while, and finally couldn't help but slapped the magic hat on the top of the head, and said furiously:

"Tell me, old Tork, what kind of leather this shit is made of!"

The magic hat took a blow, and said aggrievedly:

"It's really very dangerous!"

Therma Prager:

"...Where is my lighter! Where is my lighter! I want to let it know what is called a barbecue magic hat today!"

The magic hat immediately said:

"Half human skin."

Hearing these three words, Fang Linyan frowned.

Therma Prager was stunned and said:

"I've heard of giants, demihumans, centaurs, and satyrs, but I haven't heard of half-humans!"

The magic hat tremblingly said:

"Half of it is human skin, but after a very special treatment, three hidden magic circles are drawn on it."

Therma Prager said frantically:

"Then why don't you just say it."

The magic hat said aggrievedly:

"Don't you think I'm long-winded?"

Therma Prager glanced at Fang Linyan, and said unwillingly:

"And the other half?"

The magic hat looked at the lighter on the shelf next to it in fear, and then said:

"I don't know, I've never tasted anything like it."

Therma Prager let go of the magic hat, then looked at Fang Linyan with a livid face, but Fang Linyan took the lead and said:

"The master is indeed a master! I was talking nonsense before and deliberately provoked the master to take action. As expected, I succeeded in finding relevant clues."

"Master, you don't know. In order to find the material of this black wallet, I almost traveled around the world. I even went to other planes without finding any clues. You can analyze the material of one side, which shows the level of the master. Not only is it firmly ranked first in this world, but even leather merchants from other planes will be inferior to you."

Youdao is a person who stretches out his hand and doesn't hit the smiling face. After being told by Fang Linyan, Therma Prager felt that he had stepped down, but he still felt a depression in his heart, so he sneered and said:

"Going to another plane...is it up to you?"

Fang Linyan laughed. He stretched out his left hand and flipped it over, and then saw the drone rising slowly in his palm, and then flew as he wanted:

"Actually, I came from other planes, so I don't need a wand to perform magic."

Then Fang Linyan remembered one more thing, and simply took out a piece of exquisite jewelry (the start of the face-lifting ring deal) and presented it to Therma Prager:

"This is a special product brought by our world, and it is an expression of my apology."

Therma Prager looked at the little gift Fang Linyan sent over, finally looked better, nodded slightly and said:

"Although the materials are very common, the craftsmanship in your world is quite good."

So far, the relationship between the two has finally become a friendly state, and replaced by a charismatic person, who can chat with Therma Prag as soon as he enters the door, there is no need to rack his brains like Fang Linyan. However, There are gains and losses, which is also a helpless thing.

After Fang Linyan got his wallet back, he left directly. Before leaving, Therma Plug picked up the hungry Mr. Lannister Tyrion and looked at it carefully for a while, then said:

"If there is anyone in this world who can distinguish the material of the other half, then it must be Fred Tanya. If you can figure out the answer, please let me know, because I am also very curious, there is really McGregor Leather that the Er family doesn't know!"

Fang Linyan was overjoyed when he heard the words:

"So, what is the house number of this Mr. Fred Tanya in Diagon Alley?"

Therma Prager said seriously:

"No, she's not in Diagon Alley. And... Ms. Fred Tanya."

Fang Linyan was stunned and said:

"Then where can I find this lady? It would be better to be more specific, because I can only count the time I have been in London in hours."

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