The knights surrounding the living room were like old ladies wearing sweaters, stretched their necks to look at them, and said with satisfaction: "You Jiangning people are indeed civilized people and polite."

Then, more than a dozen fighting knights calmly divided them.

Ji Pei rubbed his hands happily and said with a smile: "Our place is rich in fine gold."

"real?"

"Yes." Zhang Pei nodded vigorously and then began to ask questions: "Why haven't I seen a few fighting knights in Xijiang? Oh, the one behind me doesn't speak."

"Where is a fighting knight in Xijiang? Qi is from us Gentiles." The knight raised his face proudly and nodded to the knight behind Zhang Pei.

The latter had a tense face and looked like a strong man.

Zhang Pei tried hard to distinguish, trying to find out the fighting knight he had seen last time.

It was a bit difficult for him. The native knights were all a template, with long and short beards and long and short hair, and the remaining face seemed to be covered with hair that could not be burned by wildfire.

Without extensive knowledge, distinguishing a knight is like distinguishing a gorilla.

"Everyone is indeed a talent."

"Um."

"You are not slow in making weapons."

"What are you doing with your weapons?"

“Make a drill.”

With a snap, the Knight threw a standard drill on the table, the length and thickness of the shells of about ten thousand millimeters were steadily erected.

"I have an offer," Zhang Pei hesitated for a moment, smiled, and said, "I wonder if you have any friends who are equally powerful to introduce them to me and make these drills."

"Are you sent by Chen Yi's Divine Art Knight?" The boring knights all sat upright.

"Ah yes, of course I was sent by Chen Yi." Zhang Pei said expectantly: "Do you have any friends who are willing to come?"

"Of course, what do you have to ask for?" The fighting knights rushed to speak.

Zhang Pei was overjoyed and thought to himself that he had found the right way and was convenient for doing things.

Seeing the knights so enthusiastic, Zhang Peinaqiao said, "We don't have many requirements. First, we must obey management, second, we must ensure working hours, and finally yield. Others, oh, we are going to pay our wages with pure gold, how much is appropriate for you."

The knight's eyes showed doubts, and 1 Bu Xin asked: "Is fighting skills level 8 okay?"

"It's not impossible." Zhang Pei didn't understand and pretended to say: "As long as you can do the drill bit, we have to work with basic salary plus piecework, let's discuss the specific amount."

"What are you talking about?" The knights were completely messy.

Zhang Pei was stunned and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"A quota for entering the altar!"

"What is that?"

The knights ignored him anymore.

The fighting skills knights who come to Xijiang City State are at least 8 levels of fighting skills, and they have the hope of advancing to the Divine Art Knight. Unlike those Divine Art Knights who have endured their lives, these self-proclaimed elite knights do not lack money or things, and pursue supreme beliefs and divine arts.

They worked for Chen Yi, on the one hand because of the attraction of rare metals, but more so in order to get a quota to enter the altar.

Since Xijiang City State sold 10 single magic knights to the two major temples and completed it, the knights nearby knew that Xijiang City State had extra magic knights, so they forced to come...,

The knights who stayed in the rare earth mining area were knights who came late, and their necks were sore. On the contrary, those who followed Zhang Pei's bodyguard were fighting knights who were about to survive the ascension, so they were calm and strictly abide by discipline.

Other families do not know the causal relationship and the important xing of the magic knight. They take it for granted that they can use rare things to make money.

Chen Yi had already done the matter of exchanging glass balls for gold, so where was their turn?

Zhang Pei stayed stupidly for half an hour, and his monthly salary was 1 ton of pure gold. A red bearded knight said lazily: "We want to work for the Knight of Chen Yi's Divine Arts. If the Knight of Level 1 of the Fighting Skill can satisfy you, how many little ones in my family are idle."

"Xingpei can't get harder.

"I want a ton of gift." The red-bearded Knight's eyes shone.

"How many people?"

"One ton per person." This was definitely a lion who spoke up and bullied Zhang Pei.

Zhang Pei gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you two tons. You want to find me 100 fighting knights, half of which must be of the same level as you."

The knights laughed.

The Red Bearded Knight said hilariously: "Now it is during the Temple War. There are very few family knights who can act freely. It is not to be a magic knight, who comes here? Less nonsense, 1 ton of gifts, find a level 1 fighting knight."

Zhang Pei believed it and gritted his teeth and said "Okay".

The value of Yagang itself is tens of thousands of yuan, and the trouble lies in the channel quota. The Zhang family has grabbed a share of 2,000 stew per month, hoping that it will not be used to pay wages.

After finalizing the cooperation agreement, Zhang Peixu was in a mess, and the knights gambled their hands to celebrate.

They are not short of money, but they don’t want the money they give to their door for free.
Chapter completed!