Bazaar (2)
Editor: Henyee Translations
Metal, ore, weapons, mechanical puppets…
These warfare items that humans dreamed of were not popular in the dwarf bazaar. In front of the stalls that sold these items in large quantities, they were all cold and cheerless. The dwarves who set up their stalls were not in a hurry. One by one, they were either wielding their weapons or examining the various parts of a mechanical puppet.
Instead, there were several categories of goods that were crowded with dwarves.
"Boss! Five hemostatic bandages!"
"Three bottles of sobering potion!"
A group of dwarves crowded in front of a small booth, shouting out what they needed one by one.
Shen Yanxiao squeezed her way through with great difficulty and saw all kinds of potion bottles placed on the ground. A somewhat dull-looking dwarf was crouching behind the ground, tidying up the goods for the customers in a flurry.