Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

Although they were very angry, it was not enough to add radishes to stew them or grill them into beef skewers. Ange also needed them to carry water to the temple to water the holy mushrooms. In the end, they could only hit a stick one by one.

But this reminded Ange: "Why eat the leaves?"

The most valuable part of the beet is the tuber, the leaves on it are thrown away as garbage or composted, but the tauren aunt's family only eats the leaves.

"Delicious." The tauren aunt's eyes were as big as a bull's.

"Sweet." The big calf answered.

"Crispy." The second calf added.

"Can the food be replaced with this?" the tauren aunt asked tentatively.

There is such a good thing? An Ge hired the tauren family to work with wages, including food and housing, and a little food a month.

But their family is too good to eat. Fortunately, they grow holy mushrooms. If they only grow food, the output may not be enough for their family to eat.

Volunteering to change the food to beet leaves is equivalent to saving Angor a large amount of food, and the beet leaves seem to grow back after cutting them, and the beet leaves can be cut several times a year. ?

If the scale of planting was expanded, the tauren in the dungeon could eat all the beet leaves and leave the tubers for humans, which was the best of both worlds.

After agreeing to the request to replace the ration with beet leaves, Ange also cut a few more bundles of leaves and threw them to the tauren aunt: "Sell them."

Seeing this scene, Yin Coin felt a little uneasy. Is a skeleton that grows and sells vegetables reliable?

What he has to do now is to betray the Church of Light. If Ange is unable to protect him, he might as well pretend that nothing happened and spend the rest of his life on good medicine. Anyway, he is in his nineties.

"My lord, can you please heal President Silver Coin? I don't have enough strength to remove the toxin at once." Lisa stepped forward to report.

The trace of corrosion is essentially a kind of toxin. If it cannot be removed at one time, the toxin will remain in the body, and it will return to its original level after a period of time.

Ange nodded, and stretched out his hand towards the silver coin. He is now used to obeying the so-called principle of equivalent exchange. As soon as Lisa leaned over, the soul flames on her body would be transferred to him continuously, so he would naturally not accept a small request. will refuse.

When the holy light rose from An Ge's palm, Yin Coin couldn't help his legs to feel weak. This scene was too magical. The holy light cast by a skeleton, is this holy? Or blasphemy?

He threw more than sixty purification spells on the body of the silver coins in one breath, and it is estimated that the toxins in the bone stubble have been purified, but Ange's purification spells do not have the beauty and rejuvenation effect of Lisa.

It was very difficult for Lisa to complete things in one go, but it was a piece of cake for Ange. After all, when he healed the angel skeleton, he used seven or eight thousand purification spells at every turn, and the mere sixty or so were too easy.

After the treatment, An Ge turned his head and prepared to go back to continue mowing his grass. The scythe spit out the blade light, which made the silver coin's expression tense, and subconsciously took a few steps back: Death sickle? The haunting Death Scythe? Mowing the grass with the Reaper's Scythe?

"My lord, wait a moment." Lisa dragged An Ge back: "President Silver Coin also brought some special products, some rare goods from other planes, let's choose together, my lord."

Before Ange said anything, Negris in his soul became energetic: "Oh, rare goods? Goblin grocery store? You really need to take a good look at this. These goblins can often get some weird things."

Negris was interested, but Ange didn't care, and squatted down on the field ridge. The little zombie sprang out from nowhere, imitating Ange and squatting on the field ridge, and the angel skeleton also flew over and squatted on the other side of Ange.

Lisa Anna and Lan also gathered around, obviously also very interested in the special products brought by the silver coins.

The excuse for sending the silver coins was that they brought a lot of special products and wanted to establish a store base in this world. He had the confidence to say this because of the reputation of the goblin merchant.

Speaking of goblins, everyone thinks of cunning and grocery stores, because there are too many merchants, good and bad.

Of course, there are also goblin engineers who are also famous.

Silver coin took off the shoulder box that he never left. It was a flat and long wooden box with exquisite patterns carved on it, but it was wrapped in cloth, with only one or two corners exposed.

I deliberately found a larger flat ground, spread the cloth for the package on the ground, put the wooden box on the cloth with silver coins, wiped it carefully, and then put the magic power on the palm of my hand and gently pressed it on the wooden box.

The wooden box is obviously locked by magic patterns, and only people with the same magic power fluctuations can open it. Everyone's magic fluctuations are unique. In theory, only the original owner can unlock something locked by magic patterns.

Lan curled his lips, a broken wooden box locked with magic patterns, it was too extravagant.

With a bang sound, the wooden box was turned over, and the upper and lower boxes were spread flat on the cloth, but this did not stop. The size of the box is as big as a bed.

That's okay, what's even more amazing is that the combined thickness of the opened box is definitely thicker than the original wooden box.

"Space artifact?!" Lisa and the women cheered up, and Anna even subconsciously touched the ring on her hand.

She also has a space magic weapon, but it is the symbol of the lord of the Ice City. It originally belonged to her brother, but her brother who threw away the shopkeeper slipped the ring into her, and she didn't know where it went.

And Filin and Lisa also each have a space ring, but they are both small. In this world, there are only three known space magic tools, and there is none in the Devil's Valley. One can imagine the scarcity of these things.

A goblin merchant with silver coins actually has a space magic weapon? Is this world too poor, or is the goblin merchant well-deserved?

It's okay to spread it out to be as big as a bed, and the wooden box is pulled up to a height of two meters, turning into a large cabinet, with about seven floors inside, and each floor is filled with all kinds of weird things.

Negris saw a golden scale at a glance, which was as big as a palm and as thick as a finger, and it was as heavy as metal in his hand: "My... my... my scale, my scale!!"

Seeing Ange's interest in scales, the silver coins subconsciously piled up a professional smile: "My lord, you are really discerning. These are the scales of the legendary brass dragon. According to the legend, the brass dragon is fifty meters long and huge in size. Their fighting power is amazing, and their knowledge is profound, there is nothing in the world that they don’t know, according to legend, if you can get the favor of the brass dragon and learn its god name, you will have infinite knowledge.”

Anger tilted his head, did the goblin mean Negris? Probably not, Negris is not so big, and it is not omniscient, it does not know many things, such as where the king has gone.

The silver coin then blew: "This brass dragon scale has the mysterious power to solve difficulties. Whether it's magic exams, promotions, scientific research, promotions and salary increases, if you wear them on your body, you can achieve your goals smoothly. If I can bow down sooner or later... Ouch."

Before Yin Coin finished speaking, she was slapped on the head by Lisa: "Who are you asking to bow down to?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said I was used to it, and I slipped my tongue." Yin Coin immediately realized what he had done, and let a 'god' worship something else?

To put it seriously, this is blasphemy, and it would be listed as a heresy in the Illuminati Church. Lisa just slapped him, which is really polite.

"After talking about these imaginary things for a long time, it has no other substantive effect? ​​Is your grocery store at this level?"

The silver coin made a bitter face, what is this level? This level is already very high. Well, the scales of the brass dragon are hard to come by, and if they are placed in the human world, they will cause mad rush.

But Lisa is right, Ange is a 'god', and if he breaks his bones, he is probably at the level of a brass dragon scale. Of course, he doesn't like this level.

It's not that I have lowered my level, it's that the 'client' this time is too high-level.

"How much?" Just when the silver coin thought it could not be sold, Ange put on his hat suddenly and asked the silver coin directly. If he didn't ask the price, Negris would blow his soul out.

"Five hundred magic crystals." Don't listen to his bragging, but in fact, he is not sure whether this scale is from a brass dragon, because unlike those elemental dragons, the scales of red dragons, for example, have The powerful fire element can tell the truth by touching it.

The scales of the brass dragon cannot be distinguished from the real and the fake, and they have no real function. Unlike the scales of the fire dragon, they can be enchanted, can be used to refine medicine, and can be added to some fire-type magic products.

The so-called mysterious power of the brass dragon scales was also made up by him, such as having to pass every exam, promotion and salary increase, and Lady Luck's underwear are not so magical.

A scale of a red dragon is only thirty magic crystals, who would spend five hundred magic crystals to buy a scale of a brass dragon? Why did you buy it? favorite? He couldn't afford it, but this thing was too rare, and he wasn't happy to sell it cheap, so he threw it in his hand.

An Ge quickly found a bag of magic crystals. He kept all the magic crystals that sold the essence before, and he had no place to spend them.

He has no idea about money. Lan is different from Lisa, so he hurriedly stopped him. Lisa even took out a bottle of holy essence and asked, "Take this in exchange."

The eyes of the silver coins were all gone, he nodded hurriedly, grabbed them and said, "Deal."

Lisa and Lan exchanged glances.

Lisa said she would use this thing in exchange, but she didn't say how many bottles to exchange. According to the price they sold before, five catties of essence sold for three thousand magic crystals, and a bottle cost about one hundred and twenty. Add more to the bottle.

But the silver coin snatched it without saying a word, and didn't mention how many bottles, that is to say, in the eyes of the silver coin, the price of a bottle of essence is definitely more than five hundred magic crystals.

Lisa leaned over and asked in a low voice: "President Silver Coin, how much does a bottle of this essence sell for in the human world?"

The silver coin froze, and looked at Lisa in embarrassment, but saw a very dangerous light in Lisa's eyes. When some people see money, there is such a light in their eyes. At this time, this kind of person is very dangerous.

"One... one thousand."

Lisa and Lan burst into distressed expressions at the same time: "Oh my god, it's a big loss!"

"I know why the Church of Light is following us. Three thousand magic crystals can be sold for 25,000, which is almost nine times the profit."

"Yes, yes, it's cheaper to sell. If it's several times more expensive, there won't be any trouble, because the cost may be so much."

Hearing Lisa and Lan's distressed look, the silver coins added to the flames: "The ones sold for 1,000 bottles are mixed with water. Yours are very pure, so it's okay to sell them for 1,500."

"Mixed with water?! Profiteer!"

Just when everyone condemned the profiteers in unison, Lan's face suddenly changed, and she listened for a while, and she said with a pale face: "Received a message from the soul, an army of the Church of Light was sent to the city of Ice City. outside."

Yin Coin's face also turned pale, and said anxiously: "It's none of my business."

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