Chapter 142 142: Antibiotics

With minced garlic flowers in his hand, Aslan pondered for a long time, then suddenly laughed.

Why is he so stupid? This thing is indeed not a rare species, but if it is purchased on a large scale, it will definitely increase the price.

The elves are known as the darlings of nature, although most of the elves in the Gareth tribe have lost their magic power.

But they themselves have a natural perception and affinity for plants, and they are best at cultivating plants.

The real reason why Gareth was unable to grow the succulent fruit was that Aslan controlled the saplings of the succulent fruit tree.

If you want to steal the whole tree quietly, even a great swordsman can't do it.

As long as Gareth's tribe is allowed to successfully plant garlic flowers, especially if they are planted on a large scale, it will definitely affect his agricultural production, and it will be his lifeline at that time.

Aslan suddenly laughed.

Germain's scalp was numb, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The transaction between the two was considered a success. Including the gold ore, they bought a total of 32 gold coins. At this price, German definitely lost money.

The gold mine alone was worth the price, let alone other things, but German still happily took the gold coins to Changfeng Town for big purchases.

This price is naturally a loss in human society, but German is a foreign race, even if he sells things in human society, because of his foreign identity, he will be lowered even lower.

Aslan's price was already very fair in his eyes.

He mainly bought salt and grain in Changfeng Town, and left excitedly.

Changfeng Town was really willing to open up to him, and this alone was enough for German to be excited. He was going to spend all the more than 30 gold coins, mainly to buy grain and salt, plus a little cloth.

Naturally, he can't use so many things by himself.

This is to be sold to the tribes to earn money from the tribes.

To put it simply, it is to prepare to be a loser.

Aslan was naturally aware of Germain's plan, and still supported him very much.

Only in this way can the goods of Merlot Town be bought all over the Changfeng Plain.

Most of the things German bought have the trademark of Merlot Town on them. As long as the buyers know about it, they will rush to Changfeng Town soon.

After all, the goods sold in Changfeng Town are not bad, and the price is not as exorbitant as that of other human towns.

Early the next morning, Aslan led the knight guards ready to go, and Gareth also appeared outside Changfeng Town at the right time.

He told Master Merlin about the discovery of the iron mine last night, and Master Merlin's decision was similar to what Elijah said. He asked Lord Merlot for the amount of steel, but he made one more request, that is Merlot The lord must provide a batch of food to the dwarves on time every month, so as to ensure that the dwarves will not starve because of mining.

After Gareth said the conditions to Aslan, it took him a long time to see Aslan nodding in agreement, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yes, I agree to supply 400,000 catties of food to the dwarves every month." Aslan said lightly.

With Aslan's consent, Gareth felt relieved and began to lead the way, but just after walking less than a dozen miles, he saw Belmode leading dozens of elite barbarian fighters blocking their only way.

Aslan stopped five or six hundred meters ahead of time, this was to reserve distance for the next knight to charge.

After all, the actual combat power of a knight without a charge is no different from that of a swordsman in heavy armor.

"Lord Aslan! Let me negotiate." Gareth said solemnly.

Aslan nodded, and Gareth rushed over with his feet on the horse's back.

"Get ready, we'll run back if something happens." Aslan said very timidly.

But everyone nodded in agreement. They are now deep in the Changfeng Plain, in the territory of a foreign race. Although there are only a few dozen people in front of them, the ghost knows if there are ambushes around.

After a while, Gareth walked back with Belmode with a strange expression on his face.

"Lord Aslan! Belmode wants to bring you guards on this trip to the Changfeng Plain."

Hearing this, Aslan couldn't help laughing. He recalled the scene of meeting Belmode for the first time in his previous life.

At that time, Belmode also took the initiative to seek a job as a bodyguard.

It's just that Aslan was a strong soldier at that time, so he naturally refused. Later, when he fought against the Ottoman Kingdom, he hired Belmode to help him fight several battles.

Everyone didn't understand why Aslan suddenly burst out laughing.

"Do you think I need it? What price are you going to ask me to pay?" Aslan asked with great interest.

Belmode nodded very definitely.

"Of course it is necessary. Although the Changfeng Plain is occupied by alien races and gradually forming a social system, there are still many uncivilized demi-humans living here, and they will attack any creature they see."

"As for the price? My brothers are all brave and skilled barbarian fighters. Two hundred catties of food per person a day is not too much!"

Gareth subconsciously opened his mouth wide.

Belmode really dared to speak. One person weighed two hundred catties, and more than thirty people would weigh six thousand catties a day. It would take a week to go from here to the North Wind Prairie, and even if it was just for a stroll, it would take half a month to go back and forth.

The food is also very profitable!

"Fair enough!" said Aslan, nodding his head.

Gareth wanted to say, I'll go back and bring some people over as guards too.

"But I can't trust you!" Aslan said, referring to a group of people in Belmode.

Gareth understood instantly.

Aslan was afraid that when the time came, it would be easier to ask the gods than to send them away.

Belmode frowned slightly.

"One great swordsman, three swordsmen, two thousand catties of food a day, and pay the bill when we go back." Aslan said suddenly.

Belmode agreed without even thinking about it, and Gareth instantly understood Aslan, even if they planned to do black hands at that time, Aslan and the others would have the strength to fight.

Belmode sent the other tribesmen away and trotted along with Aslan. Because of the long journey, he didn't dare to let the horse run fast all the way, and he had to keep the horsepower.

Four days later, in front of a town located at the junction of the North Wind Prairie and the Changfeng Plain, Aslan and his party rushed over.

This is Wind City, the stronghold built by the grassland elves, and it happens to be stuck on the only way from the Changfeng Plain to the North Wind Prairie.

Looking at the city wall full of murderous aura, Aslan had to admit that the grassland elves, who had been in war for many years, had already mastered a lot of skills in war.

"This is the city established by the grassland elves. It is the only trading town in our Changfeng Plain. Not only can you buy the local products of the North Wind Prairie, but you can also buy a lot of things from the Ottoman Kingdom."

Gareth said as he walked.

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