Chapter 142： 142: Antibiotics (Second! Don't stop the recommendation ticket)

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

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

The elves are known as natural darlings, although most of the elves of the Gareth tribe have lost their magical powers.

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 plant the saplings was that Aslan controlled the saplings of the saplings.

If you want to steal the entire tree silently, even the Great Sword Master can't do it.

As long as Gareth's tribe can successfully plant garlic flowers, especially after large-scale planting, it will definitely affect his agricultural production, and it will be his lifeblood.

Aslan laughed suddenly.

German saw his scalp numb, and he didn't know what he was thinking about again.

The transaction between the two was also considered a success, including the gold ore, a total of thirty-two gold coins were bought. At this price, German was definitely at a loss.

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

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

In his eyes, Aslan's price was already very fair.

He bought salt and food mainly in Changfeng Town, and left with excitement.

Changfeng Town is really willing to open up to him. This alone is enough for German to be excited. He is going to spend all the thirty-odd gold coins, mainly buying food and salt, and adding a little cloth.

He naturally can't use so many things alone.

This is ready to be sold by various tribes and earn money in the hands of various tribes.

Simply put, it is ready to be a bad man.

Aslan naturally knew German's wicked idea, 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 that German bought had the Merlot trademark on them. As long as the buyers knew it, they would flood Changfeng Town soon.

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

Early the next morning, Aslan led the Cavaliers to get ready to go, and Gareth also appeared outside Changfeng Town at an appropriate time.

He talked to Master Merlin about the discovery of the iron ore last night. Master Merlin’s decision was similar to what Elijah said. He asked Lord Merlot for the amount of steel, but 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 be hungry because of mining.

After Gareth told Aslan the conditions, it took a long time to see Aslan nod and agree, 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 also felt relieved and began to lead the way, but just after walking less than a dozen miles away, he saw Belmode leading dozens of elite barbarian warriors blocking their only path.

Aslan stopped in advance at a distance of five or six hundred meters, in order to wait for the Cavaliers to charge and reserve the distance.

After all, there is no charging knight, and the actual combat effectiveness 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 horse back on his feet.

"Prepare everything, as soon as there is a situation, we will run back." Aslan said very embarrassed.

But everyone nodded in agreement. They are now deep in the Changfeng Plain, in an alien territory. Even though there are only dozens of people in front of them, the ghost knows if there are ambushes around them.

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

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

When Aslan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. 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 the Aslan soldiers at that time were strong and strong, and naturally refused, and later when they fought with the Ottoman Kingdom, they hired Belmode to help him fight several times.

No one knew why Aslan suddenly laughed.

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

Belmode nodded very surely.

"Of course it is necessary. Although the Changfeng Plain is occupied by foreign races and a social system is slowly formed, there are still many uncivilized demihumans living here. They will attack any creatures they see."

"As for the price? My brothers are brave and good fighting barbarian warriors, two hundred catties a day for one person is not too much!"

Gareth opened his mouth subconsciously.

Belmode really dared to speak, one person was 200 catties, and more than 30 people would cost 6,000 catties a day. It would take a week to get to the North Wind Prairie from here, and even if it was just going for a stroll, it would take half a month to go back and forth.

Food is so profitable too!

"It's fair!" Aslan nodded and said.

Gareth wanted to say that I would also go back and bring some people over as a guard.

"But I can't trust you!" Aslan pointed to the Belmode group.

When Garreston knew it.

Aslan is afraid that when the time comes, it will be easy to ask God to give it away.

Belmode frowned slightly.

"One big sword master, three sword masters, two thousand catties of food a day, go back and settle the bill." Aslan suddenly said.

Belmode agreed without even thinking about it, and Gareth also instantly understood Aslan, even if they were going to play a black hand, Aslan and the others would have the power to fight.

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

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

Here is the Windy City, a fortress built with prairie elves, which happens to be the only way to the north wind prairie on the Changfeng Plain.

Looking at the murderous city wall in front of him, Aslan had to admit that the prairie elves who had been in war for many years had also mastered a lot of war skills.

"This is the city established by the prairie elves. It is the only trading town in our Changfeng Plain. You can not only buy the local products of the Northern Wind Prairie, but also many things from the Ottoman Kingdom."

Gareth said as he walked.