Cataclysm: Baoyou, This Is Not A Good Deal

"It's sunny today! 』

"It's cloudy and sunny today! 』

"Today, my Rabbit Mengmeng's mood suddenly cleared up!" 』

On the flat open space, a temporary tent was built. The materials of the tent are completely taken from nature. The tent is a huge leaf, the canopy is a tree trunk, and the rope is made of rattan.

inside the tent.

Dozens of chairs are placed around the round solid wood table. Tu Mengmeng and Tu Mengmeng sit together, Zhang Xibao sits aside, and other seats include cows, horses, sheep, deer, rats, etc. Vegetarian nobles them.

"Everyone, I'm the businessman I'm going to trade with you this time, my humble Qilin, from the Daxia clan." Zhang Xibao made a simple self-introduction.

Representatives of the vegetarian group began to whisper, and everyone was still wary of outsiders.

"Ahem..."

An old goat said: "We welcome outsiders' transactions, but how can you prove that you are from the Great Xia tribe, and not a spy from the meat-eating tribe? You should know that this kind of thing has happened once."

Regarding what the old goat said, Zhang Xibao had already learned from the rabbit tribe that after the Daxia tribe left, the carnivorous tribe sent a shaved and clothed baboon to pretend to be an outsider, which almost caused the vegetarian tribe to be wiped out by the carnivorous tribe. .

Zhang Xibao looked around at the beasts and smiled: "Everyone, I am indeed here to trade, and I can't prove myself that I am from the Daxia tribe, but I brought the food for the trade, a lot of food, if I am really a spy , it is impossible for spies to bring you food that can last for several years, right?"

"several years?"

Suddenly a big cow spoke: "Mr. Qilin, have you misunderstood? One meal of mine is equivalent to the food of a hundred members of the Rabbit Clan. Let alone the food of so many tribes, it is the food of my Cow Clan." It is impossible for you to take out the food of the year!"

"Yes, yes, we have so many ethnic groups, how much can you sell as a merchant?"

For a moment, the animals chattered and chatted.

"quiet!"

"quiet!"

"Currently, the food is not important, the important thing is to let Qilin prove his identity!" The old goat hissed.

A Rat Clan guy shouted loudly: "Why is food not important, or I'll let tens of thousands of people in my family come to your house to eat? We don't eat much, after all, a hundred meals are not as good as Mr. Niu's meal..."

Big Niutou was not happy: "I only eat one meal a day, you eat eight meals a day, isn't that enough?"

"Who told you to have four stomachs, a natural foodie, wasting food and air while living..."

Tu Mengmeng sighed helplessly: "The guys of the vegetarian family are like this, they are relatively weak-tempered, they quarrel and can't make up their minds about one thing. After so many years, the meat-eaters haven't eaten us, it's God's blessing." gone."

Seeing that everyone was about to fight, Zhang Xibao knocked on the table: "Everyone stop arguing, let's look at the goods first..."

"Yes, let's see the goods first!" Tu Mengmeng, a foodie, nodded in agreement.

Everyone calmed down and looked at Zhang Xibao in unison.

Zhang Xibao hooked his hands: "Everyone come with me, the space here is too small."

Zhang Xibao led the beasts to a platform cleared by the Clan of Rabbits.

"Everyone had better be mentally prepared..."

Zhang Xibao reminded, stretched out his finger to the open space, the Tongtian Treasure House opened automatically, and bags of melons, fruits and vegetables began to appear.

huh huh huh...

The carrots were piled almost into a hill.

The vegetarians around have already been sluggish.

"God, I must be dreaming!" The old goat fainted directly.

The guy from the Rat Tribe held a carrot and muttered to himself: "I can't finish eating this for a lifetime!"

The rat race is petite, and the mountains of food are like heaven to them.

"Mr. Niu, do you think this food is enough for all ethnic groups to feed for a year?" Zhang Xibao asked with a smile.

"Enough, enough, we of the Niu Clan want to trade with Mr. Qilin!" Daniel said impatiently.

"So are we!"

"We trade too!"

With Brother Niu as an example, the guys from the vegetarian family offered to trade one after another.

"Okay, come one by one!"

Everyone returned to the tent and looked at Zhang Xibao.

"The Rabbit Clan traded with the Holy Land, let's talk about what you can come up with!" Zhang Xibao raised his hand and asked everyone to discuss their own bargaining chips.

"Mr. Qilin must be very interested in these shiny stones that our Rat Clan dug up from the ground!"

The guy from the Rat Clan took out a spirit stone and showed it to Zhang Xibao. Zhang Xibao was overjoyed that exchanging vegetables and seeds for spirit stones was a good deal, so he nodded: "It can be traded!"

"Can we exchange the shed antlers for food?" a sika deer with big horns asked.

Zhang Xibao thought that the velvet antler would be good for him, so he would soak it in spirit wine when he went back, and he would receive another large amount of income, so he waved his hand, "No problem!"

"Is wool okay?"

"Can!"

"Do you want cow hair?"

"want!"

"The wooden products of our ethnic group are very good, Mr. Qilin, let's trade some back!"

"Okay!"

Trading was in full swing in the tent, and soon every ethnic group got the food and seeds they wanted, and Zhang Xibao made a lot of money.

the next day.

Tu Mengmeng found Zhang Xibao suddenly and told him: "Winter is coming, and the vegetarian family will hold a worship ceremony to pray for a safe winter. Mr. Qilin must attend."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xibao asked curiously.

"Yes, I have!"

Tu Mengmeng was in a hurry and told Zhang Xibao: "All the vegetarians agree to make you, Mr. Qilin, the God of Plenty!"

"What the hell?" Zhang Xibao was a little surprised.

"We hold sacrificial ceremonies every year. Gardenia of the Great Xia Tribe is the goddess of wisdom of the vegetarian family. She has brought us knowledge, and Mr. Qilin, you have provided us with winter food and improved seeds. You are the god of abundance!"

Tu Mengmeng brought Zhang Xibao to the sacrificial place, where there were two huge wooden statues, one was a woman with a vague face, and the other was Zhang Xibao himself.

"Does the wooden one rot easily?" Zhang Xibao sucked his teeth.

Tu Mengmeng nodded: "Yes, yes, we have to remake the statue every year, so after so many years, the face of the Goddess of Wisdom has been blurred, and we don't remember what she looks like!"

"That's it..."

Zhang Xibao thought for a while, took out the fine gold ore, and used his divine power to refine two statues on the spot.

"Hey, this is my handsome face!" Zhang Xibao looked at the statue with satisfaction.

The orcs all look at the same appearance of human beings, so the statues they make are not flexible. This statue made by Zhang Xibao is different, and it completely shows his handsomeness.

There is nothing else to replace the wood with expensive fine gold. He wants to experiment and see if the statue worshiped by the Su Zhi clan can give him a lot of confidence!

If possible, this statue made of pure gold can be left here, and let them worship every year, ah no, it is best to worship every day!