I Became the God of Light

In the early morning, not only did they get up diligently, but others even got up earlier than the three of them.

The three of them looked towards the road and saw pieces of fur of different colors on the ground, with many strange items on them.

They were startled, and while there were still some spaces left, they quickly ran over and started setting up the stall in a hurry.

Since they didn't bring any animal skins, they had to take a piece of animal skin clothing and put it on the ground, and then took out the items in the storage bag one by one.

Snowflake salt, various snow-white porcelain, some chili peppers, ginger.

After putting all these things on the animal skin, it didn't take long for people to come around and watch.

A middle-aged man wearing thick animal skins with some dirt on his body came up with a female tribesman. The man curiously pointed to the salt on the animal skins and said, "What is this? It looks pretty."

Kuang explained, "This is our tribe's specialty, snowflake salt."

As he introduced each other, the man and woman cast a surprised look at him, not only the two of them, but also the other people around them who heard it.

"Is this true?" the woman asked in surprise.

She couldn't believe that the white stuff on the animal skin was actually salt?

Compared to the black and yellow salt, this snow-white salt is like a foreign species. Not only does it look very clean, but its fineness is also extraordinary.

In front of a stall next to the stall of Mao San San, a young man with a round face and ordinary appearance sneered when he heard this, "I don't believe it!"

"Look at mine, it looks like salt!"

As he spoke, he proudly pointed to a jar of yellow and rough salt on his stall.

"This is produced by our Rock Tribe. Not only is the bitter taste very light, but the color is also very beautiful. Even the Thunder Tribe uses our salt!"

"Five first-level faith crystals, you can get such a jar!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and a tall and strong man said in surprise, "It's actually the Rock Tribe?!"

Someone next to him was confused and asked. The tall and strong man looked around and explained.

"Most of the salt we all eat comes from the Yan tribe. The salt they produce can be good or bad. Looking at the salt in this jar, it should be the best salt from the Yan tribe."

"I see!"

The crowd suddenly understood and looked at the round-faced young man with awe in their eyes. At the same time, they looked at the yellow salt with longing in their eyes.

Yan tribe produces the best quality salt, it must be very good!

The smile on the face of the round-faced young man Bai Shi was a little dazzled by the gazes.

He proudly turned to look at the three spearmen, "The salt of yours looks better and finer than that of our tribe. I don't believe there is anything better than our tribe's!"

"Even if yours looks better, it definitely doesn't taste as good as ours!"

Of course, he spared no effort to promote his own salt. Even his tribe had killed many competing tribes like this.

Except that their own salt is indeed better, the other thing is the strength of the tribe.

He sneered secretly.

"You can try it." Li glanced at him expressionlessly.

"Okay, then I'll try it!" With a disdainful attitude, Shiraishi pinched some snowflake salt with his fingers, then put it in his mouth to taste it carefully.

"What is this?" As soon as he entered the room, his eyes widened.

"What's wrong?"

The people around him stared at him closely and felt strange when they saw him like this. They thought there was something wrong with the snowflake salt.

Thinking about it, how could there be such white salt? It looks weird.

However, before she could speak, Shiraishi murmured in astonishment, "It's really salt!"

real?

Everyone onlookers were stunned, looking at the snow-white salt in surprise. Is there really such a color of salt?

Before they could ask, Shiraishi looked in disbelief and asked, "How come this salt doesn't have a bitter taste!"

Although the voice was small, it was heard by the people around him.

What, no bitter taste?

A series of disbelieving eyes stared at Xuehua Yanshang.

They were more surprised by the lack of bitterness than the color.

They know that even the salt from the Rock Tribe has a bitter taste, but this snow-white salt does not. What does this mean?

This is definitely Beyond Rock Tribe, the best salt out there!

Even the people of the Yan tribe were shocked when they ate it, so you can imagine how good this salt is.

"This salt should be very expensive, right?" Some people's eyes showed desire, but they were hesitant because of the possible high price.

Salt is inherently a precious item. Even in the Thunder Tribe, not everyone can use salt unscrupulously. On the contrary, they are very frugal.

The Thunder Tribe is like this, let alone small tribes like them. The value of salt is almost the same as the god-given fruit.

Kuang grinned and said, "It's not expensive, just a small bowl of ten faith crystals."

As he spoke, he pointed to a small white porcelain bowl and gestured to the people who were gradually surrounding him.

Subconsciously looking at the small bowl, everyone was stunned again.

There is nothing in this bowl. They have all seen it before, but the one in front of them is different. Not only is it as white as salt, it is also very delicate and smooth.

In surprise, a man knelt down and touched the small bowl.

"It's very smooth!" he said in surprise.

"Let me touch it!"

After a while, the crowd rushed to touch the bowl, all with surprise on their faces.

Another precious thing that has never been seen before!

They couldn't help but become curious, what kind of tribe did they come up with these two things?

"How many crystals are needed for this bowl?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"The same amount as salt," Spear said.

Everyone thought for a moment and felt that it was very cheap. Although it was much more expensive than ordinary salt and bowls, it was worth the money after all, and no one thought it was unreasonable.

"Give me a bowl of salt!" Someone gritted his teeth and decided.

"Okay!" The three Kuang people looked at each other and smiled.

Soon the people around him couldn't wait to take action, fearing that they would be gone if they were too slow.

Shiraishi looked angry.

Even though his salt was cheaper, the stares disappeared and they were all attracted to the salt of the three people next to him. He was also ignored by the others.

This situation made his face turn blue and white.

It's a pity that the crowd would not stop because of his anger, but instead grabbed more and more enthusiastically.

In just a blink of an eye, all the salt and bowls carried by the spear were sold out, and 320 first-level faith crystals were harvested.

"It's gone now? Why don't you bring more?"

"That's right!"

People who didn't buy it complained one after another.

Kuang said apologetically, "We only brought so much. If you want to trade in large quantities, you can go to our Yanhuang tribe."

"Yanhuang tribe?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they secretly wrote down the name of the tribe, preparing to go to the Thunder Tribe to inquire about its location later.

Then go back and discuss with the priest or leader, and you can trade salt and this kind of bowl in large quantities.

Of course, in addition to those who want to trade normally, there are also those who have greed in their eyes and want to make mistakes.