Son of the Olden Days

"Do you know pharmacy?" Phines looked at Saul suspiciously.

This little shiitake mushroom actually knows pharmacy?

Saul was caught off guard, and he couldn't get up anymore, and some of the rhetoric that was supposed to drive up prices were useless.

It seems that I think this race is too backward. Although the living conditions of their continent are difficult and the population is not dense, it still has a long historical background, and the progress of civilization should not be that low.

But the problem is not big, the other party can recognize it better, and the effect of the medicine is the hard indicator that ultimately determines the price.

"Yes, the healing potion can be used to treat certain injuries, and the antidote can allow you to let go of your hands and feet when facing the enemies of poisonous frogs and snakes. However, because of the limited containers, the two types that I bring now are only samples. ." Thor explained.

In fact, there is a flaw in this matter. When Thor first became Hawak, he was bitten by a poisonous snake and fell into a coma. Now he suddenly threatened that he would prepare an antidote, which seems a bit difficult to explain.

But Saul didn't care about this, anyway, he already had enough survival guarantee, even if he left the team, he would not starve to death. As for whether everyone in the team will have any suspicions because of this, that is their own question.

"So, do you want to exchange something for us with the salt and potion you brought?" Phines asked, holding his hand.

"Yes, besides, I can also teach you some simple trap techniques, which will allow you to get enough food without any effort every day. This can also be included in the trading list." Sol continued to increase his side. Bargaining chips.

Sol thinks very clearly, as long as he has a tight grasp of the source of technology, the downstream products he produces can be exchanged at will.

In order to pay the corresponding value, the whole team is actually changing to work for themselves. After all, they themselves don't know how to cook salt and make medicines. As for the trap technique, they are just a bonus for them.

"Then what do you want to change?" Phines looked calm as a whole. Obviously, these things from Sol didn't shock her much. Of course, this may also be just a disguised expression when bargaining.

What to change? Thor turned his head and looked around.

"His long sword, untie him, and give it to me. And the hemp gown on him, two of them." Thor pointed to the long sword on the waist of a male captain next to him. Thor has been using it all this time. Dagger, if he had to choose, he still wanted to use his proficient long sword.

There are some coveted things in this team, but not too many. Sol looked around and lifted the tent and walked out.

"This iron pan belongs to me." To the people who followed him, Sol pointed to an iron pan on the fire that was boiling water.

There are two such iron pot teams, and Thor wants one to be nothing more than boiling water and cooking meat to improve his daily life.

It seemed that there was nothing good about it, so Sol walked to the bedding that had just been laid out by a certain captain. The bedding is very simple, but it is made of coarse linen anyway, which is obviously much higher than running around with a bale of hay on his back.

"There are two sets of such bedding, both new, and two more pottery bowls. The two tents are also mine." In the white eyes of the captains, Saul was not polite, and pointed. I quickly finished talking about my needs.

There were only three tents in the entire camp, and Sol only left Phines's, which was obviously to take over the two captains' dens. However, this is also normal. Since it is a transaction, the price must be raised a little bit, leaving a certain amount of room for others to bargain.

"As long as you provide enough containers, I will send ten healing potions and antidote to the potions later." Sol turned to face Phines who followed behind him, and offered his final price.

This poor team only has something like this, and the other Thors don't like it much.

The fat man Kratan who followed quietly tugged Sol's clothes, as if he had something to say, but Sol shook his head slightly.

He knew that the fat man might want to talk about the problem of who is worth and who is not, in other words, the problem of transaction premiums. It is possible that Sol paid too much here, or asked for too much from the team, would it be inappropriate?

In fact, this transaction is of little significance to Sol. Although the process seems to be one-by-one, whether it is paid or exchanged, it is all trivial things, and it is regarded as a joy in hardship.

So Saul didn't care who had the advantage, and what he got back in the final analysis was just some rags to improve his life. Sol is prepared to do the best deal in one go, save it and go back and forth about this trivial matter.

After this transaction was completed, the team had nothing to do with it. As for if they still want their own things after eating and using them up, it may depend on their mood.

But the joke is a joke, looking around the entire territory, Saul's mood is inevitably a little serious.

This team has fled in the maze for nearly a hundred years, and has to face attrition and survival difficulties all day long. After so many years, it has worked so hard to save so much, which shows how difficult life is.

But the transaction is a transaction after all, and certain principles must be maintained.

These people hate their own Hawak identity, although it is understandable, but Saul will not give it away with his face.

A long sword, two robes, an iron pot, two sets of bedding, and two tents, these were all things Thor asked for. Phines lowered his head and remained silent, seeming to be weighing the feasibility of this transaction.

She has black shiny shoulder-length hair, perhaps for the convenience of running, she only tied a neat single ponytail at random behind her head. Such hair color is relatively rare in Saul's impression.

The slender eyebrows raise a graceful range, the delicate little nose and the little pink mouth, with pointed ears and purple skin. Obviously, this cheap sister belongs to the wild and coquettish type. It does not refer to her character, but this kind of beauty without makeup.

"Buddy, take off your weapon." Finally Phines raised his head and said to the male captain with a long sword on his waist.

"Captain, I..." The male captain, known as Buddy, had a look of dismay. Obviously, this long sword had accompanied him to fight for many years. It was considered a partner who was born to death. The captain's command made him feel a little confused for a while.

"Change it to him." Phines sighed softly, her tone of calmness not harsh.

Buddy raised his hand and stroked the blade very reluctantly, but in the end he untied the long sword and inserted it on the ground.

Sol stood on the side and felt a little shock in his heart. On the one hand, it was Phines's authority in the team, and on the other hand, seeing Phines's actions at the moment, it seemed that he was ready to take over the deal.

Thor knows the significance of a commonly used weapon to a professional. Although it is not higher than life, its value is not lower than that of a reliable partner.

In fact, my own request can be said to be a bit excessive. I have confiscated other people's personal weapons and pulled out other people's tents. But again, when the transaction starts, it is natural to call a high price, leaving room for others to bargain.

What surprised Saul was that Phines actually agreed, and he didn't even counter-offer. This kind of cheerful attitude even made Saul a little suspicious. Is it really because of the value of salt and medicine? Or is there any other reason that I don't know?

Quietly raising his eyes and scanning Sol's expression, Phines spread his hands against the materials piled in front of him.

"This transaction can be completed, but you have not paid enough." Phines said suddenly.

The other party wants to change more? It turned out that he was waiting for himself here, and the suspicion that Thor had just raised was a little less.

"Since it is not enough, I can add some more things appropriately, but in fact bartering is only one aspect, I may have other ways. For example, you can hire me to be the chef of the team." Saul lowered his head to think for a moment and gave New suggestions.

Thor is not going to increase the output of potions anymore, because the tools in the maze are limited, and the potion preparation is still a bit troublesome, and it will inevitably take up a lot of his time. So Sol raised another condition, which is to cook for the team.

Although cooking also takes time, as long as the ingredients are processed in advance, it is actually very simple to process it yourself.

The key is that the team is burdened with hunting. You and Kratan will no longer have to worry about food in the future. Just come over and eat and drink on time every day. You can also focus on searching for monsters to improve your strength.

When it comes to cooking, the key lies in the various seasonings. As long as you grasp the source of this and don't let go, when the tastes of these guys in the team have been cultivated, they will have to beg for themselves.

"Chef? Do you know how to cook?" Phines was stunned when he heard Saul's answer, and then looked suspicious.

"What's cooking? If I'm in a good mood, I can still sing!" Hearing Phines's questioning, Saul rolled his eyes at his cheap sister, and then waved behind him.

Kratan walked forward with vision and showed what he was carrying, but his face was very resentful and regretful. It would be nice if you didn't get to this point, then these foods are all your own.

Everyone then remembered that Kratan had followed Sol, and he was strictly speaking of Sol’s person. It's just that the rhythm of this transaction has been taken away by Sol, and now everyone has noticed that Kratan is also carrying something on his back.

Putting down a small rattan basket-like object, Kratan lifted the lid on the basket.

Everyone is not unfamiliar with the things in the basket. There are only three roast chickens. The only strange thing is that the color of the roast chicken is not the familiar golden golden color, but a faint tan. The appearance can only be said to be OK.

Now the roast chicken no longer emits heat, and the aroma is no longer strong.

"Try it?" Saul shook his head at his cheap sister, motioning for her to try the taste of roast chicken.

Phines hadn't spoken yet, and the captain Buddy, who had lost his sword, took the initiative to stand up.

"Captain, this kind of unknown source may be poisoned. I think it should be more cautious. Let me try it first." Buddy said to Phines as he stepped forward. I picked one at random and took a bite.

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