Superman Attack

Today is March 2, which is 32. This number is very auspicious. It must be celebrated.

Humans are creatures after all, and creatures must have biological instincts, and the most important instinct is to live. To live, you must eat a full stomach... Before the major premise of eating a full stomach is not satisfied, everything will be harmonious. The pursuit will be left behind. When human beings were still living a miserable life, ginseng was worthless, and other things like Cordyceps were also worthless. If I don’t talk about it, I will say that my father-in-law had a lot of Cordyceps at home when he was a child, and his father-in-law didn’t like to eat it. Looking at the insect-like shape, he was disgusting and couldn’t put it in his mouth.

But now, a few cordyceps can sell for thousands.

If the father-in-law didn't secretly throw away the cordyceps at home, but saved it and saved it to sell it now, it is estimated that he would have become a millionaire.

The situation in the Demon World is probably the same. Monsters have a problem with eating enough. Who cares what the century-old ginseng is? In their eyes, this thing is grassroots, and if you use it to smash it and cook porridge, they will dislike the taste...

Lin Bai patted the half-orc's broad shoulders with his hands: "Young man, your grass roots look delicious, how about you sell them to me?"

"Grassroots are delicious?" The orc looked at Lin Bai with the same eyes as a fool, but then he thought that this person in front of him was the Demon King, and a little disrespect was a big sin, but he didn't dare to look down on him, and quickly lowered his head and said: "Grassroots What can there be delicious food, this is what the poorest untouchables eat."

Lin Bai said solemnly: "This king is used to eating the delicacies of mountains and seas, and occasionally he has to reminisce about bittersweetness. Eat some grass roots and share the joys and sorrows with the common people, so you sell it to this king."

The orc was moved to tears. The wise and wise king, he obviously has inexhaustible grain to give to his subjects, but he himself has to eat grass roots. This kind of character makes people dare not die? It hurriedly said: "This grass root is worthless at all, I dare not sell it to Lord Demon King, if you want it, the villain can offer it directly."

"How can you be so expensive!" Lin Bai Yangtian snorted, "Well, I'll give you fifty pounds of rice. What do you think?"

After hearing this, the orc fell straight down, stunned by happiness. A mere grass root can actually be exchanged for fifty kilograms of rice. My god, I will do nothing else in the next day, and I will go to the mountain to dig grass roots.

"Who still has grass roots? Bring it up and see!" Lin Bai roared, pointing at the army of monsters.

The army of tens of thousands of monsters brought something back from the mountain. Some people bring treasures from beasts. For example, tiger skins, bear skins, etc., have been fooled away by Lin Bai with clothes. Some people brought some mountain treasures down, some dug mushrooms, some peeled tree bark, some dug grass roots...

Lin Bai let out a roar, and the monsters that had dug up the grass-roots crowded forward. Some monsters are really grass roots, and they have no value at all, or Lin Bai doesn't know the value. He has never studied Chinese medicine. Not very familiar with Chinese herbal medicine, can not tell which grass roots are useful. Which ones are useless, but even fools recognize ginseng, so Lin Bai only chooses ginseng.

After a while, Lin Bai confiscated six old ginsengs, all of which had grown into human shapes, were huge, and were still sticking to fresh soil. Tens of thousands of troops went up the mountain, and only six old ginseng were dug up, indicating that the output of this thing in the devil world is not high.

Lin Bai didn't want this thing to be used by the monsters to cook porridge again, so he pointed to the six old ginseng and said loudly to the monsters: "Everyone knows it clearly, this king likes to eat this grass root, remember its shape, In the future, I will send it to this king, according to the size of the grass roots, this king will exchange the corresponding grain for you, and the bigger the grass roots, the more food you will exchange."

"Yes!" Tens of thousands of troops responded in unison.

Since then, there has been another occupation in the social division of labor in the devil world, called "root digger", most of which are held by tauren. Monsters of this race have a very keen sense of plants, compared to other monsters It is easier to dig up the "grass roots" that the Demon King likes to eat. Moreover, the places where the roots are dug are often deep mountains and old forests, where monsters are haunted, and the tauren has strong fighting ability, and can also ensure their own safety in such an environment. Although this race of flower demons also knows plants well, they dare not go deep into the mountains to dig their roots, which is too dangerous.

Lin Bai put the six old ginseng in a plastic bag, and then carried a pack of tiger skin and bear skin, and returned to the human world. As for the remaining leather, he left it in the Heilong City Lord's Mansion for the time being, and went to get it later.

On this side of the human world, Yu Tuo, the captain of the Roaring Engineering Team, has been waiting a little anxiously. He has been sitting in the living room of Lin Bai's house for the past few days. When he sees his house, he hurries up to meet him: "Boss Lin, you Has the equipment been transported up the mountain?"

Seeing his anxious look, Lin Bai said angrily, "What are you in a hurry for? Are you afraid that I will take all your machines privately? I have already dispatched military transport planes to transport all those machines to the mountains. The engineering team convene, bring enough daily necessities, just go up the mountain with me... The mountain is a place where birds don't shit, you have to bring all your daily necessities by yourself."

Yu Tuo said with great joy: "Yes! Then I'll go to assemble the staff to prepare for the start of work."

The big man happily ran out of Lin Bai's house and disappeared in a flash. Lin Bai stood on the street and shouted at the Bingxin mobile phone store: "Sister Ye Qing, did you see it? The guy who just left my house is the muscular man you like. Do you want me to introduce you? He wants Undertake my project, dare not give me face, if I ask him to date you, he promises not to refuse."

Bingshan Beauty was both angry and funny, she rolled her eyes at Lin Bai, and said coldly, "I think he has good-looking muscles doesn't mean I want to be friends with him. When you see a beautiful female star while watching TV, you want to marry him. Is she? Besides, what's the difference between blackmailing someone on a date with a project, and blackmailing an actress to sleep with you when you invest in a movie?"

Lin Bai thought about it carefully and thought it made sense. He thought that Zhang Zhizhi was very good-looking, but he never thought of marrying Zhang Zhizhi as his wife. These are two different things and cannot be confused.

"By the way, door-to-door neighbors, don't say I don't take care of you, my ancestors handed down a white tiger skin, which is very awesome, I'll give it to you to make a tiger skin vest, your cold face is matched with a white The fur is just right." Lin Bai threw a white tiger skin to Ye Qing, and then went back to his house.

"Really fake? What else is the ancestral white tiger skin? Don't be artificial..." Bingshan Beauty was halfway through, looking at the tiger skin in her hand, dumbfounded, the gloss of this fur, God! It could never be faux leather, and there was a bit of tiger blood in one spot. The first thing that came to her mind was that Lin Bai was rich now and bought a poached tiger skin from the black market. This was an illegal transaction... However, he bought a tiger skin at the risk of being caught. How can I not be moved when I make clothes?

The iceberg beauty hugged the white tiger skin and couldn't help but go crazy.

When Lin Bai returned home, he saw the Demon King soaking in the hot spring and enjoying the eel rice bowl. This kind of strange rice bowl is a special dish of Fusang. Of course, it is made by a black-haired female samurai. Her cooking skills are very good, at least better than most of the people Lin Bai knows. Fusang women are really good at home. very powerful.

The thief leaned over to the Demon King, Lin Bai took out a century-old old ginseng from the plastic bag: "Wife, do you see what good things my husband brought back? Go back and make chicken soup for you, it's a big boost. ."

The Demon King glanced at it and hummed: "I thought it was really a good thing, but it turned out to be grass roots. When I was a child, this king often dug up this thing to eat, and the taste was bitter and astringent, not as good as radish."

"I'll wipe it!" Lin Bai forgot for a while, this woman was also a poor man from the devil world, and there was no reason to talk to her, and the century-old ginseng should not be shown to her.

After returning to the living room and sitting down, Lin Bai thought about it more and more, the more he felt, he clearly had six precious ginseng sticks in his hand, but he couldn't show it to others. There is an old saying: "If you don't return wealth and honor to your hometown, it's like walking in brocade clothes at night", which means that "if a person does not pretend to be a force after becoming rich, then he is still a poor force".

Lin Bai thought about it carefully, how can he make the best use of it? Last time, I brought the gem to Aunt Qin, but she used it as a plexiglass as a paperweight. There are not many people on this old street who know the goods... Maybe this ginseng was taken out and it was boiled as grass roots. Porridge, these guys are just as unchasing as the monsters in the demon world.

Suddenly, a light flashed in my mind, yes, Liu Tieshou, who ran rampant in the arena thirty years ago, must be a savvy person!

Lin Bai happily carried the plastic bag and ran to the "Old Woman Rice Noodle" shop on the street.

Liu Tieshou, who ran rampant in the world 30 years ago, and Zheng Hongxiu, who ran rampant 30 years ago, are cooking rice noodles together. The rich people's hobbies are strange, and they have a net worth of tens of billions. This old man likes to cook rice noodles, God knows what he thinks.

Lin Bai threw the plastic bag in his hand on the table and said with a smile, "Lao Liu and Granny Zheng, I recently went to play in the mountains and got some local produce from the mountains. brought to you."

When people get old~www.wuxiaspot.com~, they will cherish life more and pay attention to health preservation. This is what Mr. Liu is like. Hearing "the local products from the mountains", his eyes lit up and he walked over with a smile: "What is it? We can't find anything good in the surrounding mountains in Shuangqing. Son, let me think about it... Hey, it is said that the wild kiwi in the Black Valley is good, and the wild mushrooms in Shizhu and Wulong are delicious, it should be one of the two."

Lin Bai laughed, neither admitting nor denying it.

Liu Lao picked up the plastic bag, opened it and glanced in, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my mother..."

Granny Zheng wondered, "Why are you shouting so exaggeratedly? What's in it?"

The old man Liu screamed: "This... This is at least a hundred years old ginseng... A treasure that money can't buy, it's actually packed in a plastic bag, my god... My wife, go home quickly. Go get the best mahogany box..." (To be continued...)

ps: Thanks to the righteous residents for the reward of 100

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