Chapter 109: Making Money Properly

In the stone room, the masked man pointed to the figure in front of him and said, the eyes under the mask stared at Xia Tuo.

"Make an offer."

Xia Tuo asked aloud, he didn't expect that Zejin City really had the slave he wanted.

The reason why these people sell the members of the lower tribes directly as slaves is actually because these people have branded their tribal totems long ago. Even if they buy them back, they can only be slaves. The repulsion between the totems cannot be integrated at all. .

"Six pure-blood beast cores."

Shaking his head, Xia Tuo whispered softly, "Four."

One pure-blood beast core is worth ten semi-pure-blood beast cores, or one hundred mixed-blood beast cores.

But in fact, the value is far more than a hundred mixed-blood beast cores. For powerful totem fighters, high-level beast cores can increase their strength. Ordinary beast cores can only be considered full, and then put The fart is gone.

"Five, no less."

The hoarse voice of the masked man sounded again.

"Four."

Xia Tuo still said the same words, not because he didn't want to dig out more, but because there were really too many, he only had four pure blood beast cores all over his body.

He snatched three from the Fenghu tribe, and got one from a black panther he killed himself. The patriarch is also very poor.

Is there any more?

It's that simple.

"Four pure-blood beast cores, I want these slaves."

Xia Tuo stared at the masked man in front of him without saying anything.

"it is good."

The masked man thought for a while, and agreed. These people were specially captured as slaves by the tribe, which was also one of the tribe's business.

It is not easy to maintain the development of a tribe, and the cultivation expenses of the tribe add up to a lot, so make some extra money to subsidize the consumption of the tribe.

Xia Tuo took out the pure-blood beast core, and quickly led a long group of slaves out of the ground. These slaves were weak and connected by vine-woven shackles, so it was not easy to escape.

He didn't stay long in Zejin City, and headed straight for Beicheng, intending to return to the tribe directly by boat.

It is not easy to bring these slaves back to the tribe. These people have experienced a lot of torture, and they are all dirty and smelly, and their spirits are listless.

Seeing that the boat hadn't arrived yet, Xia Tuo took them to take a bath by the lake first, and went to get rid of their bad luck.

"grown ups."

There are a total of 116 slaves, and the leader is a middle-aged warrior. According to him, he used to be a commander of the Red Scale Tribe, but most of the high-level tribesmen were slaughtered, and they were the only ones left. slave.

"Tear off the witch talisman on your body?"

At this moment, Xia Tuo took these people far away from Zejin City, gathered together for a while to rest, looked at the frail man in front of him, and couldn't help saying aloud.

"My lord, Ming dare not."

In order to keep these people honest, all totem warriors were affixed with witch talismans, and Mo Moming also had one on his body.

"Which of you can build a ship?"

These people didn't want to tear off the talisman, and Xia Tuo didn't say anything more. He just wanted to buy people's hearts. After all, these guys brought them back to the tribe to build ships for themselves.

"My lord, I."

Accompanied by his questioning, nearly thirty people stood up in the crowd.

"My lord, the old man once led people to build a big boat of 500 materials for the middle Fengming tribe."

Xia Tuo nodded, very satisfied.

At this time, he suddenly found a few guys in the crowd, their eyes were evasive, and they all shrank behind the crowd.

"Ming, take care of them along the way. These are your clansmen. You can tear off the witch talisman, so that the strength of the lock can be restored, and you can walk faster."

"The grown-ups don't dare, they should go to the place of the grown-ups and tear off the witch talismans. These are my subordinate clansmen, and now they are taken in by the grown-ups, so they should be respected by the grown-ups."

Xia Tuo was stunned, and immediately snorted coldly: "Since you are willing to suffer, you can stick to it."

"My lord calm down."

Ming plopped down on the ground, Xia Tuo narrowed his eyes and looked at him,

He looked at the slaves next to him, and found that their eyes were indifferent and timid.

"Okay, pack up, wait for the boat to come, and follow me back to the tribe."

...

After handing in more than a hundred mixed-blood beast cores, Xia Tuo took a bunch of slaves he had bought and set foot on the big boat, this time it was a big boat from the rain-seeking tribe.

...

Eternal Mountains.

Cang Fu climbed in the forest like an ape, his movements were very nimble, and from time to time his mouth let out a low-pitched roar, neither like a beast's roar nor a bird's song.

Chirp~~~

A palm-sized bird with yellow feathers all over its body sang melodiously, fell from the air, and landed on Cang Fu's shoulder.

Choo Choo Choo.

The little bird pecked at his face, looking very excited.

"Xiao Luan, did you find it?"

Cang Fu stroked the top of the little bird's head, and the little bird enjoyed it with its eyes closed.

"Chirp~~~"

A melodious bird song made Cang Fu shake his head involuntarily.

The patriarch asked him to find a ferocious beast with a relatively gentle temperament and the ability to grow and advance quickly, so that the tribe could cultivate it extensively, which could not only supply the tribe with meat, but also create value for the tribe.

He searched for many days in the mountains and forests, but unfortunately the beasts he saw were all unfeasible.

Sitting on a branch of a tree, Cang Fu leaned against the trunk, his eyes revealing thoughts, and the little yellow-haired bird jumped up and down on him.

"By the way, I should go to the wilderness outside the mountain to have a look. Most of the ferocious beasts in the forest are solitary and ferocious by nature. There are a large number of herds in the wilderness."

...

Three days later, at the junction of the wasteland and the mountains, Cang Fu was lying in a pile of lush grass, with a yellow-feathered bird standing on top of his head, and he was watching a group of Qinglin horses in the distance.

Compared with the Qingfeng horse, which has slender legs and a tall and handsome appearance, the Qinglin horse is covered with blue scales. It is smaller in size, but it can bear gravity very well.

Soon his eyes were taken away from the Qinglin horse. The Qinglin horse can be used as a mount, but it cannot be used as a ferocious beast raised by the tribe.

However, being able to see such a large group of Qinglin horses at once also made him satisfied with his idea of ​​coming to the wasteland.

call!

At this moment, Cang Fu suddenly jumped up, feeling a sharp pain in his chrysanthemum.

He turned his head and saw a black and white badger pig with a thick body and a long nose that was arching his ass.

Hoo hoo.

This guy didn't feel like he had done anything bad at all, he was still digging on the ground, swallowing the grass roots, and eating all the rat ants gathered under the grass roots.

Then the stupid guy snorted twice, and out of the bushes behind him, more than 20 little cubs suddenly poked their heads against the ground with their long noses.

Looking at such a guy, Cang Fu's eyes showed thought, a guy with more than 20 cubs, this is really possible.

For the ferocious beasts that the tribe wanted to raise, their ability to live was the key, and they had to grow fast. This was not only about their physique but also their strength. Raising ordinary ferocious beasts was not of much value to the tribe.

"Why is this guy different from the mountain badger?"

Wo watched carefully by the side, and Cangfu came to a conclusion that there are also badger beasts in the mountain, but most of them are very ferocious, and when they see people, they just lower their heads and rush towards them. If they hide slowly, they will be killed by others. The fangs died suddenly.

Badgers here in the wilderness are not only bigger than those in the mountains, but they can also live more, it depends on how long it takes to grow up.

When Cang Fu was pouted in the wasteland looking at the pigs, Xia Tuo had already got off the boat with the slave he bought.

"My lord, where is our tribe?"

Ming followed Xia Tuo deeply, and asked with flattery on his face.

"Coming."

...

A few days later, Xia Tuo took these people over the mountains, returned to the tribe, and placed them in the tribe's valley.

"Ming."

Hearing Xia Tuo calling him, the man hurriedly came forward.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"It's been hard for you to report these days."

boom!

The next moment, Xia Tuo slapped it with his palm, and the huge force of tens of thousands of jun was imprinted on Ming's chest, and it was immediately smashed to pieces.

Ah~!

Xia Tuo's sudden move frightened the slaves.

In an instant, the surrounding clansmen surrounded these slaves.

"kill!"

Among the crowd, three figures looked at each other. Seeing that they were exposed, they immediately tore off the witch talisman on their bodies, and immediately rushed out of the cave with a strong breath.

call out! call out! call out!

However, as soon as they rushed out of the cave, they were greeted by arrow feathers all over the sky, and the three of them were directly tied into a hornet's nest.

This scene made Hong Yihan feel like a warrior who broke through the mountains, and he was no match for the bows and arrows all over the sky.

"Okay, now you are really safe."

"Thank you, my lord."

Among the crowd, an old man came out and knelt down towards Xia Tuo.

"We will be a family from now on. In the Xia tribe, you are no longer slaves. As long as you have no bad intentions, I will treat you as my people."

Xia Tuo helped the old man up, and said to the remaining figures.

"Set everyone down, order the family to prepare some meals, and let everyone have a good rest."

"Hong, summon all the clan soldiers to stand by."

...

After Xia Tuo gave all these instructions, he left the cave in a hurry, and ordered people to go to the valley of Rendian to call Old Man Feng back.

He looked safe and sound when he brought these slaves back, but in fact he was followed all the way. If it wasn't for the great lake separating him, those slaves would have started their actions long ago.

There may be more than one guy chasing him, so he needs old man Feng to come back and fight together.

...

Under the night, in the family hall.

Old Man Feng sat on a stone chair, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Only the Black Crow Tribe can do such a shameless thing.

"I told you that this tribe is very shameless. You bought their slaves and sold them generously. Naturally, they were targeted by them. They killed you halfway, brought these slaves back, and then continued to make deals. Replace a batch of beast cores."

"Good deal."

Old Man Feng's answer was similar to what Xia Tuo himself had guessed. He suddenly realized that he underestimated these people in the barren land, all of them were talents.

If the Wind Fox Tribe goes out, it's for the people, but for the people, this Black Crow Tribe directly holds a capital, and the back and forth transactions have their own characteristics, and they make money in a good way.