A farm stay in Goblin?

It’s really a joke about the world and a joke about the world.

Can they tell what a farm stay is?

We can't tell the difference.

"What is a farm stay...?"

A Zi turned her head and asked Linghai with a confused look on her face. Even though she had traveled around the caravan on weekdays, she had never seen such a strange word.

“Rural, family, happy?”

Ling Hai stroked his jaw and said with some uncertainty: "Following the instructions, it seems to be a building similar to a transit station, but I really don't know what the farmhouse is."

When he saw Linghai, he couldn't understand the meaning of these three words. A Zi stopped exploring it. Instead, he ordered people to pull out the strange combination of the wooden stick and began to study the above content. After reading the various goblin services, A Zi, who had a keen sense of smell, suddenly realized that if the goblin really wanted to carry out such a service, it would definitely be a great business opportunity.

Ling Hai was studying the content on the side because she had a task, and the content on the wooden sign could allow herself to obtain a certain amount of information. As for the long list of various services, Ling Hai didn't care too much. But when she looked at A Zi and was about to part, A Zi also looked at her.

"Sister Haizi, are you going to go to the goblin?"

"Hmm?" Ling Hai was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, explore information."

"I'll go with you, too."

A Zi asked his subordinates to put the wooden sign on the carriage, and told the convoy to change the route, and then approached Linghai with a surprised look like a kitten preparing to steal fishy fish, and said softly, "I'm in the light, no matter how dark you are, wouldn't it be better~~"

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"Open today?"

Under the newly renovated Goblin gate, Aluma, wearing a blue and gold robe, held her hands and approached Zhou Li who was beside her and asked quietly: "Will there be any guests?"

"have no idea."

Standing with his hands behind his back, Zhou Li with a mask on his face shook his head, his tone without any turbulence: "Small advertisements, sending flyers, disguising as adventurers, blowing in the tavern, all these methods require money. When we sorted out the Goblin tribe, the few silver coins had been spent, and we had no money to advertise. Now we can only pray that the wooden sign will work."

Speaking of this wooden sign, the expression on Eluma's face was a bit wonderful. In fact, there was a beacon inserted in that place to guide the direction, but under Zhou Li's guidance, the three goblins worked together to remove the beacon and installed the "guiding sign" that was tied up with straps. This obvious illegal behavior made Eluma a little embarrassed, but fortunately she had been in the goblin camp recently. No, she stayed in the goblin farmhouse and had no social needs.

Otherwise, the incident of "a girl from the demigod family secretly prying off the street lights in the middle of the night" would be enough to make her socially extinct.

"So, what are we doing this month~"

It seemed like complaining, but more strange and emotional. Aluma leaned against the pillar of the gate and looked at the Goblin tribe who had experienced earth-shaking changes behind her, with a soft voice:

"What exactly are we doing so much for building toilets, tidying up houses, and repaving the road?"

Yes, over the past month, Zhou Li and Aluma have brought the goblins and the slimes to completely renovate the entire tribe. He ordered all goblins to rebuild thatched houses and build wooden houses with large areas of trees around. At the same time, Zhou Li forced the goblins to build a toilet in every three goblins, which prohibited spitting or filthy things from anywhere. Although the goblins at the beginning had complained, the goblins who had listened to Zhou Li's words received a reward of tidy clothes and intelligence rank plus one.

The Goblin Tribe is completely renewed.

Of course, the biggest contributor to the Goblin tribe was able to be rebuilt so quickly, and the slimes were actually those.

The slime viscose that can directly bond the wood firmly, and the high-strength corrosion directly flatten the road. With these two points, without the help of Slime, it would be a fantasy to renovate the Goblin tribe in one month. What made Zhou Li even more happy was that the slime quotation for this month of labor was amazing.

"One slime ten grams of glitter dust?"

Dululu, who was beside him, nodded solemnly: "You can't reduce the price, Mr. Brave. My people have worked hard this month, and this is not something I can control by just a jelly."

Hearing this, Zhou Li and Aluma were shocked. It was not because the price was too high, but because the price of Slime was so low that it was scary.

At this time, we will introduce the economic system of this world. A copper coin is probably the purchasing power of one yuan in Zhou Li's original world. A silver coin can be exchanged for one thousand copper coins. A gold coin can be exchanged for ten silver coins.

Zhou Li once complained that this kind of mentally retarded exchange ratio should pull the person who formulated this plan out and shoot him. But now, he still thinks so.

Then the price of "glitter dust" mentioned by Slime just now is only 100 grams of high-end dust at the highest market price. This time, the Slime Legion that helped Zhou Li had about 450 slimes, so Zhou Li only had to pay only 100 copper coins.

Is this money?

Thinking of the lowest price of 100 copper in the service he would carry out in the future, Zhou Li suddenly felt happy about a harvest. But he did not agree quickly, but instead asked the King of Slime: "Can I take the liberty to ask, does the flash dust have any particularly high value to you?"

"Of course there is."

Gululu jumped off the wooden pier beside him and then, under Eluma's frightened expression, the blue jelly expanded outwards, and a blue "person" without facial features appeared in front of the two.

"In addition to making us shine at night, glitter dust can also allow us to use transformation without any scruples. Moreover, glitter dust is a rare delicacy for us. Most slimes like to sprinkle some dust when eating stones."

After Gululu finished explaining, Zhou Li thought about it and put forward another opinion.

"Mr. Gurulu, I need to correct you a little." Zhou Li took a deep breath, paused for a moment and said to it: "The price of flash dust is actually very cheap. A slime ten grams of dust is really too low."

"Oh?"

Gululu, who turned into a "human", simulated two eyebrows on his flat face and adjusted it to show his surprise. "You don't have to tell me this kind of thing, or should I say, I deserve to be a brave man?"

At this time, Gululu's tone became much more kind, and it had changed from the pure interest relationship to a good direction from the beginning. Zhou Li had a mysterious look on his face. Aluma, who was standing beside him, looked at Zhou Li with relief, happy that Zhou Li still had a kind heart.

"Integrity is my creed." After saying this solemnly, Zhou Li was dismissed again: "Let me do this, I think that a simple piece of flash dust is not enough to repay the help of the slimes to us. In the future, any slime in the Slime tribe can come to me every month to receive ten grams of flash dust. And we will increase the dust supply if you make any contribution to the Goblin Farmhouse in the future."

After saying that, before imitating the eyes and showing incredible Gululu, Zhou Li solemnly vowed: "This policy continues until my death, and I swear in the name of the brave."

After Zhou Li finished speaking, he took out the brave man's exclusiveness on his waist, turned it out and pulled it out with a click. The oath had been carved on it, just waiting for Gululu to sign his soul mark. Gululu silently stared at the paper with the power to bind the soul, and fell into deep thought.

"no."

Gululu raised his head and said seriously: "Although the Slime clan is weak, it is not without dignity. Our gods guide us all the rewards we receive in exchange for labor, so this contract needs to be changed."

Gululu reached out and gently covered the paper. With a warm blue light, the words on the paper twisted like insects, and soon the content was changed.

"In addition to the first year's free supply, Slime must rely on labor to obtain flash dust."

Looking at the changed regulations, a hint of softness flashed across Zhou Li's face. He raised his head, and each person and slime looked at each other and smiled.

“Happy cooperation.”

“Happy cooperation.”

"No!!! He is a demon!!!!!!!"

Aluma, who was standing beside her, had already lost her look of relief on her face. She stretched out her hand and opened her mouth, but said nothing. Just as Zhou Li, who was like a saint, took out the exclusive title of the brave, Aluma suddenly realized and a chill surged into her heart. She then realized that Zhou Li was kind enough to provide Slime with flash dust!

All of them are traps set by taking advantage of the weaknesses of human nature!!!

Here comes again! The vicious sustainability is drying up in the pond!

Although I don’t know why Zhou Li was sure that Slime would not accept the first version of the contract, it was obvious that the original form of cute, innocent and kind Slime King has been played with by Zhou Li in his palm. His monthly salary is less than one copper coin, which is even more unscrupulous than the slave owner!!!

However, Zhou Li did not give her any chance to speak. Taking advantage of this moment, Zhou Li and Dululu clasped their arms and began to talk about the cooperative relationship between the two tribes in the future. Looking at Zhou Li and Gululu's backs, a familiar feeling came to Aluma's heart. She suddenly stayed there, with an indescribable halo flashing in her eyes.

"Oh?" After a while, Eluma slowly stretched out her hand and covered her forehead. For some reason, she suddenly felt like she wanted to cry. She looked at Zhou Li's back as she was getting farther and farther away, and she couldn't help but whisper softly:

"Why knock on my forehead?"

"Let's go, what are you stunned?!"

Suddenly, Zhou Li's voice woke up Aluma in a daze. Zhou Li, not far away, waved at her and stood there waiting for her. Aluma blinked, and an inexplicable emotion came to her heart. She nodded at Zhou Li and walked briskly towards Zhou Li not far away.

At night, in the wooden house built by Zhou Li and Aluma, the two of them greeted each other and entered their rooms respectively. When they approached the room, Aluma suddenly spoke and asked Zhou Li with some confusion:

"Why..." She looked at Zhou Li, her gem-like eyes dimmed slightly under the candlelight: "Are you sure Gululu won't agree with the first contract?"

When Zhou Li heard Eluma's inquiry, he thought about it, then he leaned back slightly and said with a smile: "I said I've known him a long time ago, do you believe it?"

Just as Eluma was stunned, Zhou Li stretched into the room and closed the door.

Sitting on the bed, Zhou Li looked at the semicircular moon outside the window, and thought of seeing Gululu's transformation during the day, a complex smile appeared on his face.

Zhou Li had known Gululu and his tribe for a long time.
Chapter completed!