After my carefully selected days, the day when the Ore Town Harvest Festival was held, the autumn was clear and clear, and the cloudless, and the lonely sea and sky were tides. Quietness and comfort became the main theme of autumn by the sea.

A flag with yellow bottom and green edges fluttered above Rose Square, with fine weaving on it, embroidered with an old man who even reveals his wise appearance on his head, holding his chin with one hand to stare.

玫瑰广场一侧,矿石镇居民方提前一天晚上已经支起了摊子,从东到西依次是迪克老板,老塞巴拉,杰夫老板,另外两边还留出了穆奇老头和珀布莉家养鸡场的位置,由于动物不适合带来,就没有特别设置摊位.

Opposite the residents was the caravan sent by the Brown Pond Tribe.

Using what Batehold said to me, this time I brought the tribe's "first-class excellent merchants" and "high-quality and high-priced best-selling goods".

The alpacas and snow cows that were transporting the goods had already been docked in my pasture, and they only transported the goods here by manpower and arranged them in rows. The tribal merchants have skillfully displayed the goods.

两边有些陌生的气氛只停留了片刻,就被打破了.毕竟大家来这里是为了交换货物,而不是来交朋友的,总不会需要搞个破冰活动才好意思砍价吧——在砍价这件事上如果人类有这么社恐,拼夕夕早就破产清算了.

The first wave of exchanges started with Cliff who helped Boss Dick see the stall. Because he came too early and the residents of the town had not arrived yet, Cliff first came to the tribe merchant.

The most conspicuous thing on the shelves is the agave fruit that I am familiar with. But it is as rough as its appearance. It can be eaten but it will irritate the throat. It is a bit sweet when roasted. It is definitely not included in the recipe by laymen.

"Is this meat fresh?" Cliff was quite moved when he saw the meat placed on the other side.

I have known several merchants from the tribe in advance. The name of the food stall in front of me is Ball, a middle-aged man with a expressionless face. Batehold said that he is known for his lack of words.

Ball: "I am a meat seller, can I give you stale meat?"

Cliff has always liked to ask: "That's not necessarily. What kind of meat are you?"

Ball was a little impatient. His experience told him that the customer in front of him was not very sincere. "What are you asking so much about, and whether to buy it?"

Cliff still asked with a smile: "If it's good meat, I'll definitely buy it..."

The more I heard it, the more I became, the more I was not right. I quickly separated the two of them before the prelude of "Sarirang".

I first taught Cliff a lesson, who was looking for trouble, and then said to Ball: "Old Bet didn't tell me that you have such a bad temper. Cliff just asked a few questions about the type of meat. Why are you still anxious?"

Ball quickly lowered his voice: "It's not like this... As you told me, we purchased a large amount of food, mainly because the variety of meat is relatively niche..."

"How niche? Could it be that the meat of despair? These meats all look so broken, obviously, aren't it?"

I checked it out without regard, and the attribute information of the goods appeared in front of me.

【Item Name: Bird Meat】

[Item Description: The meat on small poultry is no different from ordinary meat, the taste is basically the same, and it has no special medicinal value.]

【Durability: 49/60】

【Nutrition value: 0.05】

【Physical quality: 0.03kg】

【Source Species: Small Birds】

【Raw food poisoning probability: 2%】

【Aging rate: 6.00/day】

"...Bird meat? The thing you bought is really a bit off-limited."

The meat is quite fresh, but it is better to kill so much meat from the birds that are not as good as the Brown Pond Tribe? There are so many big animals in the tribe, killing any one is better than these!

Ball, wearing a brown turban, said apologetically: "When I went back, the wholesale trade of the clan had just transported other meats away. These were water bird meat bought from the harbor trading area. This is a lot of produce on the beach..."

I said helplessly: "Just birds are just water birds, as long as there is no avian flu. What kind of meat is there next to them? Why do they look even more broken than bird meat?"

I picked up these things that were almost minced meat, and the system information emerged again.

【Item Name: Rat Meat】

[Item Description: The meat on small rodents is no different from ordinary meat...]

There is no different ghost!

Who dares to eat this thing?

Also, apologize to Master Shuke, Beta, Jerry, and Sprint! You must have slaughtered the masters of the Twilight Ninja Turtles, right?!

Ball quickly added: "That's right, when we arrived at the harbor, we were in a disaster..."

"Destroy all!"

"yes."

Ball put away the rat meat with heartache and hid it in the deepest part of the pile of goods.

"Young man, what is this? Do you want to see the tools I created by the old man?"

The one who can call Ball, a middle-aged man, is the old Sebala with a white beard, who is pushing Grandma Elian in a wheelchair to come to Rose Square.

"Grandma Ailian, it's really hard for you to sew this flag! The effect is very good!"

I quickly greeted me.

The nurses Ellie and You, who had not met for a long time, stepped into Rose Square together.

Ellie changed into a white dress, then couldn't help but look at the flag for a few more times and asked in a low voice: "Marcus, why do you ask grandma to embroider this flag? Who is the old man above?"

The Harvest Festival, as the name suggests, is a celebration of the harvest of agricultural products, and can also be extended to a celebration of the abundant goods. But in fact, whether it is a good harvest or a bad harvest, you must thank the gods for their favor and serve as the dividing line between an annual termination and a new beginning.

And this god who is enough to symbolize harvest and is worthy of gratitude is of course the god of Jinke who does not lose, does not evaporate, and can absorb nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium under two meters!

"It's Earl William, President of San Diego!" I replied immediately.

Ellie:?_O.O_?????

You had already run to another grocery stall, looked at the goods he had never seen before, and found another tribal merchant, Frankie.

Indeed, Franky is a thin man who always smiles, looking harmless, much more intimate than Ball, who looks like a butcher.

"Uncle, what kind of hat is this?"

It turns out that he is a child, he must have fallen in love with that cowboy hat, right?

Franke made a judgment and decisively took a hat from the shelf and put it on You's head. Then he introduced: "This is a soul protective helmet, which contains a thin plate made of 'mind absorption foil', which can reduce the influence of mind waves. If you like it, I'll give it to you, kid."

... Just give the ordinary cowboy hat, don't take out such a strange thing!

"Damn, haven't I told you a long time ago that I should bring some civilian things to exchange!"

I grabbed Frankie's neck and asked.

But French looked at me innocently: "This is the most popular civilian equipment. Reducing the sensitivity of the heart by 90% is the best-selling style..."

Uh... the environment differences between the two sides are indeed a bit big. I guess this thing is really a best-selling gift recommended by the store owner on the edge planet, right?

I took the strange hat off You's head and hung it back on the shelf.

You looked at me dissatisfiedly: "Uncle said he wanted to give it to me! Why should I snatch it away?"

I patted his head: "Obe obedient, we can't use it here. And the color of the hat is wrong. I'll send it to you next time there is a new style."

Can anyone tell me which master's work is this? I made a green spiritual protection helmet... With the spiritual waves, I have protected them all, and I have suffered real damage, right?

Frankie heard our conversation and earnestly promised: "Color is not a problem. Next time I will bring the best field helmet and bulletproof vest! Actually, I also secretly brought the reinforced barrel this time. Do you want to take a look?"

Is this a grocery merchant?

This is obviously an arms dealer!

Who did Bethold call?!

The sun was getting stronger and the temperature became warmer. As Sebala and his group entered the venue, Jeff's family also came to Rose Square. He first arranged the goods from his own grocery store, and then began to look around in a silly manner.

Soon, he targeted Gogoyas, a merchant from the Brown Pool Tribe.

Gogoyas is older, a little afraid of the cold, and sits on the side with no energy, smoking a cigarette, and does not notice the eyes of Boss Jeff at all.

Boss Jeff walked over and looked at the department store in Gogoyas, and finally found a gap that could be broken through.

“Are these foods delicious?”

Gogoyas smoked local tobacco, "It's not delicious. It's all made by the clan. If guests like it, try it."

"It's not impossible."

Boss Jeff said a little pickyly, "But since you sell chocolates, we can compare, and the unsavory party will remove the goods from the shelves to avoid dwarfing. What do you think?"

I quickly went up and said to the boss, "Boss Jeff, don't be impulsive, be careful to suffer losses..."

Boss Jeff put his shoulders over my shoulder and said confidently: "Don't worry, I've tested that little girl in the morning. She prefers to eat chocolates in my store. If they sell it better, they wouldn't have such an idea!"

...Is there any trick?

From cheating neighbors to using children, Boss Jeff seems to have vaguely broken through one level and is one step closer to the supplier of hanging ropes.

However, from the appearance, the chocolates in the Brown Pool Tribe do not even have outer packaging, and the whole board is exposed, the color is only dark brown and the particles are uneven, which is far from the high-end candy purchased in the owner Jeff's store.

No wonder he is so confident.

Boss Jeff took out a piece of chocolate from the store and handed it to Gogoyas, saying proudly: "You try this first."

Gogoyas stopped smoking and was surprised at the gorgeous outer packaging. Then he carefully unpacked the packaging, broke off one piece and put it in his mouth. He immediately forgot the coldness of the seaside and squinted his eyes in a comfortable manner.

"Such sweet candy...it's almost melting on the tip of your tongue...and this exquisite packaging, I've never seen it..."

After savoring with his eyes closed for a long time, Gogoyas took away the remaining chocolate with pity and kept silent while smoking.
To be continued...