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With the venue, Yang Muyun immediately directed the pig head man to set up a stall to sell goods.
Dashi came to Yang Muyun and asked, "Chief, why don't we set up a tent first and settle down?"
Yang Muyun shook his head, "I have to dismantle the tent when I set it up, so why bother me? Look at mine!"
Sandals, vests and helmets made by Slime Flesh Factory have attracted a lot of attention.
In an environment where the strong prey on the weak, people have extremely strong desire for strength. Only by becoming stronger can they ensure their own safety and will not become prey or even food for other creatures.
Iron City has many well-made weapons and armor, but those things are too expensive, and only a very small number of strong people can get the price that the dwarfs want, and more people can only sigh.
However, watching the fun is people's nature. No matter how much you can afford it or not, it is always okay to ask about the price.
"Warriors, how do you exchange these exquisite armor?"
Yang Muyun likes this kind of good-sounding speech, so he answered readily: "I lack the wood, stone, materials for construction, and materials for a house, and a set of armor. You are the first to ask for the price, and I will give you an extra gift.
A good thing.”
Although I don’t know what to give, just saying that gift made the man feel relieved, leaving his name, and then going back to transport things without saying a word.
Wood and stone are not valuable, they can be obtained with just one move. Through the price proposed by Yang Muyun, people have roughly got an idea in their minds.
Someone asked again: "Is your armor strong?"
Yang Muyun took out a large basin that could not be broken, which made everyone feel its weight, then slammed on the ground, then stood up and stepped on it, jumped high and fell heavily, allowing everyone to understand its hardness.
Sure enough, the group of people were stunned.
Such a light basin can't be broken or broken, what material is it made of?
Yang Muyun picked up another set of armor and squeezed and folded it hard with his hands. The armor was deformed, but he let go and returned to its original state.
"This is made of the same material, lightweight, waterproof, wear-resistant, and its defense is definitely not as good as iron armor, but it is definitely stronger than ordinary tree bark and animal skin. Apart from fear of fire, there is no obvious weakness."
Seeing this scene, the clever ones ran away, and the slow ones were still standing there watching the fun.
Yang Muyun tactfully mentioned a few guys with sting eyes in the crowd, and then said loudly: "I have 1,000 sets of armor here, but I only need a dozen houses, do you understand?"
Hearing this sentence, the slow man finally came to his senses and hurried back to look for stone and wood.
Another asked, "Young Warriors, we all came from outside, without stones or wood. Can you exchange other things for you?"
Yang Muyun nodded happily, "Magic fruit! Or herbs, or ores, special skeletons, or other strange things. Please pay for the price according to the things."
Hearing this, the passerby opposite immediately took out a leather pocket and opened the mouth of the bag. It contained a pile of dried fruits as thick as a thumb. It was red, like charcoal, and it also emitted a faint warmth.
hot.
Yang Muyun picked up one and sniffed it. He felt that there was pure magic power in it. No need to think about it, it must be the magic fruit.
Originally, I wanted to lick it again to try the taste, but when someone else licked it, Yang Muyun immediately gave up the idea and handed the fruit to the old chief.
The old man glanced at it and said without even passing his hand: "The Flame Fruit, the lowest level magic fruit, contains the energy of the fire element. Long-term consumption can stimulate the ability to control the fire element. Eating creatures with the flame bloodline can enhance the bloodline power."
The passerby on the opposite side gave a thumbs up, "The old man is amazing."
Yang Muyun immediately made an appointment in his heart, and counted the number of fruits in front of the man. There were 16 of them, 10 of which were big fruits, and the remaining few were smaller, and the other two were half smaller, and the color was also
Not so popular.
"Since you are the first to trade, I will give you a discount. Two fruits and a set of armor. If you exchange them, I will give you another basin."
"It's changed!"
The passerby on the opposite side didn't say anything, and even wanted the leather pockets of the fruits. He stuffed them directly into Yang Muyun's arms, for fear that Yang Muyun would regret it.
Then, he squatted happily and selected a set of armor to wear on his body, then gestured to select another 7 sets, stringed everything together with a rope, and ran away like a large basin.
A passerby immediately patted Yang Muyun's thigh, "I lost it! Although the flame fruit is a magic fruit, it is often collected by people. It is not rare to have dozens of them in one plant. You are at a loss, young man."
Yang Muyun laughed, "He needs my things, I need his things, exchange for each thing, we each take what we need, what can we suffer or not? Okay, let's continue, who else can exchange?"
Putting the magic fruit into the leather pocket, Yang Muyun thought to himself: No matter how valuable this thing is, it is not cheaper than a slime. You may make a profit, but I will never lose.
When passers-by heard this, they all felt itchy and took out their own things.
"Young man, look at my ore and tell you, it's precious. At that time, two beasts were beaten up for it. I tried my best to grab it. I warmed up in my hands for a year.
How unwilling to sell it.”
"Warriors, please see if you can collect this bone? Listen to the sound, knocking it like iron. Grinding it will definitely be a good weapon."
"Look at this fruit, which I just picked today, fresh, and it will still be watered when I pinched it. How about it? Do you want it?"
Yang Muyun said disgustedly: "If you don't pinch it, you can change a set of armor, and you can only change one after pinch it."
The scene suddenly became a treasure appraisal conference.
Some people sincerely take out good treasures to exchange, while others are mixed with fish, taking some valuable things or modified inferior products.
These are all tests of eye strength.
Yang Muyun was soon defeated, and he had too little knowledge. He didn't know nine out of ten things. The only one who knew them was wrong, which made people laugh.
In fact, for Yang Muyun, as long as it is not garbage, it is profitable to change it casually. After all, his products are made by Slime, and the cost is almost nothing.
But the old chief could not listen to the mockery of those people and sat next to Yang Muyun.
No matter what the other party took out, the old man was very polite. He was also polite to those who had ulterior motives and was confused and could not see clearly.
Yang Muyun gave the price according to the old chief's words, and the other party basically agreed to exchange it with conscientiousness.
The things recovered increased rapidly, in addition to bones, animal tendons, fur, fruits, and a few birds and beasts locked in small cages, and some even led slaves to exchange them.
Speaking of which, this slave is really worthless. The two rat-headed men actually only had a hat and said that they would catch a few more rat-headed men to change their vests. It turned out that they had to catch rats and get a full outfit from Yang Muyun.
Just as Yang Muyun was playing with the rat-headed man, the old chief suddenly stood up and stared at a troll walking towards him.
The troll was holding a rope in his hand, and a child was tied to the other end of the rope. The child walked a little slower. The troll immediately pulled the rope and took the child to fall to the ground and rolled around for a few times, and then was dragged all the way.
Pull it and slide it to the troll's feet.
Seeing the troll lifting his legs and trying to kick it, Shadow rushed out, pushed the troll down, and then hugged the child tightly.
Yang Muyun immediately understood that this child was a member of the Ying tribe.