"A bag of sleeping powder is worth about a hundred talers. I dealt with Osenna and the indigenous priests one after another. I threw away a third of it and left most of it."
"And the Warcraft-level materials sold at the fish market were also taken away for one or two hundred talers. It seems that the price of a complete set of blue materials is at this level."
Remembering the direction and general shape of the blue mist, Ian closed his precognitive vision with satisfaction: "Although I don't know if I can pick it up successfully, if I miss it successfully, at least I will make a hundred thalers in vain."
"If it really doesn't work, it's not impossible to bring some thick white fish back."
Now Ian has no intention of showing off his psychic powers.
Although he could get the attention of elders and even local nobles by showing off his talents, he felt that it would take a good time to ensure that he could benefit from it.
After all, the continent of Terra is not the earth. It is always right to be cautious and keep your eyes open.
Of course, it wouldn't be a bad thing if he was actually discovered.
There are three blue mist in total.
The first one is located in the store of the Silver Scale Fleet. This fleet is a relatively powerful fleet in Harrison Port. It has the strength to deal with some weak monsters and can also go out to the distant sea to catch some rare fish.
They are also the largest production fleet of 'O'Dell Eels', a specialty of Harrison Port.
With just one glance, Ian found his target.
It was a freshly slaughtered eel. The white and tender meat was like gel, but it was actually quite firm. It was frozen in a block of ice, waiting for passing buyers to buy it.
Odell eels are quite ferocious and large, making them difficult to feed on the shore. Unless customers order them in advance, the eel meat is slaughtered and sold frozen.
The moment he saw the eel, Ian's body instinctively responded to hunger. Even though he was surrounded by the fishy smell of the fish market, his appetite still arose deep in his heart.
For a moment, he subconsciously wanted to move closer in that direction, and instinctively began to swallow.
——In the precognitive vision, the middle section of the eel's spine exudes an extremely rich blue light. Just by seeing it, Ian knows that if he eats it, his bones will be greatly strengthened.
Possessing unimaginable flexibility!
But Ian didn't really take a step. He quickly returned to normal and lowered his head to cover up his momentary gaffe.
"It's so dangerous..." After exhaling, the boy raised his head and said with lingering fear: "I didn't expect that the reaction would be so big - it seems that if you eat that eel, it will definitely be good for your health."
What Ian lacks today is nutrients.
If there are enough nutrients to maintain the body well, then with his familiarity with virtual organs, it may not even take a week to accumulate source essence and condense the real source seed.
For ordinary people, eating high-energy foods will make them over-nourished, and even make them gain weight.
But for sublimators with source seeds or virtual source seeds, most of the nutrients will be refined into pure source essence to be used to support the transformation of sublimated organs in the future.
As for those foods that originally contain part of the source essence, ordinary people can only absorb a very small part, and may suffer from indigestion. Only sublimated people can absorb those food sources.
Therefore, even if ordinary people are lucky and buy blue-level source food, they may not get much profit. They may even have diarrhea and stomachache, thinking that the ingredients are not fresh and have spoiled their stomach.
The eel in front of me is undoubtedly food that contains part of the essence.
"First of all, please note that buying eels in my capacity is a bit weird."
A pound of eel meat costs three cents, a ten-cent salary of a low-level boatman, and a real luxury product. Who would buy this thing if their family doesn’t have any wealth?
Ian remembered the direction and turned to look at the other blue mist.
The second location of Blue Mist is located in the store of Red Hook Fleet, an offshore fleet whose strength is not inferior to that of Silver Scale Fleet.
It was a tuna that had just been bled and was being frozen. It was about two meters long and was being soaked in a stone trough about the size of a small boat.
Beside the trough, the fisherman took out a bottle of light blue test tube medicine from the box. He carefully dropped a drop into the stone trough - the next moment, with the white mist visible to the naked eye rising, a hot wind blew against his face, and a tight
Then comes the ice cold.
With a rather bright light blue flash, the entire water in the stone tank and the tuna in it were completely frozen, turning into large ice cubes as solid as glass.
Several boatmen on the other side skillfully turned over the stone trough, dug out the large lump of ice from the stone trough, and then placed it in a glass freezer aside for display.
"This is……"
Staring at this scene with his eyes wide open, Ian's eyes were fixed on the stone trough and the potion. His mouth was slightly open, and he even couldn't help but want to open his precognitive vision to see the color of the potion.
This was the first time he encountered something truly 'magical' in the world of Terra!
But looking at the expressions of the boatmen and fishermen around them, they all seemed to think it was normal and no one was surprised by it.
Ian looked at the fisherman, who put just a drop of the test tube medicine back into the box, and could vaguely hear a muttering: "There are only three ice-condensing medicines left. The caravan from the Platinum and Iridium Workshop will not come again before October."
If so, what should I do..."
"Is it an alchemy potion? It should be related to the sublime."
Ian was thoughtful. He memorized the terms 'ice condensation potion' and 'platinum and iridium workshop' in his mind, then turned his head and looked at the tuna.
This tuna has a light gray metal-like luster all over its body, and its eyes are faintly glowing with a strange light. In the evening, it is still clearly visible under the illumination of the algae oil lamp. It looks very extraordinary at first glance, compared to the previous eel.
Meat also whets Ian's appetite even more.
——In the precognitive vision, blue mist condenses on several parts of the skin and the brain connected to the eyeballs. If eaten, the skin will become extremely tough and even partially control the water flow.
This is a far more useful sublimation material than the previous eels, and it can even be said that it is barely close to what Teacher Hilliard calls a ‘potion material’!
But Ian turned around and left without hesitation - because the tuna was directly priced at 'twenty thalers'.
Obviously, the fleet also realized that this tuna was extraordinary and he could not afford it.
Although, according to Ian's judgment, this tuna is already considered a rare material. Such a large one is worth not to mention twenty thalers, even two hundred and twenty thalers. If you want to miss it, you can definitely pick it up... But apart from business
No one in the team bought this, and the fact that he paid twenty thalers himself was even more outrageous.
The last blue mist is located in the stall of the White Chamber fleet.
The Shirakuro fleet is a fleet owned by the Shiro people. It is an offshore fleet. It has three oyster and shellfish farms along the coast and has no special competitive relationship with other fleets.
The body of the blue mist is a common salmon. This migratory fish is everywhere in Harrison Port. The upper reaches of the Ewok River next to it is the migratory gathering point for salmon.
Now is not the time. Every few years in late autumn, countless salmon will follow the fast Ewok River all the way to the "Snow Land" in the middle of the Byson Mountains. It is as cold as winter all year round, but it happens to be a good place for salmon.
An environment they like.
This salmon looks quite good, weighing about 12 pounds. It is plump and has plenty of fat. It looks quite delicious. The scales even reveal a slight blue sheen, but if you don't observe carefully, you can't find it at all.
"Let me see...well, there are no other special effects?"
Ian opened his precognitive vision again, and he determined that the blue mist on this salmon was slightly inferior to eels and tuna, but it was dispersed throughout the whole body of the fish: "The effect is that it is easy to digest, nourishes the body, and is different from others that can strengthen it."
, this salmon seems to be leaning toward healing.”
"I feel like if I eat it, all the minor bruises and accumulated damage in my body will be relieved!"
He cheered up: "This is the most suitable ingredient for what I need now!"
Strengthening alone cannot bring much power. As Hilliard said, the true path to sublimation requires slowly advancing according to the inheritance of the true form of blood. If you eat it indiscriminately, it will be mixed.
In this way, it is the salmon that has no attribute bias and simply contains the essence that is the most precious.
Having made up his mind, Ian even started to calculate the price and prepared to go and buy: "Only two pfennig per pound... Such a big one, about two pfennig and four pfennig, is enough to last for two days. I'm afraid the effect is not inferior to eels.
Meat, you’ve made a profit.”
"Ian?"
And just when Ian stepped forward, happily planning to buy the salmon, he heard a surprised shout: "Why are you here?"
Ian's expression moved slightly. After adjusting his expression, he turned his head and saw a bronze-skinned fisherman of the White people striding towards him.
The person who came was none other than Sai Nan who was the first to come to help them last night and took Ian and Hilliard to the new house.
The dark-skinned fisherman seemed to be bragging about today's catch with his friends. After seeing Ian, he walked over like the wind.
He waved his hand and said in a friendly tone: "Where are you buying fish?"
"Hello, Uncle Sainan."
Ian nodded obediently, and then replied: "Yes, uncle is injured, and I want to buy him a fish..."
Before Ian could finish speaking, Sai Nan waved his hand and interrupted boldly: "Which pair do you want to buy? Just think of it as a gift from me!"
Sai Nan is really in a good mood right now - he took a risk last night, took the lead in rescuing Ian's family from the fire, and stopped Bryn, the herb collector, from snatching the sleeping powder in Ian's hand... Well, the latter was done by Elder Puder.
Yes, but he did make a great contribution.
Throughout the day today, the fishermen on the same boat praised his bravery, and after being invited, expressed their willingness to go to sea with him in the future. After all, it is not a bad thing for the leader to be reliable, loyal and courageous. This time, he will do it
It has become something that I wanted to do but couldn't do in the past few years, and I have my own team.
As for fish...fish meat at the port is cheap. Even the most ordinary sand digger can have a meal of fish meat every few days. As a senior fisherman who will soon have his own fishing boat, he can naturally afford it.
"How...why are you so embarrassed?"
Ian took half a step back slightly. He was a little shy. He put his hands behind his back and seemed to be tightening the copper coins in his palms. Half a second later, he raised his hands and showed several Fennies and a Bison in his palms: "I
Someone brings money!"
"Haha, you're really welcome." He glanced at the coins in Ian's hand and saw that the white-haired boy was so sensible and well-behaved. Naturally, Sai Nan couldn't accept the money.
He looked at the shy white-haired boy in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "You are so sensible and obedient. It would be great if my children could be like this..."
The tall fisherman stretched out his hand, pushed Ian's hand back and said: "You're welcome, your house has been burned down, it's time to use money. Your uncle seems to have changed his temper. He came over to thank us before. Look.
We don’t need to worry after we come here.”
Sainan concluded: "In the final analysis, we are all of the same people. Go pick it up and I will give you a small bucket of seaweed."
Soon, Ian got the salmon whose internal organs and scales had been processed, as well as a small bucket of seaweed.
Except for Sai Nan, most of the other fishermen of the White People were friendly and greeted Ian one by one. Ian also pretended to be nervous and shy and responded one by one, making them laugh. Some even stretched out their hands to pinch Ian's cheeks.
Face.
They all knew Ian's father, and they all remembered that Ian was very smart and could easily calculate numbers that the rough guys like them couldn't figure out two years ago.
——This kid will definitely have a bright future.
They believe this.
This is the root of goodwill.
Of course, Ian is really cute enough.
"This is unexpected."
Walking out of the fish market, holding the white fish and seaweed in his hands, Ian nodded thoughtfully: "I can only say that it looks good... maybe it can be regarded as a kind of spiritual power."