After returning to the Elf King's office, Haoyue took out a submission form from under Fang Mu.
"Apply to establish a caravan, exchange supplies, and do door-to-door transactions?" Haoyue rubbed his already numb head and thought of the Artisans and Technology Association that had just been approved.
Which number is this?
Who is the time traveler here?
Why am I here?
At this time, there is quite a subtle sense of the time traveler encountering the son of the plane. You must know that the previous time traveler did not gain much benefit by confronting the son of the plane.
After sorting out his mood, he read the application carefully, and then used an approval mentality to outline the details behind the application and add some subtle things to the details.
Although he doesn't have much attainment in this matter, he can give some guidance on this drafted idea based on his knowledge.
Besides, even if their ideas are forward-looking, but they have not yet become gods, it means that they still have to obey the orders of his Elf King.
After carefully reviewing it, he solemnly wrote a few lines at the back with black charcoal pen in bold and emphasis.
"The idea is good and the plan is feasible. Please resolve the recruitment yourself, but there must be no money and trade disputes with malicious intent..."
"Please plan the follow-up trade conference after the time is ripe..."
The rustling black charcoal pen smoothly added a round full stop after the last word, and then signed his name.
"Elf King Feng Ying Haoyue."
"What is this?"
"wheat."
"What's the use?"
"Eatable."
"Is it tasty?"
"good."
"How to sell?"
"Eight elf coins per pound."
The elf in ephedra clothes sat boredly in front of his stall, running natural energy while introducing the food to the customers who were looking at the wheat.
Under her skin, there seemed to be a faint golden light running and flowing, spreading from one node to other nodes, and then converging at the next place.
The position of her spine is the source of all natural energy flows. Densely packed light lines of different sizes sometimes disappear and sometimes appear, connecting her whole body.
She was a little bored, and her funds were a little low, because you have to pay for the leased land.
After searching in other areas, she admitted that she really had no other way to make money. For the sake of her own career, she went out to sell the wheat she grew.
Otherwise, what should I do? Apply to the Elf Kingdom for a test field?
She rubbed her forehead and felt a little headache. Is there really any investment in something that obviously has no shadow yet?
"So expensive?"
The visitor was startled and hurriedly dropped the light yellow wheat in his hand and said goodbye in a hurry.
Abu straightened the bag that was pulled sideways and continued to sit here and wait.
There is no other way. Apart from the wheat she picked out for planting, this is all she has left. On average, she has to sell so much to be able to afford the rental fee.
"Is it tasty?"
"...It's not bad." There was another new customer, and the topic came back here, leaving A Bu speechless. "It can supplement some micronutrients that you can't usually eat."
"oh."
Okay, no more content.
Seeing the time passing by, the elf in ephedra clothes couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
"Is it so important whether it tastes good or not?" She sighed, but she really hadn't considered what was so good about this thing.
Apart from the fact that it is expected to become the second largest agricultural plant after its output increases in the future and can fill the stomach, it does not seem to have any good benefits.
Noon, afternoon, time passed little by little.
Abu looked at the gradually thinning flow of people and watched them go home full of joy and purchases.
As for me, the things piled here have not been moved at all.
Come on, let's think of a solution tomorrow. If that doesn't work, I'd better go and raise deer. Although it's a bit dirty, tiring and a bit hard, at the end of the winter, as long as the living expenses are more compact, the rental fee is still barely enough.
Abu put away the stall and didn't complain about it. It doesn't matter. When her wheat is successfully grown and the method of eating it is developed, I think you still won't eat wheat?
"Hello, may I ask, what is this?"
Just as she was closing the stall, a gentle voice came from the front.
Abu raised his head and looked at an elf landing on the stone road not far in front of her.
As an intermediate Druid, she didn't hear any news, so the person coming must be a high-level Druid.
There are still only a handful of high-level druids in the current elven kingdom. Except for the first batch of voters, I have never heard of any subsequent generation of druids entering the advanced level.
"This is wheat." She opened the linen bag with some enthusiasm, revealing the round seeds inside so that he could see it more clearly.
The elf nodded and praised, "Not bad."
He took in the state of her stall and knew in his heart that she had not sold any at all.
"Want to buy some?" Abu asked, "Eight...six elf coins per pound."
The elf glanced at the large bags piled aside, which probably weighed several hundred kilograms.
"Can I take a look first?" he asked.
"No problem." A Bu hesitated for a moment, then handed over the small bag in his hand.
The elf stretched out his hand, poured out a few grains of wheat from his small pocket, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.
Then he placed the bag on a stone platform at knee height, picked up a grain of wheat, rubbed it on the pads of his two thumbs, and dropped it into his mouth.
He chewed it carefully and tasted the wheat content with his tongue.
"Light sugar, high powder, that's it."
In Abu's slightly expectant eyes, the elf opened his eyes, and the few remaining grains of wheat in his hand jumped into his pocket.
"Give me five pounds." The elf took out three high elf coins from his pocket, and they came to life under the crown of the woodland on the golden plane.
"Okay." Abu was overjoyed. He filled a small bag with five kilograms of weight, weighed it on the shared scale nearby, and handed it to the elf in front of him.
"If possible, it's best not to travel far in the past two days. Someone will contact you."
"Eh?" When the elf in ephedra clothes was about to ask again, he only saw his leaving figure.
After he reached the end of the street, she reacted with joy. In other words, her things were finally sold?
You know, some of the remaining wheat from last year was used to make bird food, and it didn't sell for much.
She pinched the three golden coins in her hand and wondered whether she should stay at home for two days.
It’s not a loss anyway.
On the other side, the elf who bought a few kilograms of wheat walked out and walked straight to the main elf canteen on the first ring road.