Long before the Catastrophe, truffle hunters in the Provence region would raise and train sows to look for black truffles. It is said that the smell of black truffles is similar to the smell of androstenol secreted by boars during estrus. Sows have a keen sense of smell.
Black truffles buried at a depth of 5 to 0 centimeters can be smelled from a distance of 6 meters with extremely high accuracy.
Italians on the Balkan Peninsula prefer obedient hunting dogs to search for white truffles. They can not only help mark the location of white truffles, but can even conduct preliminary excavations without damaging the truffles - but it is said that
The "strong" smell of truffles is very damaging to the dog's sense of smell. Often after digging a few or more than a dozen truffles, the hunting dog needs to rest and can no longer continue working.
Finding truffles is not an easy task at any time, especially during the Cataclysm. Except for the "extravagant" of Bafanglou, not even Yishanfang organized such a team of truffle hunters.
As for Lin Chou, well, unless he has a nose as sharp as a pig or dog, he shouldn't even think about it.
What?!
Training four dogs to find truffles?
hehe...
Friends, do you still remember what kind of product that product is?
Instead of training four dogs to humiliate themselves, it is undoubtedly more reliable to explore the potential value of a large number of hunters.
Seeing that Lin Chou was a little distracted, Ma Chuanhe smiled sarcastically,
"Lin Zi, I know you are well-intentioned, but a team like ours, which is so bunched together, has to put an extra 200 kilograms of Origin Crystal fuel in the trunk before it dares to go out in the wilderness. That's why Zushan really doesn't dare to go."
...Obviously Ancestral Mountain is rich in products, but historically only a few powerful evolvers, teams or garrison leaders have liked to try their luck there, alas..."
Ma Chuanhe thought for a while,
"It's a bit better now. The mountains behind Yanhui Mountain and several hundred kilometers away are actually the relative 'safe zone' of Zushan. No alien beasts and demonic plants exceeding the fifth level dare to be active in this area, not even the fourth level ones.
Very rarely, even my team can occasionally wander around the outside, thanks to Gungun, he is really awesome, awesome!"
Generally speaking, Gungun's majesty extends downwards at most two levels. Those who are lower than the third level do not ignore Uncle Gungun's glittering awesomeness, but - how interested do you think the giant dragon will be in ants?
The low-level "weak" ones know this very well, provided of course that they do not have particularly boring souls and extremely interesting bodies like rainbow hazel pheasants.
Lin Chou held her chin with her hand and said emmmmm with eyes shining,
"Mr. Ma, you said that if you let Gungun be the leader and lead the hunter team to hunt in Zushan, the conditions are naturally to form a group and help me find the whereabouts of truffles and other precious ingredients. It's very simple.
Oh~"
Ma Chuanhe's face almost turned purple.
Everyone knows that a place like Zushan, even at the sixth level, is not a capital that can move sideways. Let’s not mention whether there are higher-level existences - if there are too many ants, they will kill the elephant!
"Pfft~"
This familiar sound is not Ma Chuanhe laughing, but the sound effect when the warlock suddenly apparates out.
The warlock perfectly expressed all his expectations and pleasure with a "(?ω?)" expression.
"How about I lead the team? This warlock's character guarantees that there will never be any casualties... uh... deaths. Lin Zi, you just need to pay me the security guard's salary on a daily basis."
Lin Chou blinked,
"Security in the uptown area or security in the lower town?"
The Warlock’s emoticon was changed to “ψ(*｀ー′)ψ”, saying,
"Is it okay to go to the Queen City..."
"Get out, get out slowly and don't pay attention to the car."
It is said that the warlock has only taken on two orders of business since he went to sea this month, so he is still very poor.
In fact, even Lin Chou couldn't figure out how someone of Master Warlock's level and a top player in the industry managed to make himself so poor - it makes sense that he could lose his savings and inventory just by losing such a basic
The operation feels completely impossible to make your pocket cleaner than your face?!
The warlock reached out and took Sanhuang out of his sleeves, kissed him and held him high.
Lin Chou suddenly said doubtfully,
"Where's Lao Zhao?"
The warlock said casually,
"I left early..."
Lin Chou banged the table and said in a loud voice,
"What?? Gone!!"
Sanhuang was almost so frightened that all his chicken feathers flew out, his little eyes were filled with fear.
Warlock: "..."
No matter what the situation is, just leave. Why is this so exciting?
Lin Chou walked around in circles,
"Who is that? Where's the blind old man?"
The warlock thought for a while,
"The old man drank too much and fell asleep."
Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Yourong reminded,
"Grandpa Zhao settled the bill before he left. The money has been transferred to your card. Leave the card on the counter."
Lin Chou,
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
——Bai was so excited that he almost thought someone was eating the Overlord meal. Didn't he see that Lin Moumou's kitchen knife was already hungry and thirsty?
Su Yourong reminded again,
"By the way, Shihu, it seems that the snowman's food is out again!"
Lin Chou's eyes were silent and expressionless,
"What? It's gone again? The ones stored in the incubator are gone too??"
It's no wonder that Lin Chou's mentality exploded. He had put almost an entire adult useless deer in the incubator...
The key is that you can't always feed the snow dumpling boss things like Black Mountain wild boar, waste wood deer, etc. Eating chaffy vegetables can indeed fill your stomach, but lobster, king crab can also fill you up...
Even if he himself doesn’t have any objections to the meal treatment of Mr. Xuetuanzi, so many pairs of eyes are staring at him. Obviously, he can’t be a man who picks and picks like a green potted plant. He, Lin, is not that kind of person~
Besides, the Gao family has settled the bill once for Mr. Xue Tuanzi!
Ahem, I just don’t know if they are ready for the next checkout...
Su Yourong wanted to speak but stopped,
"master..."
"?"
"I...I think..."
"Don't be hesitant. If you have anything to say, just say it. Have you not cut the potatoes into shreds today?"
Su Yourong said aggrievedly,
"Master, do you think Mr. Snowman can't get enough of this kind of food?"
Lin's frown gradually came together.
Yourong's voice became smaller and smaller, hesitating,
"I've eaten so much... but there's no change at all... When the snowman eats hot pot... I always feel like it can only be full if it tastes surprising and satisfying..."
"Oops"
Boss Lin was actually aware or had some suspicions before, but he never dared to believe it.
He felt that if this was really the case...
The next time the Gao family comes to pay the bill, they will probably yell about robbery or something and then run away, moving the family to a remote nook and cranny where even the King of Heaven and I can't find it.