looked at the little one and the little two who were holding their thighs and constantly competing in secret.

Guan Feng's black line, he just skinned it a little, but he didn't expect to harvest two sons of such a big age, can't you be a little more reserved? Just for this pork leg, don't you even want your face?

"Ahem....." Guan Feng cleared his throat and was about to explain.

Xiao Yi directly interrupted Guan Feng and said, "Dad, do you see if our eyes are the same round, this is a beautiful big eyeball inherited from our family." ”

As he spoke, he took off the mask on his face.

bilingbiling blinked twice.

Hey, don't say it, this big eyeball is really chic, and it even comes with bilingbiling sound effects.

Just as Guan Feng was enjoying the strange scene in front of him, Xiao Er directly slapped Xiao Yi in the face.

"You haven't even seen Dad's big eyes, how do you know you're the same?? It's good to have a bottom line, you see my supple mane and half-red and half-yellow fashion color, this is ironclad proof that we are real father and son! ”

Guan Feng: ". . . ”

Looking at the two hilichurls who became more and more excited the more they talked, and even fought in the end.

Guan Feng was embarrassed for a while, guilty, he really just wanted to skin it, how could he have thought that they would fight for a pork leg, and their IQ actually rose in a straight line because of the pork leg!

Could it be that this is the hidden talent of the good meat family?

Guan Feng couldn't tell, but now he still took advantage of the gap between the two hilichurls to fight and quietly slipped into the tribe.

....................

Entering the gate and passing through a rugged path, Guan Feng finally entered the tribe, the tribe was very primitive, except for a cauldron the size of six people in the center of the village, there was nothing special.

If there is anything strange about it, it may be the atmosphere today, when Guan Feng walked into the tribe, he happened to see their shaman dancing in front of the cauldron with a group of hilichurls, chanting and singing.

This scene filled Guan Feng's mind with question marks.

It is important to know that this kind of shaman dance is usually performed on the day of the sacrifice or during the night prayer.

It was the first time he had seen dancing and partying at noon.

With such doubts, Guan Feng carried the pig's leg and waited quietly on the side.

Wait until the end of the dance, with the shaman's order.

The hilichurls around the cauldron didn't care about the hot cauldron, and went straight to scoop up the pieces of meat inside.

Seeing this, Guan Feng gradually understood, it turned out that there was a bumper harvest today.

It's just that where did they get such a large amount of meat from? Winter is coming soon, there are more and more monsters in the forest, and there are fewer and fewer prey, and they even have meat to use for parties?

And even if you want to have a party today, why is the little one who looks at the gate, the little two are like starving ghosts, so there is no lower limit for a pork leg?

After waiting on the side for nearly half an hour, when the hilichurls had licked the iron pot clean, Guan Feng slowly approached.

The shaman had actually discovered Guan Feng who was waiting on the sidelines, but seeing that he had no intention of coming up to grab the meat, Guan Feng was watching from the sidelines.

"Come with me." The shaman took his staff and walked slowly towards the wooden yurt.

Hearing this, Guan Feng hurriedly followed, and the people around him who had just eaten were still staring at his pork leg with burning eyes.

What a bunch of greedy guys.

.......................

After sitting down, Guan Feng was not polite, and directly put the wild boar's leg in front of the shaman.

"As always, just change some fruits and vegetables in the same quantities as before."

But surprisingly, this time the shaman shook his head and rejected him.

"We don't need your stale meat now."

"How could it not be? You see that winter is coming soon, and it will be difficult for you to hunt your prey by then, and this pork leg is very precious, and besides, I just want to exchange some fruits and vegetables, and it is not something difficult for you to come up with. ”

However, the shaman still shook his head: "No, I won't change." ”

Looking at the confident eyes behind the shaman's mask, Guan Feng knew that something must have happened to make this old shaman so complacent.

Guan Feng thought for a while, pushed his pork leg in front of the shaman, and said.

"Alas, it seems that your tribe has hit a lot of prey during this time, this pig's leg is regarded as the tuition fee for my teaching, I don't know if you can teach me, how can you be as successful as your tribe and fight so many prey? Our tribe is running out of food. ”

Hearing Guan Feng's words, the shaman was very useful, his eyes behind the mask narrowed slightly, and his expression became more and more arrogant.

He took the pork leg and put it beside him: "Of course it doesn't matter if this kind of thing tells you. Your tribe should know that someone is buying the Mark of the Wind. ”

Of course Guan Feng knew this, and thanks to this matter, he was able to collect 126 Wind Seals so easily, he nodded.

The shaman continued, "Today they sent the 'Archmage' to us to buy up the Wind Seals. I really didn't expect that garbage could be exchanged for so much animal meat. ”

As he spoke, the shaman's eyes turned into crescent moons.

'Archmage'? It's a name I haven't heard of before.

Guan Feng had always thought that someone had acquired the Wind Seal was just a legend, but he didn't expect that someone was really buying it, and when he got the Wind Seal before, he also tossed it over and over again, but he didn't find anything, it was just a badge containing a faint wind elemental power, and he really didn't know what the other party was doing to buy the Wind Seal.

Guan Feng asked curiously, "How many wild boars can you exchange for a Wind Seal?" ”

This question directly attracted the shaman's eyes like a fool: "That kind of garbage, you still want to exchange one for several wild boars??? Young people are still too naïve in their thinking. ”

"And how much did you sell?"

"10 pigs were replaced, and we replaced 17!"

Looking at the proud appearance of the shaman, Guan Feng was speechless for a while, he didn't expect that your thick-eyed and big-eyed guy actually hid nearly 170 Wind Seals.

And the price is outrageously low!

In his previous life, when he was playing games, he was also a dutiful old chef, and he would go to Clear Springs every day to find Draff to empty his animal meat reserves.

He clearly remembered that a piece of animal meat only sold for 240 Mora, and a wild boar dropped two pieces of animal meat, so a simple conversion of a wild boar was about 500 Mora.

Even if there is a big gap between the game and reality, the price will not be too outrageous, and it may fluctuate by about two or three times at most.

In other words, a wind seal can be exchanged for at least one wild boar, and this shaman actually sold it for one-tenth of the price!!

Thinking of this, Guan Feng couldn't help but feel the horror of information asymmetry, and even looked at the shaman's eyes with a little pity.