Walking out of the street and crossing the road, Li Xin found a Western restaurant to solve lunch, ordered a rib eye steak, a sausage claypot rice, and a fruit salad, no way, he was really hungry! I loaded the magic stick all morning, and I ran for another two or three hours, and now it's almost two o'clock!

Sending away the waiter who hinted at recharging, Li Xin leaned on the seat, sipped lemonade, and suddenly felt a little lost, saying that the good shopping guide lady looked at people with low eyes, hooligans plotted against her, and plainclothes police suspected of selling stolen goods? Alas...... didn't even show up, life is really lonely as snow.

After sighing about his life, Li Xin began to think about the next step again.

Now that the economic crisis has been solved, the next step is to rent a warehouse and find a wholesaler of edible oil, so that there is a stable base and supply. Tomorrow, as long as you get another batch of gold bars and exchange them for liquidity, then you can mobilize enough resources at any time, whether it is to subdue and use that Storm tribe, or continue to exchange gold, you can be calm and easy.

The warehouse goes to the urban-rural junction to rent one, that kind of place is full of all kinds of small warehouses, trucks come and go day and night, as a slightly strange tree, hiding in the forest is the safest!

As for edible oil, go directly to the wholesale market to see if there are any miscellaneous brands in the miscellaneous brand, it would be better if you could contact the ground gou, although you have earned more than 100,000 yuan, but the operating costs of pretending to be a god stick are also considered, and the minotaur is so strong, eat some Chinese specialty oil, maybe you can also improve immunity!

After thinking about the plan and sitting bored for a while, the waiter came over with a tray and put the food on the table in the same way.

"Hello! This is the meal you ordered, all are ready, please use it slowly. ”

"Okay, thanks." Li Xin answered, and couldn't wait to pick up the knife and fork and start to enjoy a sumptuous lunch.

…………

Another world, the Rin Wind Tribe.

In the warm yurt, there is a large cauldron in the middle, which is stewed with jerky, cheese, mushrooms, wild vegetables, and a thick layer of grease floating on the surface.

"Everyone eat more, there are still a lot of things in this pot, don't waste it, I put a lot of jerky in it today." Morrowind drank the broth and greeted several elders loudly.

"I'm dying today, and I feel full without much food." One of the elders ate to great contentment.

"Sure, my wife poured a bucket of oil into it, I've never eaten such an oily stew before! It's really worth two meals. Morrowind pointed to the empty bucket next to him and explained distressedly.

"Yes, it's so filling, and it would be better if there was mare's milk wine." Another elder said.

"Gray Corner, you still want to drink? Now there is not enough mare's milk to drink! If it weren't for the fact that the man sent dozens of barrels of oil, the chief wouldn't have dared to be so generous. ”

"Yes, yes, in winter, when the hay is fed, you don't even have milk to drink, and you still want to drink?"

"You know! The appearance of this angel means that our good days are coming soon, not to mention mare's milk wine in the future, even if it is white wine and wine, we can still drink it! Grayhorn retorted unconvinced.

"Alright, alright! Don't talk about that, get down to business! Morrowind raised his hand to stop everyone's noise, turned to Gray Horn and asked, "Gray Horn, how did you do what I told you?" ”

"Uh... I have done as you have been told. After the angel departed, our men followed, but they followed from a distance. However, after following him for ten minutes, he turned around a small dirt bag and disappeared, and we searched around the neighborhood and found no place to hide people. It feels like he's just disappeared..."Speaking of this, Gray Horn looked at Chenfeng's face before cautiously continuing: "Chief Chief, it's not that I'm not serious, it's that this thing is really weird. ”

"Just gone?" Morrowind asked thoughtfully. "Gray Horn, have you thought about how he disappeared?"

"He disappeared out of thin air, and all this oil appeared out of thin air, probably for the same reason." Gray Corner is somewhat uncertain.

"Well, I think so too." Morrowind nodded, and said to Gray Horn seriously, "I think he may have an ability, an ability to freely teleport people and things. ”

"If that's the case... That would indeed explain the incredible things that are happening today. Grayhorn thought for a moment and agreed.

"Hehe, there are even more incredible things..."Chenfeng smiled mysteriously, looked around at everyone, and said slowly: "Today, I suddenly asked an angel for an iron pot, everyone should have noticed." It's not a whim, but a test of what would happen if he ordered something he didn't expect? As a result, he agreed without hesitation. Then this shows that the resources in his hands are all-inclusive, otherwise, he has to think about it and confirm whether he has it in his hand. ”

"If that's the case, then he's incredible, he has countless supplies in his hands, and he can teleport anywhere at will. With this ability, even if he is not an angel, it is no different from an angel! Gray Horn said in shock.

"It doesn't matter if he's an angel or not, as long as he can get us food. It would be nice to get some steel as he said. Morrowind smiled, paused for a moment, and then said thoughtfully: "Seriously, I kind of believe that he was sent by the Emperor of Heaven, those exquisite food, this magical ability, if it wasn't sent by the Emperor of Heaven, then why would he appear in a poor place like ours?" ”

"Yes! It was a miracle that a human being came to save our lives when we needed it most! ”。

"I think he's an angel! Otherwise, who would have come to such a poor country to save our humble tribe? ”

"If he can help us get through this difficult time, even if he says that he is the Emperor of Heaven, I don't have a problem!"

"Hehe, the appearance of this angel is indeed a great thing for our tribe." Chenfeng smiled, and then changed the conversation: "However, there is one thing that must be paid attention to. Today, Gray Horn is going to follow the angels, and you must keep your mouth shut, and you must not let others know. Gray Corner, the people who are going to follow today, you must tell them well, don't let them leak the slightest rumor! ”

"Yes! Chief Chief! Gray Horn hurriedly replied.

"Don't think I'm making a fuss." Seeing the disapproving looks of several elders, Morrowind explained uneasily: "Although we have no malicious intentions, if he knows about it, it will be troublesome if he has any bad thoughts." At present, he is our only hope to survive the winter, and the Windy Tribe can no longer withstand the toss, and cannot afford to lose a big one because of a small thing. So, I don't want any surprises, you know? ”

"Understood! Chief Chief! The elders replied one after another.