Chapter 5 Making Money

Sauron's backflip landed on the vanilla pig's back.

In the left eye, four spots of light evenly dotted around the edge of the pupil flickered.

It's four points of light!

Turbulent spiritual power fluctuations lingered and spewed, forming a wind-blown Buddha around Sauron's body.

However, this only lasted for a moment, and after the death of Vanilla Pig, Sauron became unremarkable again.

Sauron glanced back, and the other five vanilla pigs had been left behind in the distance, not yet catching up, leaving him some time to dispose of the loot.

"The vanilla meat is on the rump, and the flesh is slightly pink. Sauron looked down, and sure enough, he found that the fur of the vanilla pig, which was one meter and a half wide, was light in color and pale green, in stark contrast to the dark green fur elsewhere.

"This is it. The corners of Sauron's mouth were slightly upturned, and he took a breath, and four bright points of light appeared in his left eye again, and in an instant, the surging spiritual power poured into the long bamboo sword, cutting through the rough and thick fur, and suddenly a rich vanilla aroma erupted thinly, hitting the tip of his nose, giving people an incomparably wonderful sense of intoxication, and his mouth was full of relish.

"I've heard that herb meat can be eaten raw, and the food made in those luxury restaurants is as original as possible. Sauron swallowed his saliva, cut off a piece of fresh meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and suddenly there was a wonderful sensation like an electric shock on the tip of his tongue, the flavors of vanilla and tender meat were perfectly blended, and a large amount of meat juice flowed out between chews, slowly melting in his mouth, extremely delicious.

"It's delicious! No wonder herb meat sells so expensive!"

Sauron hurriedly dug out the one-meter-wide piece of meat, which weighed about five hundred catties, but compared to the seven or eight tons of vanilla pigs, the yield rate was actually very low.

Pull out the oiled paper in your backpack and spread it out.

Sauron wrapped a whole piece of herb meat in oiled paper, tied it with a rope, and carried it on his shoulder, and quickly left the scene.

He didn't worry about being chased by other vanilla pigs, because the nose of vanilla pigs was only sensitive to aromas, and not so good to smells such as sweat, and for this hunt, Sauron didn't take a bath, wash his hair, or change his clothes for a week, which was stinky enough.

Soon, the vanilla pig behind chased after him, and did not find the attacker, but was immediately attracted by the smell of blood, and their eyes were red, and they surrounded the newly dead kind, and devoured them.

Of course, Sauron didn't know this, and there was no record of vanilla pigs having a cannibalistic habit in the game materials, so if he did, he would be speechless.

I haven't taken a shower for a week!

The smell is rancid.

......

Guarding the gates of the city wall.

A certain doorman yawned, and when he stretched his waist, his eyes suddenly stared, his eyes widened, and he showed a ghost-like expression.

Sauron walked over with a large oiled paper bag, showed his ID card, and smiled: "I'm back, remember me, right?"

"Remember, remember. The doorman stammered, his gaze fixed on the oil-paper packet, and he could smell a faint aroma diffusing in the air. "What did you hunt?"

"Vanilla pig. Sauron said.

"What?" the doorman thought he had misheard, and almost screamed, shocked!

Several other doormen who were playing cards turned their heads and looked.

"Say it again, what did you hunt?" the doorman quickly regained his normal voice.

"Fourth-level evolution beast vanilla pig. Sauron smiled earnestly, "I told you, I'm strong. ”

"Level 4?!" The doorman looked confused, didn't believe it, didn't believe it when he killed him, and said excitedly: "What about you, if you can hunt the fourth-level vanilla pig, I, I'll give you a hundred kowtows." ”

Sauron tore open the corner of the oiled paper, and suddenly the rich aroma of vanilla meat spread.

The doorman was petrified in an instant.

It's really vanilla meat!

Judging by the amount and freshness, it is undoubtedly fresh meat that was cut from an adult vanilla pig not long ago.

It can't be fake!

"How is that possible, how did you do it?oh, I see, you must have stolen someone else's prey, didn't you?" The doorman glared dryly, blushing, feeling like he had been slapped in the face, before he said he would kowtow a hundred times. It's so shameless for me!

Sauron smiled, pointed to the long bamboo sword on his back, and said seriously: "The weakness of the vanilla pig is in the ear, and if you pierce it into its ear hole with the long bamboo sword, you can kill it." ”

"I know that, too. But ...... "The doorman was red-faced, and he couldn't get off the stage, and his colleagues were gathering in this direction.

Sauron interrupted, "Can I go?"

"Oh, let's go, you go. "The doorman is pardoned.

Sauron passed through the gate, and under the watchful eye of the guard, he walked briskly towards the North Gate Mall, five hundred meters away.

The mall was built next to the walled gate, and in order to make it easier for hunters to sell their loot, major dealers opened buying points.

Sauron entered the door, paused, and looked around.

The mall is large, divided into three floors, equipped with elevators and escalators.

Sauron found the sign, and found that the purchase point of gourmet meat was in the 4th area on the first floor, and walked a hundred meters inside, and sure enough, he saw a big sign, which read:

[Zone 4 – Specializing in gourmet meats].

Go further inside.

Sauron looked around, there was a row of counters, and an auction spot.

For a while, Sauron, who came to sell things for the first time, didn't know where to start, and after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and searched it, and learned the basic transaction method of the mall.

It turned out that those counters were for the purchase of meat from some low-level evolution beasts, and although they belonged to different distributor companies, the prices were basically the same, fixed, and they were almost the same wherever they went.

The auction point is much more high-end, mainly for rare and high-grade gourmet meat, because this kind of meat, in short supply, all major dealers want, eager to monopolize, in the end it is natural that the highest price gets, auction is the best way to solve the contradiction.

Sauron walked towards the auction site.

There was a young beauty sitting at the front desk, about twenty years old, with long black hair, no light spot in her left eye, looking good, wearing a black dress, answering the phone.

Sauron came to the front desk and waited for a while.

The beautiful receptionist put down the phone, showed a standard service smile, and said, "Hello, sir." What can I do for you?"

"I want to auction my trophy, fourth-grade vanilla meat, about five hundred catties. Sauron said directly.

"Fourth-grade vanilla meat, five hundred catties?!" The beautiful receptionist was a little shocked, looked at Sauron deeply, and then looked at the oiled paper bag, and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll call our manager over." ”

She made a phone call, and in less than two minutes, she saw a slightly balding middle-aged fat uncle trotting over with an excited smile on his face.

"Hello Hello, I'm the auctioneer, Joshua. "The manager shook hands with Soren very warmly.

Sauron put the oiled paper bag on the table at the front desk and said unhurriedly, "Please check it, if you can, I want to auction it off as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, okay. Joshua took out the glasses in his jacket pocket and put them on, opened the oiled paper bag and looked at it, his eyes suddenly burst into light, and he took out a silver knife and cut off a small piece of meat and put it in his mouth, and his face gradually showed an expression of obsession and enjoyment.

"Genuine fourth-grade herb meat, the meat is delicious, and it doesn't take more than two hours to cut. "It's worthy of being an auctioneer, and it's word for word.