I don't know if the other party got the anger from killing people or how he got the anger, but this is the first time that Zhang Zhongjun has seen red qi on someone in this wilderness for so long. Although the www.biquge.info gray gas still accounts for most of the gray gas, it still accounts for most of the gray gas, but under the reflection of the dozens of red gases, it has been biased to pink, and I believe that as long as this strong man goes further, the gray gas of the whole body will be replaced by red gas.

Although Zhang Zhongjun knew that the purpose of his coming to this world was to gather qi, he also knew that as long as the qi on his body reached red, he could leave this world. But he still hasn't figured out what the effect of this qi will be when it is received on his body, and what does the Heavenly Emperor have to do with the obligation of the breeder to let him, the so-called breeder, come to this world to collect qi?

According to the understanding, Zhang Zhongjun can only think that the emperor's pet is actually kept in other places, and the qi here may be the food of the pet, and only in this way can he explain why he, a breeder appointed by the emperor, has to come to this world to perform the obligation of a breeder, that is, the work of collecting qi.

It's really weird to say, there is such a pet that uses these qi as food, why does the Emperor of Heaven have such a pet? And why do I have to come to this world to collect qi? Isn't it even stronger than him to find an angel at random?

Zhang Zhongjun shook his head and put these doubts aside for the time being, the Heavenly Emperor's mind was not something that his people could guess, anyway, he just had to follow the order.

So Zhang Zhongjun turned his attention to the other three buyers, in comparison, the rich merchant and the goatee, and the old oilman, the qi on his body was much more ordinary, all in a gray-white state.

The rich merchant and the goatee were more gray and less white. And the old oil is more white, but mixed with a wisp of gray.

The old oil's qi is not even as good as that of Zhang Zhongjun, a newcomer, at least there are already three wisps of gray gas in the white qi on Zhang Zhongjun's body.

Zhang Zhongjun didn't care about these at all, if he really wanted to talk about it, that old oilman was his target this time, because this kind of local snake who looked like a bag inquired would definitely pass on his news.

The sturdy man patted and pinched the two horses that Zhang Zhongjun was about to sell, looked at the fur and looked at the hooves, and finally, he nodded with satisfaction.

However, he did not immediately ask for the price, but stepped aside, making room for a few other people to come forward and look at the horse.

Both the rich merchant and the goatee looked at it slightly, and then nodded with unchanged expressions.

On the contrary, it was the old oilman, when he saw the mark behind the horse's buttocks that was deliberately made by Zhang Zhongjun, he couldn't help but have a glint in his eyes, and he also secretly and quickly glanced at Zhang Zhongjun several times, and then, the old oilman retreated, secretly made a gesture, and naturally someone in the audience quietly retreated with him.

And this whole process fell into Zhang Zhongjun's eyes without a trace, he smiled in his heart, and shouted again with a big grin: "How, my two horses are indeed strong war horses, right? If it weren't for my urgent need for a batch of supplies, such a good horse would not have been sold, you must know how many benefits it means to live in this wilderness, having a good horse!"

The fierce man was the first to speak up and said, "Brother, do you accept gold and silver for these two horses? I am willing to give 50 taels of gold!"

"I'm sorry big brother, I only need knives, bows, arrows, salt, and medicine, and nothing else. Zhang Zhongjun shook his head directly and said. The fierce man immediately shook his head with a bitter face and stopped talking.

The merchant immediately laughed and said, "Haha, I am willing to give 1 stone of salt, ten war knives, 200 iron arrows, and 50 wound medicine in exchange for your two horses!"

"I'll give you a ten-stone strong bow with a hundred iron arrows, ten catties of fine salt, and ten pieces of wound medicine for your two horses!" the man in charge, touching his goatee and holding up a finger, finally spoke.

The onlookers all gasped, there was no shortage of food, iron, even meat, gold and silver in this wilderness, because the land itself is very fertile, and there are also many mineral deposits, which is why so many people still have to run out of the city village knowing that the wilderness is so dangerous.

But what the wilderness lacks most is salt and skilled craftsmen, and needless to say, there are no salt mines in the wilderness, and it must be transported from afar.

This is also one of the reasons why the major forces dare to indulge the wilderness, they don't need to spend any effort to exterminate the power of the wilderness, they only need to put the salt road on the road, and it won't be long before the entire wilderness will be finished.

And the skilled craftsmen, of course, are all collected in the city, don't look at the poor who can't survive in the city, but the craftsmen with craftsmanship can live well, but they are all firmly controlled by the big forces.

It can be said that in this world, all skilled craftsmen are in the hands of big forces, and in this world where great power is attributed to individuals, there will never be a craftsman as cheap as a dog, and even some skilled craftsmen are all guests of the big forces.

So don't look at these forces in the wilderness, there is money, food and people, but there will definitely be no good weapons, and those good weapons are all in the hands of the big forces that control the city.

To put it simply, here in the wilderness, it is very easy to get knives, iron arrows, and even iron armor, but to get a strong bow, it is hard to find.

Zhang Zhongjun has the memory of this body, of course he knows this, so he didn't wait for the old oilman's quotation at all, and directly pointed to the goatee and said, "I'll change it with you!"

The goatee laughed, and only bowed his hand to the rich merchant and the strong man and said, "Accept and accept" Then he waved to the crowd, and naturally there were a few strong men, carrying supplies.

The old oilman had shrunk into the crowd, and it was clear that no one thought he was really the one who wanted to trade.

Goatee opened one of the bags, and it contained ten pounds of fine salt and ten portions of knife wounds wrapped in oiled paper, and on the side there was already a bundle of a hundred iron arrows, and at last there was a long box, which was opened, and was obviously maintained with lime, and loosened one bow and several bowstrings.

Looking at these, Zhang Zhongjun raised his eyebrows, this goatee's subordinate is very capable, he just proposed the transaction price, and his subordinates were immediately ready, and they moved over as soon as they were greeted.

Of course, it may also be that people have prepared so many things, but looking at the clothes and steady posture of those strong men who carry materials, they are obviously very capable subordinates.

In a village market, I didn't expect to meet such a person.

(End of chapter)