In the past half month or so, the army has arrived at the forest camp one after another, and the somewhat depressed temporary market outside the camp has gradually become more and more lively.

Many caravans were keenly aware of business opportunities, and they gathered at the foot of this lush mountain from far and wide.

The white tents that have been erected are like mushrooms after the rain, and they are popping up from the hillside.

He Boqiang returned to the camp of the merchant Larkin, and was just about to get into the tent when he saw the curly-haired boy Gabi poking his head out of another tent and smirking at He Boqiang.

He Boqiang walked over and looked at Gabi quietly.

The curly-haired boy looked at the monster leather armor on He Boqiang's body with envy, and said with a smile:

"Little Dack, you're so handsome in this leather armor."

He Boqiang sat on the grass at the door of Gabi's tent and looked at the Gandar Earl Mountain in the distance with Gabi.

On the other side of the sea of clouds, a golden sun is about to end from the mountains.

The curly-haired boy lay on the grass and said to He Boqiang:

"Will you go into the mountains with Surdak and them tomorrow?"

He Boqiang nodded.

"Be careful on the road." The curly-haired boy had some shallow freckles on his face, and his eyes narrowed into a thin slit when he smiled, he put his hand into the tent, took out an iron can, placed it in front of He Boqiang, and said:

"I think you might need this ......"

He Boqiang took it and felt heavy in his hand.

This thin subway leather box looks a bit like ......

The curly-haired boy said proudly, "This is canned meat, Larkin invited me and Ulysses to eat it once, and it tastes amazing." ”

I didn't expect that there were canned food in this world, and He Boqiang felt that no matter how good this thing tasted, it was worth trying.

"It's a bit expensive, and I can't buy a few boxes with my monthly salary, but it's very convenient to carry around, do you want to have a few boxes?" Gabi said.

He Boqiang nodded, gestured with his hand, and asked about the price of this thing.

Gabby's eyes widened, his face showed a hint of joy, and he couldn't believe it, and asked He Boqiang, "Do you really want to buy it?" In fact...... I think it's more economical to have wheat crackers and jerky. ”

He Boqiang repeatedly said that he was very sure.

Like a mouse, Gabi got into the tent, took out a few more cans from it, handed them to He Boqiang, and added:

"Well, in fact, you don't have to worry about logistics supplies, there will be caravans to organize transport teams to send grain and grass supplies into the mountains."

He Boqiang patted the curly-haired boy on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't care about this, and then he untied his money bag from his waist, counted out the full amount of silver hammer from it and handed it to Gabi's hand.

These goods are the boss Lajin, Gabi usually set up a stall for sale, Gabi carefully counted the silver hammers, he did not learn arithmetic, can only line up the canned meat, each can in front of the full amount of silver hammers, after the full, he took away the silver hammers, and He Boqiang took away those cans.

He Boqiang put six boxes of canned food into his backpack, and pushed the remaining one box in front of Gabi, the curly-haired boy.

"You're going to give it to me?"

He Boqiang nodded.

"Oh, no, no, no, I can't accept your gift......"

He Boqiang did not force the curly hair boy, but pulled out the dagger from the calf, cut the lid of the canned food box, and found that there was a whole piece of cooked beef stuffed inside, he tried to cut off a piece with a knife and put it in his mouth, the beef was very crispy and delicious, but the spices were a little special.

Then he handed the can and dagger with the lid open to Gabi, who widened his eyes, took it in his hand with a cheer, took out a large piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and said to He Boqiang: "I think this thing is a perfect match for baked wheat cakes." ”

"I really can't figure out how the orcs managed to fit such a large piece of beef into an iron box that could last a long time."

"I envy the orcs of the Pai Plateau now, I have heard that when they drove their cattle to wander in the wasteland, their bags were full of this thing, and they ate canned meat just as we eat baked wheat cakes, I really envy the life of those orcs!"

Listening to the curly-haired boy Gabi's continuous emotion, He Boqiang got up and returned to his tent.

Larkin has been buying a lot of goods lately, which makes the tent even more crowded, and even under the bed there are some oilskin paper bags.

He Boqiang sat on the bed and poured out all the coins in the money bag, and in the jingling sound, a large pile of silver hammers mixed with copper plates, gold coins, and three magic crystals the size of pigeon eggs, this is all He Boqiang's property.

Tomorrow there will be money to be paid for the blacksmith to transform the Roman sword, and more than eighty silver hammers will be less than a dozen.

He Boqiang picked out four gold coins from the pile of money, which were distributed to He Boqiang after the second team sold the loot.

According to Red Sock, the money was enough to cover his military salary for more than half a year, and because of the large denomination of the gold coins, silver and scattered copper plates were the main currency in circulation.

Thinking that he was about to leave the forest farm camp, He Boqiang suddenly wanted to go to the market again.

He put the coins into a bag again, and when he shook it in his hand, it would make a series of crunch sounds, and his heart would feel much more steady.

Stepping out of the tent again, the hunky Ulysses had woken up and sat on a wooden shelf outside the tent with an iron rod in his hand, and his main task every day was to keep vigil at night to prevent the homeless and thieves from stealing Larkin's goods.

He Boqiang and Ulysses waved their hands.

Ulysses said to He Boqiang in a simple voice: "Little Dack, where are you going so late?" ”

He Boqiang pointed to the street market outside and walked straight out.

The sky was getting dark, and the stars were shining in the night sky.

The soldiers in the barracks returned to the camp one after another, making the market deserted.

Some pine resin torches were lit in the market, and some of the stalls were also propped up in front of the colorful magic street lamps.

The stall owners talked to him, but found that the young man who gambled on the magic core didn't say a word, and if there was a selected magic core, as long as the price was not ridiculously expensive, he would basically buy it casually.

However, the stall owners did not see him, and when they opened any magic core, they usually put it in the money bag and left silently.

After taking a long turn in the market, He Boqiang didn't expect that he had unknowingly bought eight first-level demonic beast cores.

Not only did he take out the eighty silver coins in the money bag, but he even spent all the four gold coins that were pressed in the bag.

I saw a small file seller at the stall at the corner of the street, and I also spent five silver hammers to buy one, and when I returned to the tent, I found that there were only a dozen copper plates left in the money bag, and the gold coins and silver hammers had all turned into eight small magic cores.

He Boqiang sat at the entrance of the tent, and with the help of the faint street lamp outside, he took the small file in his hand to file the hard skin of the demon core in his hand, the skin of the demon core was very hard, and he had to use enough strength to peel off the skin of the demon core layer by layer.

After filing dozens of times, I saw that a spar like a broken diamond appeared in the demon core.

As the demon core was opened, those fine fragmented crystals the size of rice grains were scattered in He Boqiang's hands......

He Boqiang was a little dumbfounded, looking at the fine broken magic crystal in his hand, he didn't expect that the first one would actually open a bunch of magic crystal fragments that were not very valuable.

These magic crystal fragments were too broken to sell for any price, so they could only be ground into powder and used as ingredients for magic ink.

In the next five first-level demon cores, only magic crystal fragments were opened, four of which were as fine as gravel, and only two of them were distributed in sheets, and only this kind of magic crystal fragment would be slightly more valuable.

Each of the eight magic crystals could feel a faint magical power.

After grinding it open, He Boqiang found that not all the magic cores that emitted magic power had magic crystals, and more magic cores only had some fine fragments of magic crystals.

He Boqiang was a little speechless and filed the last two slightly larger magic cores open the hard skin, looking at the magic crystals that looked like dragon's eye grapes inside, He Boqiang breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, the first six of the gambling spars can only be said to be not a loss, and the last two have made a slight profit......