"You can always find some magic herbs here, but it's a bit dangerous to come here." There was some emotion in Aung San's words.

Surdak and his entourage returned to the south shore of the gorge on a ropeway traversed by an indigenous tribe across a mountain stream and gorge.

Sensing that there was such a deep valley that might be able to keep the ghost-striped red ants on the north shore of the canyon for a while, Surdak felt that he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The price of disposing of this huge hive was that Samira had once again overused her arm, and despite the Holy Light and the Divine Blessing Body, she could not get her arm back to normal quickly.

Returning to the cliff where the indigenous tribe was located, the Great Elder of the Indigenous tribe met Surdak again, and the room on the highest level of the indigenous crypt, the Great Elder of the Indigenous Tribes sat in front of the campfire, and when he saw the honey bee chrysalis brought back by Leto and Baalmulle, he asked people to find two clay pots and put them in, these honey is not the usual dessert of the indigenous people, but a rare medicinal herb.

It was this joint expedition to the Valley of the Dark Worms that allowed the two sides to establish the most basic trust.

"You mean you're willing to send someone back to Dodan Town with me to make some trades?" Surdak asked the Native Grand Elder.

He knew that this matter was imminent, but he didn't expect the Native Grand Elder to be in such a hurry.

The Native Grand Elder curled up beside him, nodded, and his gaze fell on Surdak's body, and said:

"Yes, we are willing to take out some of these spars and exchange them for some winter supplies from you, which is very important to our Dakuni tribe."

Surdak saw some magical herbs on the wooden shelf behind the native archelman, and he at least saw from the shelves the silver leaf grass, the tranquility flower, and the kudzu root that he could identify, these herbs were almost completely out of stock in the magic market of the Grimm Empire.

At this time, of course, Surdak would not choose those magic crystals that continued to depreciate, he nodded to the Native Grand Elder and said:

"Of course, but I'd rather trade these magic herbs with you than these magic crystals."

The Native Grand Elder was slightly stunned, and looked down at the magic crystals in the wooden plate, but he didn't expect that this young imperial general was actually not interested, but instead took a fancy to those witch medicine materials.

For the warriors of the indigenous tribes, it is far more difficult to obtain magic crystals than to obtain these magic herbs, these magic crystals are taken out of the magic core, just these magic crystals in the wooden plate, I don't know how many precious magic cores are consumed, and the warriors of the indigenous tribe have to hunt enough magic beasts to find these magic cores.

Compared to these magic cores, these magic herbs that grow in the Warcraft Forest are easier to obtain.

The indigenous tribes still have some magical herbs to collect, and many of them cannot be stored for a long time, otherwise the magic will fail, so they will be allowed to grow in the forest, but they will go back regularly to check their growth and make some camouflage outside.

"No problem, as long as the price of the herbs meets our expectations, there is nothing that cannot be traded." The Native Grand Elder nodded, and then asked the Native Maiden beside him to pack some bundles of magical herbs from the shelves into a wooden box.

Then he pondered for a moment before he said to Surdak: "Aung San has brought you to the Dakuni tribe, which is enough to explain your position on the issue of the indigenous tribes and aborigines of the White Forest Plane, and I hope that you will restrain the slave catchers in the town as much as possible during this difficult time." ”

Now the slave gang led by Mayor Marco in Dodan Town has basically been cleared, and basically no adventuring group is willing to enter the Warcraft Forest at this time.

Therefore, Surdak immediately patted his chest and promised:

"I can guarantee that during the period before the outbreak of the beast tide, no one who has a tendency to hunt slaves will be allowed to enter the Monster Forest through the north city wall."

As a result, the Grand Elder of the Dakuni tribe and Surdak reached a second deal

Exchange magical herbs for tribal winter supplies.

Not only that, but this time, the Native Grand Elder also continued to send Leto and Baalmulle to bring these magical herbs and go to Dodan Town with Surdak to carry out this magical herb trade.

The two indigenous warriors did not speak imperial Chinese, so the indigenous Grand Elder asked the young indigenous girl beside him to accompany him.

It had been almost five days since Surdak left Dodan Town, and he refused the enthusiasm of the native Grand Elders, and led his cavalry squadron out of the Invercargill Warcraft Forest, and finally rushed back to Dodan Town at dusk on the sixth day.

A group of cavalry entered the Dodan Gorge and was spotted by the city guards on the city walls.

Not long after, the gate under the northern wall opened, and Andrew led a team of cavalry to run out to meet him.

Andrew, riding on his Gubolai horse, complained to Surdak with a wry smile:

"If you don't come back, I'll lead the cavalry into the Warcraft Forest to find you."

Surdak also knew that he was in the cavalry battalion these days, and he would definitely lead the patrol near the border line under some pressure.

He smiled and patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort and said:

"This time I went a little farther, but the harvest was quite big."

Andrew asked curiously:

"Enter the depths of the Monster Forest and find the root of the beast tide?"

Surdak nodded, tugged at the reins of his warhorse, and said to Andrew:

"Well, almost, the only regret is that I didn't get a closer look at those ghost-patterned red ants, let's go, let's go back to the camp."

The group passed through the gate hole in the north city wall and entered the town of Dodan.

This was the first time that the three young men of the Dakuni tribe had come to the town of Dodan, and they stayed under the northern wall for a long time, and when they passed through the north wall, they saw the town of Dodan inside the wall—so many houses were built on the ground.

The only commercial street in the town was even lit up with street lights, and the colorful lights reflected in the eyes of the three indigenous young people immediately dazzled them a little.

Carrying the herb box on their backs, they foolishly followed Surdak into the barracks.

Everything they saw in the barracks made them feel so new.

Once in the barracks, Samira handed over the horses to the indigenous herdsmen and dragged her tired body away.

Surdak asked Andrew to arrange a house for the three indigenous young men, and then rode to the town of Dodan to see how Selena and Signa were doing.

Passing through the town's long street, I saw that at least half of the shops on both sides of the street were open, and there was not much panic in the eyes of the townspeople.

Passing by the bakery, Surdak dismounted and walked into the bakery.

The bakery's counter was filled with long strips of white bread, but more often scones, almost piled up on a bread rack, and a boss and two apprentices were placing the kneaded dough in the bread oven.

A maid stood at the door, saw Surdak walk in, and hurriedly walked up to receive him.

Surdak walked straight to the shelves of wheat cakes, pointed to the baked wheat cakes on the shelves, and asked directly, "How much does this kind of baked wheat cake cost?" ”

"Ten copper plates a piece!" The maid stammered.

She was so oppressed by Surdak's aura that she couldn't even finish her words.

Surdak casually took out a sheet of baked wheat cake from the shelf, this standard wheat cake was about a foot in diameter, and after adding some yeast, the whole wheat cake was very thick, except for the sweetness of the wheat itself, the taste was slightly sour.

Although the price is not too expensive, it is not too cheap, at least the aborigines of the town cannot afford it.

Surdak asked, "These baked wheat cakes have always been at this price?" ”

When the bakery owner heard Surdak's question, he hurriedly walked up and explained: "It used to be eight copper plates and one wheat cake, but recently the adventure maps on this side of Dodan Town have left one after another, and the merchant group can't receive the goods, so there is no carriage willing to come to Dodan Town, so that the price of wheat flour in the town has increased to a certain extent, so the price of baked wheat cakes has also increased in recent days." ”

Surdak nodded, turned and walked out of the bakery without saying anything.

"Don't you buy a little bread? The white bread in our shop is freshly baked! The bakery owner followed Surdak and sold.

Surdak stopped at the door of the bakery, and the bakery owner who followed behind was eager to give himself a mouthful, secretly complaining that his mouth was so cheap, why did he have to say more?

"How much does it cost to drop the wheat flour to the price of such a large baked wheat cake to two copper plates?" Surdak turned to the bakery owner and asked.

Although the bakery owner was a little nervous, he still carefully calculated it, and then said: "If the price of baked wheat cakes is really reduced to two copper plates a piece, I am afraid that the whole town will come to me to buy baked wheat cakes, then the profit of baked wheat cakes can be diluted a little, and if the cost of wheat flour is counted, one copper coin per pound of wheat flour will be profitable!" But where can there be such cheap wheat flour......"

Surdak nodded, but did not speak, walked out of the bakery and rode away alone.