Chapter 11: Selling Leopard Blood

"Let's go, that's all for today!" The red-faced old man said angrily when he saw that he had finished it.

Zhan Tian nodded, tucked the bamboo tube back into his trouser pocket, and then leaned over to carry the corpse of the Flowing Wind Leopard.

Transporting the carcasses of prey was also the job of war slaves.

However, he almost used the strength to feed, and only then did he carry the corpse on his shoulders and barely carry it!

"This body is too weak, you must step up your training and improve!" Zhan Tian said in his heart.

Although this wind leopard is not small, it is still a streamlined body that is conducive to running, and the whole is about 100 catties.

And when Zhantian is on earth, he can easily carry two bags of cement!

Two bags of cement, that's a full 200 pounds.

The red-faced old man on the side couldn't help but shake his head, and he didn't know what to mumble in his mouth.

It takes a long time to look around when you come, but you don't need to leave when you leave.

The red-faced old man was obviously very familiar with this area, and found a straight road, only a few miles later, and then left the more dangerous area.

But even so, Zhantian only persevered after Liu Gen released two cool breaths.

This made the red-faced old man say again, "The strength is not great, and the endurance is not small!"

Finding a flat boulder, the red-faced old man asked Zhantian to put down the body of the Flowing Wind Leopard, then took out the dagger and prepared to decompose.

Zhan Tian hurriedly found a dry tree trunk, hollowed out the middle, and then began to collect leopard blood.

The red-faced old man was sarcastic again, obviously very dissatisfied with Zhan Tian taking advantage of the leopard's blood!

But in the end, he didn't really say anything to stop it.

Zhan Tian just didn't hear it, as long as the old man didn't really get angry, he would naturally be able to get a little bit of it.

This red-faced old man regards money as his life, but for Zhantian, at this time, money is really life!

The time is not big, the old man will take off the whole leopard skin, fangs, heart, liver, kidney and other items of great value into a cloth bag, and bring it himself. Then put the bones, pieces of meat and other things into another cloth bag and hand them to Zhantian on his back.

This time, it made Zhantian a lot easier.

After doing this, the two continued to hurry back to the station.

Along the way, Zhan Tian asked many questions as usual and got more information.

Just after noon, the two returned to their station.

At this time, the red-faced old man had basically walked out of the shadow of being "taken advantage of" by Zhantian, turned around and took the cloth bag containing the meat pieces and bones, and said with a smile: "Young man, next time the old man goes hunting, how about coming with me?"

"Thank you, sir. Zhan Tian nodded.

The red-faced old man didn't seem to expect that Zhan Tian agreed so simply!

After being stunned for a moment, he laughed and said, "Okay!

Turning back and walking towards the gate of the warrior station, when he passed by the porter who was in charge of recording outside the door, the red-faced old man spoke: "Zhantian hunts once, and the evaluation is three points!"

The porter was taken aback, and couldn't help but glance at Zhan Tian, who had already walked away, before taking notes, "Zhan Tian, go hunting once, evaluate three points, and count four points." ”

War slaves go hunting once, and one point is counted. The evaluation of the warriors is between zero and three points!

Basically, very few people can get a three-point evaluation, most of them are one or even zero.

At this moment, Zhan Tian had already walked into a stone house on the other side, but he didn't hear this.

Even if he heard it, he didn't care about any war slave points!

As he learned more about this world, he just wanted to quickly improve his strength and leave this place as soon as possible, away from Donglin City.

As for agreeing to the red-faced old man so quickly, he naturally thought about this problem.

Although this red-faced old man is stingy and stingy, timid and afraid of death, he does not take the lives of war slaves seriously. But other martial artists, will it be better?

It's not necessarily a thing!

The idea that the earth brings, "Knowledge is wealth!"

This old man alone is willing to explain a lot of things to him, which is enough for him to make a decision!

This stone house is a grocery store for the war slaves, and the items in the hands of the war slaves are also purchased inside.

To his surprise, a tube of leopard blood, which is about half a bowl small, was purchased at a "high price" of 150 copper plates in the grocery store!

However, Zhantian still only sold one tube, and the rest was kept.

After the transaction, he asked the shopkeeper for a few pins and two solid silk threads. These things are worthless, but they are useful to him.

Not far from the grocery store, there is also a food shop run by a slave worker, and an iron shop run by a craftsman.

Entering the restaurant, Zhan Tian asked for two bowls of rice porridge and eight coarse grain steamed buns, and finally had a full meal.

After paying ten copper plates, he went into the blacksmith's shop and inquired.

According to his requirements, it took twenty copper plates to make a fine bullet and crossbow arrow! This price, of course, discouraged him.

Leaving the station, Zhan Tian looked for birds around the fence again.

It's a pity that the birds here still seem to be "angry" about their companions who died at his hands, and as long as they see humans from afar, they will fly away immediately.

Although he couldn't hit the birds, Zhan Tian still practiced his slingshot skills for a while, and picked up a few rag bags by the way.

On the garbage heap, there were not many rusty iron bars, and after he had searched them before, he only found three of them today.

Seeing that there was nothing to gain, Zhan Tian returned to the station, took off the seat belt and overalls, and then used needle and thread and cloth strips to strengthen the strength again.

"Boy, it's good luck that I can come back alive!" a strange voice came from afar.

Zhan Tian turned his head to look and saw that the horse-faced war slave and another person were walking over from a distance.

He bowed his head and continued to sew clothes, ignoring them.

The horse's face was surprisingly unconcerned, but continued to come to the fence and squat, and said with a smile: "Boy, our Ma Ye admires people with skills the most." Since you can come back from the hunt alive, then the previous things can be written off!"

Zhan Tian remained silent and continued his work.

Sure enough, the horse face continued: "Well, you have to join our horse gang!"

"Not interested!"

Zhan Tian refused.

If it weren't for some of the survival skills he brought to the earth, as well as the magical willow root assistance, after being knocked out of his job by these people, even if he didn't starve to death today, he would definitely not be far from death!

Thinking of what happened that day, Zhan Tian couldn't help but burst into flames again!

Ye Suifeng wanted to kill him, and there were some reasons. These war slaves, then it is purely unwarranted deception!

"Boy, don't be ignorant! Do you know what kind of existence our Ma Ye is? Lao Tzu is not afraid to tell you, our Ma Ye, that is already the strength of a quasi-martial artist! As long as you return to Donglin City, you will participate in the martial arts test. At that time, our Ma Ye will also be the adults of the warrior station!" The horse-faced war slave snorted coldly.