After Boss Zhang went back, he obediently gave incense to the mountain god and burned a bunch of paper money for his father. Since then, there has been no more evil incident.

After the news came out, it was natural that even the reputation of the Great Master of Wen was rising, and from time to time people came to the Taoist temple to offer incense, so that the Taoist temple would no longer be so deserted.

However, the matter of wanting to replenish the innate vitality and add oil to the life of the Great Heavenly Master encountered a problem. Without him, there is just a lack of money!

If you want to borrow your life from Beidou to prolong your life, you need to use the method of the Beidou Seven Yuan Heart Lamp. It is necessary to use gold, silver, copper, iron, tin, jade, magnets, and seven kinds of things to create a seven-star lamp.

Just this one has already stumped Master Wenda. Let Wenda Heavenly Master once again deeply understand what it means to be a hero who is hard to die for a penny.

I think that at the beginning, he Wenda Heavenly Master opened his mouth and sent billions directly to his hand, and it was still in dollars. And now, I can't even build these seven lampholders.

This is going to force Wen Da Heavenly Master to take risks and make money again. Iron and tin are not valuable, but gold and silver are. If he wants to build these seven lights, Wen Fei estimates that it will cost at least hundreds of thousands......

Although there is some incense in the Taoist temple now, with the townspeople of such a remote town, how much sesame oil money can be given? At most, it is only enough for daily expenses.

Jade Pei has always traveled there, and when she comes back, she also appears there. Last time, Wen Fei casually walked out of the camp, found a secluded place and crossed back.

As soon as it appeared this time, it was still in the woods not far from the camp.

The vegetation of this era was rarely destroyed. Early in the morning, a light veil-like mist floats through the trees, which is very beautiful.

There are several indigenous children. Picking mushrooms in the woods. When he saw Wen Fei appear, he was stunned and stared at it for a long time. Even Great Heavenly Master Wen didn't expect such a coincidence.

Fortunately, Master Wenda had excellent psychological quality, and soon smiled slightly, escaped a few White Rabbit toffees from his pocket, and handed them to those children.

The average age of these children is not very old, about five or six to seven or eight years old. They are for Wen Fei who appeared out of thin air. It's not so scared, it's full of curiosity.

If it's older, like their dad or something. I'm afraid I'm going to be scared.

Wen Fei gave the children toffee, and he signaled that he would eat one too. Immediately nodded with satisfaction, the white rabbit of this era, although the packaging is enough soil. But it is very conscientious. Made of genuine milk, the taste is very rich and sweet, and a milky flavor spreads on the tip of the tongue.

Even the Great Heavenly Master felt that it tasted good, and those indigenous children found it even more delicious. Soon gathered around Wen Fei, didn't speak, pulled Wen Da Tianshi's clothes, stared at the big eyes that had not become cloudy at this age, and looked at Wen Da Tianshi with a blank eye.

Wen Da Tianshi is stingy again. There was only a dumb smile, and each person shared a few.

So. When Wen Fei walked into their camp, they saw seven or eight little children, running up and down around Wen Fei and screaming, becoming very affectionate with him.

This time, apparently the white ghosts had already left. I think it's already a business.

Wen Fei's arrival alarmed these natives. Seeing their children so affectionate with Master Wenda, they were a little surprised for a while.

But looking at the goods on the small cart of the Heavenly Master of Wenda, he suddenly surrounded him.

This time, Wen Fei learned the lesson of the last time and stopped selling wine. What is sold is something that is more expensive and they cannot refuse.

A large bundle of cloth on a small cart was very successful in attracting the favor of the indigenous women.

Touching those soft fabrics makes me feel much more comfortable than the buffalo leather clothes on my own body. There are also things like white sugar, which are also very popular.

This made Master Wen feel as if he had incarnated into an ancient profession called a merchant......

No one bargained with Wen Fei either, someone took a fancy to it, took the things and left, leaving Wen Fei with more or less skins. Wenda Heavenly Master doesn't care, these are all small heads, just to make some change.

He grabbed a guy who was running around watching the excitement like a samurai. A machete was pulled out from under the cart.

The warrior was taken aback, thinking that Wen Fei wanted to make a move. But when he saw Wen Fei hand over the machete, the warrior involuntarily took it.

When I saw it like this, my eyes were immediately attracted like a magnet, and I couldn't move it anymore.

When Wen Fei saw it, he suddenly knew in his heart. He smiled and said, "How about this knife, isn't it worse than those white ghosts?"

The leader slashed the thick-backed machete a few times, and he couldn't help nodding his head again and again, and shouted, "I want this knife!"

"I only need gold," Wen Fei made a condition: "I can give a much lower price than those white ghosts, and I can supply it in large quantities!"

It's probably Wen Fei's word habits, and the language is too rusty. After listening to this warrior for a long time, he realized that he was very happy and said, "You mean, you still have a lot of this kind of steel knife?"

Wen Fei naturally nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "It's not the white ghosts who only have these things, we also have them!"

The warrior suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and hugged Wen Fei's shoulder, almost holding Wen Da Heavenly Master out of breath.

"Where is your tribe? Why haven't I heard of such a large tribe around, and this tribe can also make steel?"

Wen Fei gently poked his fingers and poked them in the armpit of the warrior, making half of his body numb, and he involuntarily let go of his arms.

At this time, Master Wen smiled and said, "I am naturally not you Indian. I am an envoy from the Ming Kingdom on the other side of the sea...... I'm different from the white ghosts, they come from one side of the sea, and I'm from the other side of the sea!"

The warrior was skeptical, and said, "Why do you have the same skin color and speech as we do?"

Wen Fei smiled, these natives were closer to the Chinese than those in South America, with the same black and straight hair, yellow skin, and spade-shaped front teeth.

He said, "Maybe you forgot. But there are still rumors in us, in fact, you were originally a family with our Ming Dynasty. Thousands of years ago, in the Yin Dynasty, because of a war. Your ancestors crossed the sea and migrated to this new land......"

The warrior looked at Wen Da Tianshi suspiciously for a long time, patted his head, and exclaimed, "By the way, it seems that there are such legends in our tribe. ”

Master Wen laughed secretly, this kind of saying that chasing after the wind and catching shadows can naturally be related to it with some vague legends.

"Okay...... Then let's talk about the price!" The warrior felt that Wen Fei was a little closer, and his face softened: "I am the patriarch of this tribe, Black Bull!"

Wen Fei nodded, he had already seen that the headdress and tattoos on this guy's body were much more gorgeous than others, otherwise he wouldn't have found him. Naturally, there was not much surprise that this guy was the patriarch.

The black bull invited Ding Li into his house, and soon several women brought a lot of fruit, as well as barbecue and other things.

As for the drinks here, Master Wen is absolutely grateful and insensitive, and he has no habit of eating saliva.

Although it is different from South America, who knows if these guys make wine like those natives in South America, they all use their teeth to crush the fruit and spit it in the jar......

Wen Fei said generously: "Although we have been separated for thousands of years, we are still compatriots after all. I'm definitely not as greedy as those white ghosts, so I'll drop it by half if they cost me!"

When the black bull heard this, his heart suddenly burst into joy. Suddenly he became very affectionate with Wen Fei: "Yes, our guys with the same skin are different from those white ghosts...... They are all devils, raised from the dead. If we didn't need their weapons, we wouldn't have dealt with them!"

Unlike most people's impressions, the three major civilizations of the Americas, even the Inca and the Aztecs, which had centralized powers, were different. These three civilizations were easily conquered by the colonizers.

On the contrary, the North American Indians, who were still almost nomads, held out for the longest time, almost until the nineteenth century, a hundred years after the founding of the United States, when they were finally conquered.

And not long after they came ashore as colonists, they learned to ride horses, learned to use steel weapons. And with his natural bravery, he became the object of awe of those colonists......

It seems that the more a civilization has a mature system, the more limited it is, and there is no way to better cope with the big changes.

When Wen Da Tianshi negotiated the price with Hei Niu, he used about ten catties of gold to pay Wen Fei for a hundred machetes. Both sides are happy!

At a time when the black bull felt that the price was quite fair, much cheaper than those white ghosts, and the quality of this machete seemed to be a little better.

Master Wen also felt that he had taken advantage of it, and these machetes were certainly not the iron-clad watermelon knives in the supermarkets of later generations.

It was made by a small agricultural mechanic in the town, and it was directly cold-rolled from steel plates, thick and strong. It has always been a favorite thing for mountain people, and it is very convenient to go up the mountain to chop firewood and open the road. If this is a few years away, it will definitely not be seen!

The cost of these things is extremely low, one is only a few dozen yuan, and there are many to build, and there are cheap. After all, it is becoming more and more difficult for the agricultural mechanic to do business, and such a small agricultural mechanic is about to be unable to support it.

And for the Black Bull, this gold tells them the value of these things if they are not needed by the white ghosts. In their eyes, then, at first, it was something that had no use other than decoration. (To be continued......)