Han Feng: I didn’t kill it, I picked it up.
If others knew that he killed more than a dozen red pine crabs at a time, wouldn't they be shocked?
There's no need to be so high-profile.
Yang Xuliang: Can this thing be picked up?
Han Feng: This is what happened. This morning, two populations of crabs were fighting on the beach, and several crabs died. I happened to come across them, so I picked them up.
Yang Xuliang: So that’s how it is.
Xu Damao: Han Feng, you are so lucky!
Han Feng chuckled: I'm really lucky.
Zhang Sheng: Han Feng, how many crabs did you pick up in total?
Han Feng: Why are you asking this? Do you want to trade with me too?
Zhang Sheng: I don't have anything to trade with you, but I want to ask you for one. You may not believe this, but I've never eaten a crab since I was a child. I don't even know what a crab tastes like. Could you please have some pity on me and give me one?
Han Feng's face suddenly turned dark: Sorry, there are only two in total.
Want to get his stuff for free?
No way!
Zhang Sheng: Hey!
Li Chengguang: What a pity! I was originally planning to exchange with you.
Han Feng: What do you have?
Li Chengguang: I opened a treasure chest today and got two oil lamps. One is enough, and more would be a waste.
Han Feng's eyes lit up slightly: I agree to trade with you.
It was pitch black in the thatched hut at night, making it very inconvenient to do anything. He had long wanted to get a lighting device.
This oil lamp comes in handy.
Zhang Sheng: Han Feng, didn’t you say there are no crabs left?
Han Feng: I saved one for dinner and never had the heart to eat it.
Zhang Sheng: Really?
Han Feng: Really, I never lie!
Jiang Feng: Han Feng, I’m starving. Let’s go to the trading hall quickly.
Han Feng: If anyone has anything, such as thatch, ore, wood, seeds, or wine bottles, you can come to me to exchange them.
Wu Dahai: Han Feng, are you serious? You can exchange thatch for food?
There isn't much else on the island except for a lot of thatch.
If I could really trade thatch with Han Feng, I wouldn't have to worry about food anymore.
Han Feng: I never lie!
Wu Dahai: How much straw does it take to exchange for a crab?
Han Feng thought for a moment and said: Fifty kilograms.
The thatched house swallowed up fifty kilograms of thatch, which should be enough to create a thatched bed.
It’s not a bad deal to exchange a crab for a thatched bed.
Wu Dahai: It’s a deal. I’ll go out and cut the thatch right now.
Zhang Sheng: Han Feng, do you still have crabs?
Han Feng: I actually saved two crabs for dinner.
Zhang Sheng curled his lips: Didn’t you say you wouldn’t lie?
Han Feng: I’m mainly worried that you’ll be worried about me.
Zhang Sheng: ....
Su Lin asked curiously: Han Feng, what do you want so much thatch for?
Han Feng: Of course, I upgraded the thatched hut.
Su Lin: ???
Everyone: ???
Han Feng was a little confused: What do you mean?
Su Lin: Using thatch to upgrade a thatched hut? Are you kidding us?
Han Feng was slightly stunned: Is it not possible?
His thatched hut can be upgraded by devouring thatch, so he instinctively thought that other thatched huts can also be upgraded.
But from what Su Lin said, it seems that it is not possible?
Su Lin: Of course not. If you want to upgrade the thatched hut, you must use exclusive upgrade gems.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment: How do you know?
Su Lin: There is a guide on this topic on the World Channel, haven’t you seen it?
Han Feng realized something was wrong.
In this case, only his thatched house can be upgraded by devouring thatch.
Why does this happen?
Could it be that something strange happened after communicating with the thatched hut?
Han Feng thought about it and felt that this possibility was still very high.
Of course, I couldn't tell anyone about this, so I said, "I was just joking with you guys to liven up the atmosphere. My main purpose in exchanging thatch was to make a fire and cook."
Everyone: ....
Exchange a crab for thatch for making a fire?
What a prodigal son!
Jiang Feng urged: Han Feng, don't just stand there, go and trade quickly.
Han Feng: Let’s go.
Afterwards, Han Feng closed the chat group and opened the trading hall.
The transaction was successfully completed with Jiang Feng and Li Chengguang.
After the transaction is completed, the items are temporarily stored in the transaction warehouse for up to one day.
Fortunately, there is a trading warehouse.
Otherwise there would be no place to put the fifty logs.
Han Feng first took out the oil lamp and looked at it carefully.
This is an old oil lamp. It looks a bit rough, but it exudes a unique charm.
The main body of the oil lamp is a simple metal container, probably made of copper or iron, the surface of which has been eroded by time, leaving mottled marks.
After taking a look, Han Feng greeted, "Hello, little oil lamp."
The oil lamp was silent.
Han Feng spoke again: "Why don't you speak?"
The oil lamp remained silent.
Han Feng was a little puzzled.
In the past, no matter what object I touched, I could communicate with it.
Why doesn’t the oil lamp speak?
Could he be a mute?
Han Feng didn't think much about it. He dropped the oil lamp in a corner and walked out of the thatched hut.
At this moment, the sun has set and the sky is gray and gloomy.
Han Feng quickly came to the wooden fence, opened the warehouse in the trading hall, and took out a one-meter-long log.
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