Chapter 49: Yang Yuegui After finishing speaking, Zhu Hui left.
After saying this, Zhu Hui left.
The caravan members who were carrying the goods delivered the items to their designated location and also left with a smile on their faces.
The ghost scholar looked at the carriage full of supplies. He could sense a strong sense of strangeness from these wooden boxes. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Dao, did you cheat these from the merchant?"
"What do you mean by cheating? This is called friendly support." Ye Lu rolled his eyes and spoke with a hint of smile: "We have to thank our little laurel. It is valuable enough that even businessmen can't help but be tempted. I will give him the share of the first three batches of laurel. This is his advance payment for the goods. When the time comes, we will use laurel leaves and laurel seeds to settle the bill." He also explained.
"...Good idea." After hearing this, the ghost scholar understood instantly, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed in admiration. He quite liked this kind of no-cost business practice.
"Oh, by the way, I'll go to the village." Ye Lu waved his hand to the ghost scholar, and at the same time told the ghost scholar how to use these supplies, especially the Qingyou-level jerky. It must be fully digested and the strange power fully absorbed before continuing to eat the next piece. This is what Zhu Hui repeatedly reminded him of.
Ye Lu is not worried about the ghost scholar, he is worried about the playful man. This kid is crazy about recovering his strength.
The ghost scholar said he understood and he would watch over the man who played tricks on him.
Ye Lu was satisfied and turned to go to the carriage. He and his fourth uncle He and the others had separated when they came back. Now he was going to look for them. Sure enough, as soon as Ye Lu arrived at the ancestral hall carriage, he saw everyone in the carriage, including his fourth uncle He, the Helan chieftain, and his third uncle He.
"I'm here to deliver something." Ye Lu handed the wooden box containing 750 mysterious beads to Uncle He San with both hands and said.
Uncle He San took the wooden box and put the contents on the coffee table beside him without even looking at it. Uncle He Si was more concerned about his nephew and asked, "Has Leader Zhu Hui left?"
"Yeah." Ye Lu nodded and smiled, saying: "He seems quite satisfied with the laurel tree." It must be said that the laurel tree earned Ye Lu a lot of face.
"What you did was very good." Fourth Uncle He praised his nephew's approach without hesitation. Originally, their approach was to borrow some strange beads first. With the laurel tree in front, they were not afraid that the caravan would not be tempted. However, they never expected that the method Ye Lu came up with would make his eyes light up.
Fourth Uncle He even began to be tempted and wondered whether he should learn from Lu Wazi's method for the next batch of yangteng fruit.
The only drawback of this approach is that the price of the strange plant must be high enough and scarce enough, so that the caravan can voluntarily give up its own interests. After thinking about it, the only thing in Fourth Uncle He's mind that meets this requirement is the Yangteng Fruit.
Ye Lu humbly accepted the praise from his fourth uncle He. This elder was usually taciturn and didn't like to talk, let alone praise others. According to the usual complaints from his seventh uncle He, his brother had always been very strict and he usually had to do things very well, almost perfectly, in order to get a compliment.
Although Uncle He Si is now much more tolerant towards the younger generation, the only pitiful one at the moment is his younger brother He Qi.
"Are the people outside the convoy from other villages?" Ye Lu couldn't help but ask, as if he had just got on the bus and met the crowd on the road.
"Yes." Fourth Uncle He nodded. He knew about this matter, and there was nothing to hide from the younger generation. He said, "Those villages had agreed on the transaction with your third uncle before using Rice Bird Communication. They would exchange the strange beads for green millet and white millet. Old Huang and Village Chief Qian are over there to manage the situation."
He's third uncle was originally in that carriage, but there were too many people coming to chat with him, and he couldn't stand it, so he found an excuse to avoid going to their carriage. Of course, there was no need to tell the younger generation about this matter.
Ye Lu nodded. He was just asking out of curiosity. When Fourth Uncle He said that, he remembered the agreement Third Uncle He had mentioned before. This might be it.
Then, Ye Lu remembered what Chief Zhu Hui said before he left.
"Fourth uncle, Chief Zhu Hui said something to me before he left..." Ye Lu recounted everything he heard without hesitation. He had a good memory and could basically repeat it exactly.
"Are you familiar with the Forbidden Stone Mountains? It seems that this caravan doesn't mind going to remote places." He Sijiu listened to Ye Lu's words quietly, paused for a moment, and then he thought for a moment and slowly said: "This matter is very true."
"This place is not far from the Forbidden Stone Mountains. It's only a few dozen miles away. It makes sense that the caravan just came down from the Forbidden Stone Mountains."
"Chief Zhu Hui is willing to say so much, he must value the value of your laurel trees. The sooner you plant more laurel trees, the faster his reward will be. Therefore, it can be seen that there is at least 60% truth in his words. As for the swamp..." When he said this, the expression on Fourth Uncle He's face seemed more relaxed.
"It's nothing to be afraid of." Helan, who had been silent from the beginning, took over the conversation.
Ye Lu turned his head to look at Helan. What he was worried about was the safety of the villagers. That leader Zhu Hui said the swamp was safe, but he didn't look at Zhu Hui's strength. He was at least at the Qingyou level. As for whether he was higher, Ye Lu couldn't tell. He only knew that this guy was very strong. Could a strong man of this level be as strong as their small village?
Ye Lu doesn't want to cause any loss of manpower in the village in this regard.
"Lu Wazi is really worried. He is so young but mature." Helan was not afraid of Ye Lu's gaze at all. Instead, he laughed out loud and said cheerfully, "Our village is impatient for manpower. Since the Yangteng fruit came out, the guards have been complaining more and more that there are fewer and fewer strange things, and putty is even harder to find."
"The weirdness in that swamp is just the right fertilizer for the Yangteng fruit."
"As the leader of the caravan, Zhu Hui must be careful. We in He Village are clearly much stronger than him. If he said that the swamp is not dangerous to us, then it really is not dangerous." If someone else said this, Helan would still be worried, but when Leader Zhu Hui said this to Lu Wazi, Leader Helan believed it even more.
Helan believed that Zhu Hui would not be willing to let his magic pearl go to waste.
"It's not bad to have a good neighbor." Uncle He San smiled as he watched his son and niece teasing his grandson. He didn't intervene and said slowly, "We have never lived with a village that grows medicinal herbs."
"Now we have a place to go for medical treatment."
This is when I made up my mind to go to the place Zhu Hui mentioned.
While speaking, Helan had already begun to imagine their future life in the village. Neighbors with good tempers are good. People in their village are not too bad-tempered, and some are just strong. Moreover, Helan had also heard that villages that grow medicinal herbs are generally very rich. Ordinary villages are also very wealthy, and villages that grow these strange plants must be even richer.
The rich and good-tempered neighbor, well, she liked it even more.
Helan has already started to imagine who the white millet from their village will be sold to in the future.
The elders have already made the decision, and Ye Lu didn't say anything. Helan's words also made him suddenly realize. Indeed, considering his strength, if he encounters a high-level monster, he may die if he is not careful. Even if he summons the earth veins, he may be half dead. Chief Zhu Hui is not stupid, and he will not challenge himself and suffer heavy losses.
Ye Lu felt relieved and said goodbye. He had to go home to take care of Yuegui next.
The three elders waved their hands, signaling him to go back. Aunt Helan kindly reminded him that the camp would be busy these days, and if anyone had any extra white millet at home, he could sell it, as there were rare and good buyers in the market.
Ye Lu nodded, but he felt helpless. He also wanted to sell it, but unfortunately, his family was really poor, and the three of them were big eaters. White millet was a rare food at the very least. It would take some time before a new batch of white millet came out after they went to the settlement, and they would not have enough to eat.
After Ye Lu came back, the ghost scholar was cleaning the carriage. As for the playful man, he came back after Ye Lu. He was tall and dressed in a long robe. He looked quite serious when he was not sick. When he came back, he was holding a few putties wrapped in leaves in one hand and dominoes in the other. He tapped his fingers lightly, and the dominoes jumped at his fingertips as if they had life.
Ximingren has been in charge of Laurel's food these days.
"Are you back?" asked the ghost scholar.
"Yeah." Ye Lu nodded. He picked up a dark black wooden box accurately. The wooden box was neither big nor small, and the surface was rough. It was called a box, but in fact it was more like some kind of tree trunk, hollowed out in the middle and blocked at both ends. The bark on the edge of the tree trunk had not faded.
As soon as he picked it up, he felt the tree trunk was very heavy and a cold and chilly breath rushed over, but was broken by the strange power in Ye Lu's body. Ye Lu knew that this should be the swamp tree strange bead that Chief Zhu Hui mentioned.
"Yuegui, would you like to try something delicious?" Ye Lu turned to Yuegui with the wooden box. The three of them gathered in the carriage. Yuegui's spiritual consciousness had already poked its head out curiously, and was caught by Ye Lu.
"Good stuff?" Yue Guiguo suddenly took the bait, and his consciousness showed a hint of confusion.
Leader Zhuhui also told us how to use the swamp tree strange beads. Because it is a strange plant, it must be used together with putty. It is best to mix the swamp tree with other strange putties and then use the strange beads one by one.
"The laurel seedlings haven't been planted completely yet, so there's no need to feed them too many strange beads at the beginning. Feed them little by little to nourish their natural talents. When they are planted, use all the strange beads at once, and then add spiritual soil to make the laurel tree have sufficient strange power in the early stage." Leader Zhu Hui spoke very logically.
These are the thoughts of the caravan leader.
"A Xi, mix the putty first and try feeding a little." Ye Lu turned around and called out to the man.
The hipster had already opened the bag of leaves containing putty and the bag of swamp tree putty next to it. This bag was also very special. At first glance, it looked a bit like silk. After mixing the two putties, the hipster took it over.
The man sprinkled putty on the soil at the roots of the tree.
The laurel tree curiously stretched out its roots to absorb the putty.
"Come on, try eating another strange bead." Ye Lu opened the swamp tree tube, crushed a swamp tree strange bead into powder and scattered it at the roots of the laurel tree.
"How about it?"
The moment the roots of the laurel tree came into contact with the fragments of the strange bead, their speed suddenly increased. The putty on the ground disappeared visibly with the naked eye, and the fragments of the strange bead could no longer be seen.
In mid-air, the laurel tree's spirit was overjoyed and kept sending out joyful emotions.
I like it, I like it, it tastes good, it’s comfortable, it will grow, and I want more, I want more, that shiny thing and the black soil.
Ye Lu looked at the laurel tree. After absorbing the fragments of the swamp tree's strange beads, he wondered if it was his illusion, but the leaves of the laurel tree seemed to be greener?
The scent of the laurel tree has become slightly more condensed.
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