Everyone discussed that it was probably because Ye Qingyi was a plant spirit and had a gentle aura.
Since we can't hunt, we'll just have to hurry on our way.
100 miles, two hundred miles of road, Tang Qingxi and his companions used power armor to travel at full speed, and in less than an hour they could see the village from afar.
Put away the power armor and enter the village.
There don't seem to be many residents in the village, with about thirty houses, which are typical rural courtyards.
Outside the village are large fields of planted vegetables that look like lettuce and cucumbers.
A group of six people walked into the village. The village was quiet and they didn't meet anyone. Tang Qingxi walked to the door of the nicest house and knocked. After knocking for a few minutes, no one answered.
Where did the villagers go? Ye Qingyi pointed to the west of the village and said, "I heard some noise over there. Let's go over and take a look."
Going around the house, to the west was a patch of unfamiliar vegetables, which looked like aloe vera, but were the color of fresh meat. A tall cow was grazing on the vegetables in the field.
Next to them were a few strong young men, a few meters away from the cow, using sticks to scare the cow that was eating with relish, trying to drive the cow out of the vegetable field.
The cow ignored the people next to it and continued eating its vegetables.
The village chief was in tears beside the vegetable field. One third of the bacon leaves had been eaten by the spicy cow. If he ate any more, there wouldn't be enough bacon leaves to send to the food city.
Unfortunately, the Xiangxin bull is 2.5 meters tall and weighs nearly 4 tons. No one can withstand its head-on attack. The only thing they can do is to scare it from a few meters away to see if they can scare it away.
Although we have asked for help from the Food Hunters Association, no food hunters have come.
The village chief caught a glimpse of someone approaching, rushed over, grabbed Zhao Siqi's hand, and said, "Are you the gourmet hunter commissioned by the Food City? Help me drive away this cow! I'm looking for bacon leaves!"
Zhao Siqi looked at the old man who was about to cry and said, "Okay, I'll help you. Just let me go first."
It was too easy for Niu Dawu to drive away a cow. Niu Dawu opened his mouth and let out a low "moo-"
The cow, which was happily eating bacon leaves, looked around in confusion as if it had met its natural enemy, then turned around and ran towards the plain.
Seeing the spicy ox running away, the village chief trotted over, bowed to Tang Qingxi and the others, and said, "Thank you! You came just in time. Otherwise, our village would not have been able to save the bacon leaves."
"We have a supply contract with the food city for these bacon leaves. If we can't supply them, we'll have to pay a penalty."
"Tell me your food ID and I'll transfer the reward to you."
The village chief said to Niu Dawu who drove away the spicy cow.
Gourmet ID? What is that? A bank card number or something like that?
Tang Qingxi calmly said to the village chief, "What's a gourmet ID? We've been out of the deep grasslands for the first time, and none of our elders have ever asked for one."
After hearing this, the village chief said with admiration, "The deep areas of the Chestnut Grassland are full of high-quality food. You live deep in the grasslands, so you must be very powerful gourmet hunters."
"Since this is my first time out of Chestnut Grassland, it's normal for me not to have a food ID."
Next, the village chief introduced to Tang Qingxi and the others what a food ID is. After Tang Qingxi and the others asked some questions, the village chief explained everything clearly.
Although Tang Qingxi and the others knew what the world of food was, that was also the world that people imagined. To know the specific situation of this world, they had to ask the indigenous people.
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