006, making money is picking up rags

The children were naive and carefree, and naturally they would not refuse. They gathered around and asked her curiously who she came from. The blackcurrant was squeezed to the end of the line. No child was willing to approach a person with a gloomy expression, which he readily accepted.

The autumn tour, the demon-killing team quickly followed the stream to a waterfall. The teenager coughed in a crowd of expectant eyes, pulled out his sword, and ordered them seriously: "Hey, you all hide in the bushes, or don't cry if the Warcraft comes out and is accidentally injured."

Of course, the children quickly hid behind the bushes and looked at him nervously and expectantly. Yin was about to hide behind the tree, but was pulled by the black gallon.

"Let Qiongqi out." The words are concise.

Yin nodded. Of course, she didn't think that the teenager had the ability to kill a Warcraft, but with Xiaohei next to him, there should be no accident. However, listening to him, Warcraft may be very powerful, and he also needs an assistant.

Before, Qiongqi had just had enough sun and rolled in to sleep. He was pulled out by Yin, looking like he was getting up and chewing dryly, squatting at her feet reluctantly.

The teenager looked very nervous, and his hand holding the sword was shaking, but he certainly couldn't have stage fright in front of so many people, so he bravely shouted in the direction of the waterfall, "Hey! Damn Warcraft, why don't you get out and die? Do you want me to kill you in your nest?"

His original plan was to shout here for a while. As long as the Warcraft did not come out, he could claim to scare away the Warcraft, and then be surrounded as a hero and return to the village. Of course, he has long known that this is not a place for Warcraft at all, so there is no danger.

Unfortunately, his luck was so bad that the Warcraft in the children's mouths really appeared.

"So big!" Yin was also shocked. There were two people tall of the Warcraft foot, with no head, only two hind claws, and a big mouth stood on the red body, which looked really horrible.

The teenager was stunned by the huge monster in front of him. He even forgot to tremble and looked at it in a daze.

Yin patted the black currant's arm: "Xiao Hei, chop it off."

Blackcurrant refused with a blank face: "I'm not interested."

He couldn't call him, so Yin had to turn to his feet: "Xiao Bai, chop it up." Qiong Qi yawned, ignored it, and was grabbed by a pinch of hair behind his neck: "Go quickly! Otherwise, I'll sell you!" Then he reluctantly raised his back paws and scratched his ears, and then rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Warcraft was naturally torn in half by Qiongqi without any suspense. The teenager was so scared that his legs were weak long before Qiongqi rushed up and sat directly on the grass. Yin suddenly turned to Blackcurrant and confirmed, "You actually think this warcraft is so weak that you asked me to let Qiongqi out... right?" Blackcurrant sat under the tree and did not confirm or deny it.

The children didn't know such a monster as Qiongqi. Seeing that it got rid of the big trouble in the village, they cheered and ran to it. They didn't know that Qiongqi was not a gentle guy at all. As soon as the children approached, they immediately opened their mouths and roared, which scared the children screamed and ran away.

Yin couldn't laugh and cried and went to the ground. She helped it wash the bloody hair on its mouth and said, "What are you so mean? It's just children." Qiongqi shook his wet head, showing a contemptuous look, and then rubbed it in her arms coquettishly. He opened the dimension and put it in to rest.

"Blood-toothed beast." Blackcurrants somehow came to the stream, picked up the broken body of Warcraft, and inserted his right hand from the broken place. He didn't know what he was looking for.

Yin's scalp was numb: "It's disgusting. Why are you doing it?" The black currant didn't say anything. He took out a piece of the vague flesh and blood, as if he was going to throw it over. After thinking about it, he paused again, bent down and washed it in the stream, and then gently threw it over.

Yin raised her hand to catch it and found that it was a crystal the size of a palm.

"The magic core of Samsung Warcraft is worth ten gold coins." Blackcurrant said.

"Ten gold coins!" Yin repeated in surprise.

"I thought it was at least Seven Star Warcraft. It's boring." The black currant threw away the pile of rotten meat and bent down to wash his hands.

"Ten gold coins!" Yin repeated it again.

Blackcurrant looked up at her inexplicably, and saw Yin jumping up like a new continent. Huan Huanxi rushed over and hugged his arm: "Ten gold coins, you have money for a day's meal! Come on, let's find out if there are any monsters nearby. Collect more and sell them!"

"..." Blackcurrant released his arm speechlessly and coldly refused, "There are only ten gold coins."

Yin Zheng is excited to find a new way to make money, and can't notice the strangeness in his tone: "Maybe he will meet the Seven Star Warcraft? That's just a lot of gold coins. There will be no problem with what you want to eat in the future!"

"I refuse."

Blackcurrant ignored her joy and walked back along the stream: "Warcraft is not worth it."

Yin was poured cold water and was a little unhappy: "Then what is worth your action?"

Blackcurrant hummed a few times with his back to her, and replied frivolously, "Who knows."

That night, Yin stayed at the home of one of the children. They were all children of a villager in a small village not far ahead. After returning to the village, they had spread the great deeds of Qiongqi to everyone. Therefore, when Yin and Black Galen arrived, they were completely received by the VIP level.

"Please don't be polite. Just treat this place as your own home." The young peasant woman warmly brought barley tea and bitter buckwheat cakes to entertain them and invited them to sit in the nearest place to the fireplace.

Yin thanked their family gratefully, and her eyes threatened the blackcurrant: "Control me a little, don't eat all the food for the winter." This time, Blackcurrant finally had a little conscience. He only symbolically ate four or five bitter buckwheat cakes, even if he let the family go.

After nightfall, the host's house prepared a guest room and hot water for Yin, left a kerosene lamp and went downstairs.

Yin sat ** with a thick layer of straw and sighed, "I haven't slept in bed for a long time. It's really a nostalgic feeling." He unconsciously turned his eyes to the poor floor at the foot of the bed, and sat there and looked paralyzed at his blackcurrant.

"I'm hungry." The slave declared it as a matter of course.

"I knew you would do this," Yin smiled bitterly and took out a piece of bitter buckwheat cake from the pocket of her apron and was beautifully picked up by him. "Just now, the host secretly hid it when he didn't pay attention to it. You really are. You don't do anything all day long and eat so much."

It suddenly occurred to me that he ate so much after beating the group of hunters that day, and he couldn't help saying, "It's rare to do it once and eat more than double. No wonder the traffickers sold you to me so cheaply."

Blackcurrant turned a deaf ear. He ate all the bitter buckwheat cakes in three or two bites and raised his head firmly: "I'm not full."

Yin instantly exploded: "No more! You just ate me!"

It was just a joke, but Blackcurrant jumped up, pressed her down on **, squinted and thought for a while, as if he was thinking about where to start.

Yin was so scared that she stood up: "Hey, I'm just kidding."

Blackcurrant's eyes flashed like a beast: "I don't think it's a joke."

Yin blinked and decided to tell him to be a man with foresight: "Of course, if you think you also eat human flesh, it's your freedom, but you also want to eat me, and you won't have to eat the next meal. Isn't it very cost-effective? And think about your amount of food. I'm so thin that even if I eat bones, I don't care if I'm full, right?

Blackcurrant with a wooden face: "So?"

"So get up. I'll take you to the front of Ingart City tomorrow. Eat whatever you want and eat as much as you want." Yin poked his cheek with her finger with a smile.

"Are you sure?" Her smile seemed to poke out on the unchanging face of the black gallon.

"Of course, don't look at who I am." The heart is in the heart of a bamboo.

Blackcurrant looked at her with deep eyes for a while and climbed down from her obediently. As soon as Yin Gang was relieved that she didn't need to become his supper, she heard him say lightly, "Yin Jialuo, the daughter of the Jialuo family, the first magic double cultivation family in the Principality of Selailu, is known as a useless vase."

As soon as the word vase came out, Yin immediately remembered Jenny, who had left her hometown, and suddenly ran away: "Who told you that I was a vase!"

Blackcurrant returned to the floor with a smile, turned over and lay down: "You should be happy to be called a vase, at least it proves that the person who said this is jealous of your beauty."

Jealousy...beautiful?

Yin has a black line. No one has ever put this word with her at such a big age: "Do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Who knows?" Blackcurrant answered vaguely, and then there was no more movement.

The next morning, she thanked the owner of the family and took her slaves on the road. Ingart is one of the five cities in the south, no less than the size of the Kruse Fortress--

"So there will be a lot of delicious restaurants, just wait to eat." Yin is full of confidence and assurance.

Blackcurrant didn't seem to sleep well last night. He followed her with a sleepy expression. He heard her inquire about the block number of the appraisal office, asked the direction, and then came back happily and said to him, "It seems that our luck is better than expected. There are five appraisal offices in Ingat City."

"There is only one magic core." Blackcurrant kindly reminded.

"Who told you that I'm going to sell the magic core?" Yin took his arm with a smile and dragged him to run. "Let's go. The delicious food is waiting for us."

In a short time, he came to the first appraisal office - the silver-crowned bird. Yin knocked on the door and took out the magic core with a smile: "Excuse me, I'll sell something." Of course, I was invited into the hall.

The appraiser of the silver-crowned bird was a gray-haired old man. After carefully examining the color of the magic core with a magnifying glass, he casually offered a price: "Five gold coins."

"It's so much. It's worth at least ten gold coins, right?" Yin frowned and said.

The old man wiped the magnifying glass with a handkerchief and said gently, "I'll give you six gold coins at most. If you think so, you can go to other appraisal offices, but I promise it won't be higher than the price I offered."

Yin looked down and thought about it with frustration, and then asked, "Is this okay? I won't sell gold coins for this magic core. We have been hungry since yesterday. You find a restaurant and take care of a meal, and the magic core will belong to you, okay?"