"Moo~moo~!"
"Mea~"
At this moment, the sounds of cattle and sheep came from outside.
When everyone looked outside, they were all happy.
"Hey, wilderness sheepherder?"
A large herd of cattle and sheep stood far outside the fence gate of the tavern, with an old man sitting on top of the largest black cow.
The old man shook his whip loudly and shouted with a smile,
"Boss, are you out of stock?"
"..."
Lin Chou was a little silent, this was so abnormal.
"I'll go over and take a look."
When he got close to the group of cattle and sheep, Lin Chou couldn't help but be surprised.
Lei ox, yak, gazelle, horned antelope, none of them are ordinary beasts.
They were all second-level beasts and above, and the old man was riding even a fourth-level bull.
Has there been any change in this world that I cannot understand?
The old man fell down lightly from the back of the five-meter-high bull, stroking his beard, looking extremely cool.
"Hey, is this Boss Lin? It's our first time meeting you, sorry to bother you."
Lin Chou cupped his hands, looked at the kind-hearted old man with a bright red face, and said with a smile,
"Hello old man, what are you doing..."
The old man laughed and said,
"Old man, I live in this wilderness just like you. I usually hunt and raise cattle and sheep. I haven't set foot in Mingguang for almost ten years. I am quite happy when I am self-sufficient and travel around the mountains and rivers... Some time ago I met a kid one day and we hit it off immediately. He even brought me a jar of good wine. After I drank it, the old man was greatly surprised. Such good wine can only be found in heaven. How many times can I smell it on earth? .Haha, that kid told me that there is a Lin’s tavern 200 kilometers away from the west gate, and wine is only sold here. Old man, I’m here right now.”
"Well, that kid's surname is You."
Lin sighed sadly,
"Wandering Demon?"
"Yes, that's the name. Hey, old man, I don't have any circulation points or anything else, just these animals. I wonder if the little boss can be accommodating and barter?"
The old man pointed casually,
"Look at the little boss, even though I raise these animals in the pen, they are all the best to eat, just like this yellow sheep - ordinary yellow sheep are only level zero or one, look at it again This one of mine is a genuine second-level intermediate, which is already fundamentally different. Old man, I climbed mountains and went to the sea to find all kinds of rare feeds for this piece of yellow mutton, and I did everything possible."
"Little boss, look at this yak again. I traveled thousands of miles to transplant the best yak grass, sedge and rhodiola from the depths of the wilderness. It drinks mountain spring water and sleeps on a volcanic pumice bed. Listen, It is the moon reflected in the second spring, and every muscle is filled with pride, sadness, loneliness and sadness. The taste is called a beauty..."
The old man pointed all the way and spoke eloquently and clearly, and Lin Chou listened with great interest.
The best ingredients are hard to come by, and some extreme chefs will spend decades and decades cultivating them from generation to generation, just to get the most ideal taste in their hearts.
This may seem crazy or even neurotic to ordinary people, but for some people, it is no less than finding the true meaning of life.
The old man asked Lin Chou to put his hand on the yak's shoulder blade.
"This is one of the rarest parts of the yak's subcutaneous fat. You can pinch it. I promise, old man. The fine fat of my hairy cow has covered every inch of it, just like a fat yellow crab. Come on, touch it. One touch.”
When I pinched it casually, I found it to be very soft in my hand, and there was no feeling of heat or dampness at all, instead it was ice cold.
Hey, it feels good.
Lin Chou thought in his mind and couldn't help but grab him a few more times.
"Moo, moo~!"
The pitiful cry of the yak was awakened, and Lin Chou came to his senses instantly and quickly let go.
Taking a peek, the thick cowhide was wrinkled together.
The corners of the old man's mouth twitched in distress,
"The little boss has such strong hands!"
"Ahem..."
"What do you think, little boss? Can you exchange this animal for some good wine?"
Lin Chou nodded happily,
"Of course, I wish I could. Old man, how do you want to change it?"
The old man thought for a while,
"Jiushan Palace came to me a few years ago to buy a yak. The price at that time was 5,000 circulation points per pound of meat. If the little boss doesn't trust me, you can go there and ask."
"The number of bulls to be beaten will be 90% more. As for the yellow sheep and horned antelope, every time the little boss buys a cow, I will give you one as a gift. How about it?"
Even with some mental preparation, I still couldn't help but swallow my saliva.
This yak must weigh at least three to five thousand kilograms. As for beating the yak...
Lin Chou suddenly felt that he couldn't fucking afford it!
When the words come to your mouth, you must not give in.
"Old man, how can you sell cattle by the pound?"
The old man glared and his beard and hair stood out.
"Little boss, do you mean you can't trust me anymore?"
Since ancient times, cattle trading has never been weighed.
Because even an ordinary ox can easily eat more than a hundred kilograms of water and food.
Cattle trading all depends on your eyesight. How much a cow weighs, how many bones it contains, how much water it produces, and how much meat it produces. Veterans can take a look at it and the error will not exceed ten kilograms.
But when Lin Chou said this, he was indeed a little suspicious.
Lin Chou held his hand,
"Old man, don't worry about the matter. One yak and ten jars of wine, what do you think?"
The old man's eyes widened,
"I won't sell it!! You're not being honest. You're just trying to raise the price. I've already found out. A jar of wine only costs 3,000 circulation points. Even if you want to rip people off, you don't have such a black knife, right?"
Lin Chou blinked, not afraid that the old man would leave.
"You are asking for money all over the sky and you have to sit down and pay back. Old man, you are so angry that it hurts your body."
"Besides, if you want three-colored snake wine, what if I give you a few thousand jars?"
The old man hummed softly, understanding in his heart,
"Thirty altars, no more!"
"Altar Eleven."
"Twenty-five altars! This is the old man's bottom line."
"Fifteen altars!"
"Thirty! If you lose one jar, I will worry about you."
Lin Chou said,
"This yak only weighs three thousand pounds, so you dare to ask for thirty tons of it. That's too much."
The old man is anxious,
"Fart, my yak will definitely not weigh less than 5,500 pounds, and the meat it produces alone is more than 3,000 pounds!"
"Thirty, love or not, you get what you pay for. The old man's cow is worth the price."
Lin Chou pondered and made some calculations.
"Twenty-five altars, plus your contact information."
The old man was satisfied this time and hummed,
"After using the old man's cow, I guarantee that all other beef you see will be garbage. That's it. Bring me the wine."
The money is paid in one hand and the goods are delivered in one hand. The transaction is very pleasant.
Lin Chou invited,
"Old man, why don't you come in and sit down?"
The old man hums again,
"Why, you feel like you're at a loss. You still want to make money from me, old man. Let me tell you, old man, my own craftsmanship is also Mingguang Yijue!"
Lin Chou laughed,
"How dare you, don't you dare? Once you've come, you'll be fine. I have the best side dishes to go with the best wine here."
"peanut??"
Lin Chou raised his thumb,
"Expert! Professional!"
"snort!"
