Chapter 40: Huang Tong Dragon Scale

Although very angry, it wasn't enough to add radishes to stew them or roast them into beef skewers. Ang still needed them to carry water to the temple to water the Holy Mushrooms. In the end, he could only knock each of them with a stick.

However, this reminded Ang: "Why eat leaves?"

The most valuable part of the beet was the tuber. The leaves above were all thrown away as garbage or composted, but the Tauren auntie's family only gnawed on the leaves.

"Delicious." The Tauren auntie's two eyes widened to the size of cow eyes.

"Sweet." The big calf responded.

"Crispy." The second calf added.

"Can grain be exchanged for this?" The Tauren auntie asked tentatively.

There was such a good thing? Ang hired the Tauren family to work and gave them wages, covering food and housing, and even gave a little grain a month.

However, their family ate too much. Fortunately, what was planted was Holy Mushrooms. If only grain was planted, the output probably wouldn't be enough for their family to eat.

Voluntarily asking to exchange grain for beet leaves was equivalent to saving Ang a large amount of grain, and beet leaves seemed to be able to grow again after being cut, and could be cut several times a year. Wouldn't that be equivalent to solving the rations of the Tauren family?

If the planting scale was expanded a bit, the Tauren in the dungeon could all eat beet leaves for a living, and the tubers could be left for humans. Both sides would benefit.

Agreeing to the request of exchanging rations for beet leaves, Ang also cut a few more bundles of leaves and threw them to the Tauren auntie: "Sell them."

Seeing this scene, Silver Coin was a bit uneasy. Was a skeleton that farmed and sold vegetables reliable?

What he was doing now was betraying the Church of Light. If Ang couldn't protect him, it would be better to pretend nothing had happened and eat medicine to finish the second half of his life. Anyway, he was already over ninety years old.

"My lord, can you please treat Guild Leader Silver Coin? My power is not enough, and I can't clear the toxins at once," Miss Lisha stepped forward to report.

Corrosion Mark was essentially a toxin. If it couldn't be cleared at once, the toxin would remain in the body and would return to its original level after a period of time.

Ang nodded and reached out to Silver Coin. He was now used to complying with the so-called principle of equivalent exchange. As soon as Miss Lisha approached, the soul flames on her body would continuously transfer to him, so he naturally wouldn't refuse such a small request.

When holy light radiated from Ang's palm, Silver Coin couldn't help but have his legs go soft. This scene was too magical. Holy light released by a skeleton, was this divine or blasphemous?

In one breath, he smashed more than sixty Purification Spells on Silver Coin. It was estimated that the toxins in the bone stubble were all purified. However, Ang's Purification Spell didn't have the beauty and skin-tendering effect of Miss Lisha's.

For Miss Lisha, it was very difficult to complete in one breath, but for Ang, it was easy. After all, when he treated the angel skeleton, he would use seven or eight thousand Purification Spells at every turn. A mere sixty-odd was too easy.

After the treatment, Ang turned around and prepared to go back to continue cutting his grass. The scythe he pulled out spat out a blade glow, which made Silver Coin, who knew the goods, tighten his expression, subconsciously taking a few steps back: Death's Scythe? The soul-hooking Death's Scythe? Using Death's Scythe to cut grass?

"My lord, wait a moment." Miss Lisha pulled Ang back: "Guild Leader Silver Coin also brought some specialties, some rare goods from other planes. My lord, let's pick them together."

Ang hadn't expressed anything yet, but Lord Nai Ge in his soul was spirited: "Oh, rare goods? Goblin grocery store? This really needs to be looked at carefully. These goblins can often get some strange things."

Lord Nai Ge was interested, Ang didn't care, and squatted down on the ridge. The little zombie didn't know where it rushed out from, learning from Ang to squat on the ridge, and the angel skeleton also flew over, squatting on the other side of Ang.

Miss Lisha, Anna, and Lan also gathered around, obviously very interested in the specialties brought by Silver Coin.

The excuse for Silver Coin's teleportation was that he brought many specialties and wanted to establish a shop stronghold in this world. He had the confidence to say so because the reputation of goblin merchants was widespread.

Speaking of goblins, everyone thought of cunning and grocery stores, which was because there were too many merchants, and the good and bad were mixed.

Of course, goblin engineers were also famous.

Silver Coin took off the satchel he never left his side. It was a flat and long wooden box with exquisite patterns carved on it, but it was wrapped in cloth, revealing only one or two corners.

He specially found a larger flat ground, spread the cloth used for wrapping on the ground, placed the wooden box on the cloth, wiped it carefully, and then used magic power in his palm, pressing it lightly on the wooden box.

The wooden box was clearly magic-runed and locked, and only people with the same magic power fluctuations could open it. Everyone's magic power fluctuations were unique. Theoretically, things locked by magic runes could only be opened by the original owner.

Lan curled her lips. A broken wooden box was locked with magic runes, too extravagant.

With a 'clatter', the wooden box flipped open, and the upper and lower boxes were spread flat on the cloth, but this didn't stop. The upper and lower boxes continued to flip open, flipping three times in a row. The area spread flat on the ground suddenly increased by six times. Originally the size of a box, it became the size of a bed.

This was fine, but what was more magical was that the sum of the thickness of the flipped open parts was definitely thicker than the original wooden box.

"Space magic tool?!" Miss Lisha and the women were spirited, and Anna subconsciously touched the ring on her hand.

She also had a space magic tool, but that was the symbol of the Bingcheng City Lord. It originally belonged to her brother, but her brother, who was a hands-off manager, stuffed the ring to her and didn't know where he ran off to.

And Feilin and Miss Lisha also each had a space ring, but they were all small. In this world, there were only three known space magic tools. There wasn't even one in Demon Valley. One could imagine the scarcity of this thing.

Silver Coin, a goblin merchant, actually had a space magic tool? Was this world too poor, or was the goblin merchant's reputation well-deserved?

Spreading out to the size of a bed was fine, but the wooden box also pulled up to two meters high, becoming a large cabinet, with seven layers inside, each filled with all kinds of strange things.

Lord Nai Ge saw a golden scale at a glance, as big as a palm, as thick as a finger, heavy and metallic in his hand: "My... my... my scale, my scale!!"

Seeing Ang interested in the scale, Silver Coin subconsciously piled up a professional smile: "My lord, you really have an eye. This is the scale of the legendary Huang Tong Dragon. Legend has it that the Huang Tong Dragon is fifty meters long, with a huge body and amazing combat power, and is knowledgeable. There is nothing in the world they don't know. Legend has it that if you can get the favor of the Huang Tong Dragon and learn its divine name, you can possess infinite knowledge."

Ang tilted his head. Was the goblin talking about Lord Nai Ge? It shouldn't be, right? Lord Nai Ge wasn't that big, and wasn't omniscient. There were many things it didn't know, such as where the King went.

Silver Coin continued to blow: "This Huang Tong Dragon scale has the mysterious power to solve difficulties. Whether it's magic exams, level promotion, scientific research, promotion and salary increase, carrying it on your body, you can achieve your goals smoothly. If you can worship morning and evening... ouch."

Before Silver Coin finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by Miss Lisha: "Who are you asking to worship!"

"Sorry, sorry, said it out of habit, slipped my tongue." Silver Coin immediately reacted to what he had done. Actually asking a 'God' to worship other things?

To put it seriously, this was blasphemy. If placed in the Church of Light, it would be listed as a heretic. Miss Lisha just slapped him, which was too polite.

"Talking for a long time, all these empty things. Does it have any other substantial effect? Is your grocery store at this level?"

Silver Coin's face turned bitter. What was called this level? This level was already very high, okay? Huang Tong Dragon scale, rare and hard to find, could cause crazy grabbing if placed in the human world.

But Miss Lisha was also right. Ang was a 'God'. Breaking off a bone would probably be at the level of a Huang Tong Dragon scale. Naturally, he wouldn't look down on this level.

It wasn't that his level had dropped, but that this 'customer' was too high-level.

"How much?" Just when Silver Coin thought it couldn't be sold, Ang suddenly put on his hat and asked Silver Coin directly. If he didn't ask the price, Lord Nai Ge would blow up his soul.

"Five hundred magic crystals." Don't listen to his big talk, but in fact, he wasn't even sure if this scale was a Huang Tong Dragon's, because unlike those elemental dragons, such as Red Dragon scales which had powerful fire elements, one touch would know if it was true or false.

Huang Tong Dragon scales couldn't be distinguished between true and false, and had no substantial effect. Unlike Fire Dragon scales which could be enchanted, refined into medicine, and added to some fire-type magic products.

The so-called mysterious power of Huang Tong Dragon scales was also made up by him. Even the Goddess of Luck's underwear wasn't so magical.

A Red Dragon scale was only thirty magic crystals. Who would spend five hundred magic crystals to buy a Huang Tong Dragon scale? What for? Collection? Couldn't sell for a price, but this thing was too rare, and he wasn't happy selling it cheaply, so it was stuck in his hands.

Ang very straightforwardly turned out a bag of magic crystals. All the magic crystals from selling Essence liquid were kept, and he had nowhere to spend them.

He had no concept of money. Lan and Miss Lisha were different, hurriedly stopping him. Miss Lisha directly took out a bottle of Holy Essence liquid and asked: "Exchange it with this."

Silver Coin's two eyes burst out with light, nodding hurriedly, grabbing it and saying: "Deal."

Miss Lisha and Lan looked at each other.

Miss Lisha said to exchange it with this, but didn't say how many bottles to exchange. According to the price they sold before, five jin of Essence liquid sold for three thousand magic crystals, one bottle was about one hundred and twenty, and five hundred magic crystals needed four bottles plus a little more.

However, Silver Coin grabbed it without saying a word and didn't mention how many bottles. In other words, in Silver Coin's mind, the price of one bottle of Essence liquid definitely exceeded five hundred magic crystals.

Miss Lisha leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Guild Leader Silver Coin, how much can this kind of Essence liquid sell for in the human world?"

Silver Coin stiffened, looking at Miss Lisha with difficulty, but saw a very dangerous light flickering in Miss Lisha's eyes. When some people saw money, there was this kind of light in their eyes. At this time, this kind of person was very dangerous.

"One... one thousand."

Miss Lisha and Lan simultaneously burst into pained expressions: "Oh my mother, lost big!"

"I know why the Church of Light is staring at us. Three thousand magic crystals, reselling can sell for twenty-five thousand. Nearly nine times the profit."

"Yes, yes, sold cheaply. If sold for a few times more, there wouldn't be trouble, because maybe the cost needs that much."

Hearing Miss Lisha and Lan's pained appearance, Silver Coin added fuel to the fire: "Selling for one thousand a bottle is watered down. Yours is very pure, selling for fifteen hundred is no problem."

"Watered down?! Treacherous merchant!"

Just when everyone was condemning the treacherous merchant, Lan's face suddenly changed, listening for a while, and she said with a pale face: "Received soul message, a team of Church of Light army has been teleported to the outside of Bingcheng."

Silver Coin's face also turned pale, and he said urgently: "It has nothing to do with me." ===== CHAPTER 41 =====