The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

The master covered his chest and led several uninjured brothers to clear the way. Xiaoliu asked the master, "Master, you injured your arm, what's wrong? Your chest is also injured. Can I give you some medicine?"

The master kicked him on the butt and said, "Hurry up, there is a forest ahead, be careful."

Yi Er was lying on the back of his elder brother, feeling a little annoyed. Oh, my brain is really not working well.

After studying it for a while, he connected the items of his first merchant and fell into a deep sleep.

Once when he was awake, he heard his eldest brother's stomach growling with hunger.

It turned out that they had been running for two days and had not dared to stop. The small amount of dry food that everyone brought with them had been eaten up.

The eldest brother gave all the dry biscuits that he was reluctant to eat to the youngest brother, and he also carried Yi Er on his back all the way.

Yi Er signaled his senior brother to put him down. When he was awake, he studied the 0-line merchant system. He was now a level merchant. The one who took the initiative to connect with him was a red-haired, blue-eyed fur merchant.

His master's knife was sold to the other party for more than 20 points. He didn't know why his own knife was only worth points, but his master's knife could be sold for more than points. The difference was probably the difference of enchanted weapons that the other party mentioned.

But he could only buy furs from them, which was of little help to his current situation. The fur merchant had told him that he could upgrade his level and search for a plane on his own, and maybe there would be a turnaround.

After Yi Er spent a thousand points to upgrade, he searched for Tutu.

I have been on the run for two days, and this is just a temporary place to stay. Tutu explained that the properties she sold can be returned and stored temporarily once,

So he left the city to rest for a while, waiting for his master to pick up his mistress and the others, and then he would find a new place to settle down.

The fellow disciples found food at the place he mentioned and started cooking in the big pot in the house.

After a while, the aroma of rice began to waft out.

The brothers practiced martial arts and ironwork, all of them were big-bellied men, and most of them were teenagers.

The master quickly used a knife to carve out a wooden bowl and prepared to drink a bowl of porridge. But when he walked over, he found that the porridge was gone in less than a minute.

The junior brother who was in charge of cooking the porridge had not had time to drink it yet.

He sighed and was about to scoop a bowl of rice to make another pot, but the master simply took half the bag of rice and poured it all into the pot.

He ordered his junior fellow apprentice, "Put more in there, there are so many children. After they're done eating, I'll make another knife to sell."

The junior brother's eyes lit up, and he opened another pot and poured in a bag of rice.

The master’s eyes twitched with heartache.

Yi Er connected with Tutu again, "Besides grain, is there any other food that is easy to carry? We still have a long way to go, and we can't cook whenever we want."

Tutu felt that someone was finally interested in convenience foods. She had been hoarding these convenience foods for a month.

"There are compressed biscuits, which taste like snacks when eaten dry. There are also instant noodles, which can be eaten after soaking in water or eaten dry. These are the cheapest."

Yi Er covered his chest and coughed hard a few times.

Tutu was puzzled. "You have a cold? I have medicine for that too."

Yi Er's eyes lit up. "Yes, I was injured. Do you have any medicine to treat it?"

Tutu looked at the inventory. There were some trauma medicines but not much, just a few trauma medical kits. However, she had a lot of anti-inflammatory drugs and some marrow washing packages in stock. She gave him one set to try first.

There were also the blood-restoring pills bought from Ruifeng. She thought that the blood-restoring pills were good for replenishing blood and restoring physical strength, so she stockpiled hundreds of them.

Tutu felt that since he needed a lot of convenience foods, he might as well buy a three-story building so that he could store more things and avoid waste.

Yi Er agreed, but asked to send a small amount first to check the quality.

Tutu used a pet wooden house to store several trauma first aid kits and 70 large blood recovery pills, and filled the remaining space with compressed biscuits and instant noodles.

Yi Er first took out the blood-recovering pill and swallowed it with the porridge. As a result, his body, which had been feeling extremely weak, instantly gained strength.

He also ate the Qi Ling Fruit and Bu Yuan Fruit according to the instructions. If his wound had not been still bleeding, he would have thought that he had recovered.

After taking the marrow cleansing pill, the body secreted a sticky yellow oily substance that stuck to the clothes. I had to tear off my clothes and go to the river to wash them. Fortunately, Tutu was well prepared and the marrow cleansing package was complete, which also included cleaning products for shampooing and bathing.

The eldest senior brother was afraid that his injuries were serious, so he insisted on pinching his nose to clean the dirt for him. As a result, he was retching while washing. When he came to the wounds on his waist and abdomen, he found that the wounds were almost healed, with only a long scab left.

The eldest brother threw the towel and said, "You didn't tell me that you were healed. You stink."

Yi Er felt a little embarrassed. He picked up the towel floating on the water and continued washing it. He hadn't yet said what he wanted to say before, that the senior brother came too quickly.

People in the martial arts world are not so particular. When he found that his hair was tangled and could not be washed out, he borrowed a knife from his eldest brother who was covering his nose on the shore, trying to cut off the smelly and greasy hair.

The eldest brother firmly disagreed to use his knife to touch his dirty hair.

Helplessly, Yi Er tricked his junior fellow apprentice who was busy cooking into using his knife.

For lunch, the junior fellow apprentice specially cooked rabbit meat soup for several fellow apprentices who were seriously injured, but the taste was always a bit stinky.

Yi Er used the excuse that his injury had healed and refused to drink. However, he saw his junior fellow apprentice using the knife he had borrowed to trim his hair to chop rabbit meat and stew it. He had washed it many times but the smell could not be washed off.

Yi Er wrapped a bundle of cloth around his buttocks and put on his senior brother's coat.

His clothes had been ruined by the marrow washing, and everyone was in a hurry to escape, so he could only borrow the bag skin that his junior fellow apprentice used to carry things, and the coat that his senior brother who had more clothes on, to make do with. Fortunately, the weather was not cold.

Yi Er looked at his balance. After purchasing the city and a small amount of convenience food and medicine, he only had more than 2000 points left.

You have to use it sparingly at this time. I don’t know if the master’s knife can be mass-produced. He found that Tutu had too many good things.

The compressed biscuits were better than any snack he had ever eaten, and he would feel full after drinking some water.

Instant noodles are even more magical. You just need to soak them in hot water and add the seasoning packet inside. The aroma will attract all the brothers and sisters to smell it. It is very delicious. Even the most worldly master admits that it is a rare delicacy.

Yi Er took the opportunity to distribute blood-recovering pills and medical kits to everyone. Those with minor injuries just needed to take the blood-recovering pills and anti-inflammatory drugs and bandage their wounds. As for the six people who were seriously injured, including his master, Yi Er needed six more marrow cleansing packages.

But six servings would cost nearly two thousand points.

Yi Er asked everyone to take out the spare weapons they brought and sell them.

Most of them are only worth 1000 or points, only the knife of my junior brother is worth more than points.

Yi Er was puzzled and asked his master to identify the difference between his sword and everyone else's. The master flicked his finger and said, "The biggest difference is the ductility. The rest is not visible. Wait until I get it from your master's wife, and then we'll refine another furnace."

Except for the junior brother's knife, Yi Er uploaded the weapons that everyone took out.

Everyone stared at the weapon that disappeared from Yi Er's hand with great interest.