Becoming Rich In A Beast World

Su Tang stepped forward and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Huang Guo immediately said dissatisfied, "Tang Tang, look at them! You said to pick mushrooms, but they all picked a lot of fruits that I don't know what they are!"

The little females of the weasel tribe stood obediently together, not daring to answer Huang Guo's words.

Seeing this, Hongguo frowned slightly, and said to Huangguo in a serious tone, "Okay, there is still time, they will also be our clansmen in the future, so be careful with what you say!"

After being educated by Hongguo, Huangguo was very unwilling!

It is obviously the fault of these weasel females, how can Aunt Hongguo blame her?

Looking at Su Tang with an aggrieved face, "Tang Tang, look at them~"

Su Tang shook her head with a helpless smile, and first comforted Huang Guo, who was about to explode, "Okay, don't worry, there must be a reason why they didn't pick mushrooms, and what Aunt Hongguo said is not bad. They will also be our clansmen in the future, don't be so fierce~"

Huang Guo curled her lips, her voice was obviously much weaker, "I'm not aggressive, I'm just a little louder."

Su Tang didn't speak, and smiled friendlyly at the females of the weasel clan, and looked at the back baskets behind them. After looking at them, she actually found two very pleasant surprises.

"Sweet potatoes? Potatoes?"

Hastily stepped forward to pick up the huge fruit in the basket, and after examining it carefully, found that it was indeed the sweet potato in her memory.

Looking at the females of the weasel family who were a little taller than her, I immediately felt very friendly, "Where did you pick this? Do you have any more?"

A female who looked two points thinner than Su Tang stood up and said weakly, "My lord, we didn't pick mushrooms on purpose, this is sweet fruit, which can be stored until the cold season. We eat it and ground fruits in the cold season!"

As he spoke, he handed over a potato the size of a coconut.

Su Tang nodded excitedly, "Yes, that's right! These are sweet potatoes and potatoes! Do you call them sweet berries and berries?"

The female of the weasel tribe nodded.

Su Tang's eyes were attracted by another basket of black fruits.

These fruits are not big, only half the size of Su Tang's fist, and the outer shell looks very hard, which doesn't match up with anything in memory.

Some doubts asked, "What is this?"

The female weasel tribe picked one up and put it in the palm of her hand, and broke it hard, the black fruit split in half from the middle, revealing the white ball inside.

"This is a soft fruit. Our tribe only discovered it last cold season. Although it has no taste, you won't feel hungry after eating it and drinking a little water."

Su Tang stretched out his fingers curiously, and pressed on the white flesh, leaving a shallow crater, but it bounced back after a while.

Su Tang's eyes lit up, and he took out the ball of white flesh from the shell, and kept kneading it in his hands.

The soft touch, smooth and elastic, without any peculiar smell, exudes a faint fragrance!

This! Isn't this just dough!

Su Tang couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and laugh three hundred times!

The excitement on his face was unconcealable, and his breathing also became rapid. He tightly grasped the shoulder of the weasel female, and his eyes lit up, "Where did you pick this soft fruit? Take me there to have a look." , and sweet berries and berries! We need to collect more!"