I Sign-In In The Wasteland

At nightfall, Chen Ping and Yue Ying have already walked into Divine Witch Clan's residence, Divine Witch town.

The road in Divine Witch town is not wide, only about five meters. The road is paved with large blocks of bluestone. For many years, many people have stepped on horses and the road has been polished smoothly. Extremely.

Chen Ping has had the experience of wrestling on this kind of road, so he got off the horse with Yue Ying before he even entered the town, and each of them led a rhinoceros.

This is an undefended town, no city wall, no guards, but Chen Ping, who walked into Divine Witch town, still felt a certain kind of carry from the shabby passers-by at the south gate of the town. Examining the gaze.

Inspection represents a condescending sense of superiority.

Chen Ping felt this gaze, but it was still at the time of Blue Star.

At this moment, he does not understand where these people who may not even have enough to eat face their superiority when they are holding the rhinoceros?

He didn't ask these people about the situation, and directly led Yue Ying all the way into the center of the town.

In the prosperous area of ​​the center, Chen Ping really found the Inn to receive visitors from afar.

"Two adults, do you stay at the tip of the game or stay in the shop?"

As soon as the two people, Shuangma, stood in front of the shop called Fuxi Inn, the shopkeeper greeted him graciously come out.

Inn’s business is good. Ten stops are filled with eight stops. There are different kinds of guests. There are fat and wealthy businessmen, and there is also a well-dressed guard, who have endured the hardships of a long journey. , The ordinary person who can't see his identity, and even two tables of female family members, both eat and drink quite happily.

"What can I eat?"

Chen Ping glanced at the situation in the Inn, and did not refuse the solicitation of the shop.

"Well, good cassava vermicelli, soft stewed magic pork, if guests like hot pot, magic pig bone soup with magic pig brain, magic pig liver, magic pig intestines, etc. Fresh and good dishes of all colors are more expensive."

"There is also hot pot!" Chen Ping was a little surprised.

This is a way of eating that he didn't even eat at Mu Tong.

But think about it, he hasn't killed any fresh demonic beast. If you don't eat it, it doesn't mean that Mu Tong can't make it.

"Look at what the guests said, our Fuxi Inn is the Inn of the cream of the crop in Divine Witch town, and the ingredients are all produced by Divine Witch Palace. If you pay the price, you will fly on the ground. , There is nothing we can’t get!"

"What's the price of a hot pot?"

Chen Ping couldn’t help but sound like he was not only interested in hot pot, he was also interested in this World He was also very curious about the currency system.

Even more than that. After entering Divine Witch town, his perception of this World has changed from Heaven and Earth turning upside down.

The social pattern here is still very civilized, not as backward as he saw in the Three Tribes.

"Look at your first visit, I will give you a discount, five crystal coins, including two people to eat and drink."

"Gold Coin?"

Chen Ping slightly frowned, he really didn't expect this world to use Gold Coin.

Is gold also a precious metal in this World?

He thought for a while, took out a demon crystal, handed it to the shop Xiaoer, and asked him: "Where is the demon crystal? How many Gold Coins can one demon crystal hold?"

The shopkeeper looked at Chen Ping a little weirdly, and he hesitated before replied: "One hundred."

"If you eat ordinary cassava powder and stew, how much is a meal?"

"That's cheap, just one crystal."

After listening to Xiaoer’s answer, Chen Ping thought for a while, a demon crystal is the value of one hundred meals for an ordinary person’s family , Calculated by two meals a day, an ordinary family can spend fifty days.

This is still a relatively rich way of eating. If you make a cassava puree with some diced meat like Mu Tong's, you should be able to eat seventy-eighty days.

Moreover, the price is still Inn. Ordinary person cooks at home. As long as the cost price is doubled by the merchant, it will take about one hundred and fifty days.

A demon crystal can enable an ordinary family to live a good life in the first half of the year, and the purchasing power is fairly normal.

After all, an ordinary person cannot hunt demonic beasts.

"Let's rectify the hot pot!"

With forty-six demon crystals, Chen Ping is full of confidence.

"Take along to withdraw these two rhinoceros and take good care of them. Looking back, maybe we will stay here for a few more days."

The rhinoceros has reins, and these two I was tamed by Chen Ping. He is very docile. Chen Ping is not afraid that the horse will hurt the shop's second child.

"Okay."

The shopkeeper beckoned, and a good guy came out of the shop to help lead the two rhinoceros.

"Please, please."

Chen Ping and Yue Ying walked into the shop with the baggage, and went all the way in to a table in the corner.

On the way, there are constantly or vigilant, or disgusting, or curious eyes that scan the two of them intentionally or unintentionally.

After the two sat down, the cheers of wine and meat recurred.

Chen Ping saw that Yue Ying was a little nervous, and he patted her hand to signal her to relax.

The two spoke in a low voice.

"My lord, the people here are very xenophobic. Don't lower oneself to somebody's level with them."

Chen Ping heard that Yue Ying was worried that he might conflict with these people. , My heart warmed, and replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, your grown-up will not be so careful."

The two of them are indeed a bit dazzling, ash-gray burlap shirts, some parts of the hands and feet tied Wearing a rough hard leather armor, underfoot are thin boots with soft soles stitched with animal skins.

I knew it was a countryman at first glance.

Don't say that compared with those businessmen who need to show their strength through gorgeous clothes, even those well-equipped guards are incomparable.

Thinking of the demon snake scales that Yan Fei brought to him when he left, Chen Ping felt that if he trained Shenwu Guards in the future, they could dress them so neatly.

As for himself, Chen Ping felt quite stupid to put on such a set of black magic snake scales, not to mention that he was not here to fight this time.

Even if you want to fight, the scales of the demon snake will not provide much protection.

Chen Ping glanced around the merchants.

There are many colors in the fabric, but not very dazzling. The dye is still quite primordial.

You can see that there is silk in the material, but it is mostly linen, and there is no trace of cotton.

For this World without cotton, Chen Ping can still understand.

It is conceivable that the Blue Star people can come into contact with other seeds, but not many people can come into contact with cottonseed.

Even in northern Dajiang where cotton production accounts for 87% of the country, most of the cotton harvested is mechanically harvested, even more how the land is sparsely populated, and the population is more than 90,000 senior There are not many people from northern Xinjiang.

I really don’t know what kind of plant is cotton, Chen Ping, but think about it, it’s too far from the dog's tail grass and cassava, it should be quite partial.

In order to get the cotton out, I am afraid that his title of gardener has to be raised several levels before it is possible.

The tables and chairs in the Inn are all made of wood, and the same is true for the building beams. Chen Ping secretly estimated that the wood in this Inn is more than the entire Salt Cave department combined. More.

Salt Cave people are really too poor, but Yan Jin had the face to tell himself that Salt Cave was doing well.

As Chen Ping looked around, a hunter at the table beside him suddenly laughed: "Where's the country bumpkin, it looks like I haven't seen a big snake shit!"

Chen Ping turned his head to look, and saw that the three idle hunters had nothing to do when they were full. They were not pleasing to the eye.

Well, the main reason is that it is not pleasing to the eye that I bring a big beauty like Yue Ying.

Think about it, if you are eating in a restaurant, suddenly you see a sloppy old farmer with muddy Jiefang shoes and bare toes, with a high-shuangyuan, Fan Liangbing-level beauty , I'm afraid it will be very uncomfortable in my heart.

So Chen Ping naturally grabbed Yue Ying's hand and rubbed it on his face. By the way, he said: "A Ying, thank you for your money, or we will starve to death. Up."