Survival in a cave: All my supplies depend on digging

Ye Chun and the others went to the forest again and began to bury their heads in hard work.

As for the more than 400 pieces of meat, let Ye Fan take it and start trading with the villagers.

"Auntie, do you have any shells at home, they are the shiny and beautiful kind, I will exchange the meat of the green feather beast for you!"

Ye Fan held a piece of meat in his hand and pulled an aunt, the same as the salesman.

"Shells? My mother passed on several pieces to me, but the shell is precious, how can you exchange a piece of the green feather beast, I have it at home.

Ye Fan nodded, and took out another piece: "I understand, you have to add money, how about two pieces of meat for one shell?"

"This is not a good thing, my mother passed the shell to me, and before leaving, I specially told it, this shell is just a few pieces, let me keep it well."

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth cracked, and then he took out another piece: "Three pieces!" What do you think?

"But I look at that shell quite floating..."

"Our family has been passed down from generation to generation, just a few pieces..."

Okay?!

"It can be used as a spoon when eating."

"Why do you use shells as spoons?! Six pieces of green feather meat for one shell, it's done! Ye

Fan scolded his mother in his heart, the kind of simplicity I saw when I first came to the village is fake, Lao Tzu has been added to such a high level, you still don't agree?

"Six pieces of meat is not a lot, we can catch the green feather beast again in the future, but if the shell is gone, it will be gone, so let's add more."

"What the hell are you... Seven pieces! Fixed price, don't promise me anymore! Ye Fan said angrily.

The aunt smiled and nodded: "I see that the young man is quite a match, seven pieces is seven pieces, and I will give you all the shells here." The

aunt said, groping around for a while, and then found five shells.

"By the way, our men also have it, do you still want it? It's also based on seven pieces of meat for one shell.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, you go get the shells." The

aunt happily went to find her own man, and returned after a while, plus she made up ten.

Ye Fan directly took out seventy catties of green feather beast meat, then took the shell and went to the next one.

It took him half a day to get 59 shells.

The main reason is that it is too special to pay lip service, usually these villagers treat them as respected guests, and they have to add money when they mention that they want shells.

Ye Fan suspected that these three-character mantras had been transmitted to every household with the shells, and they were really dark.

In the afternoon, Ye Fan was finally free, and then he had time to start petting the cat... No, petting the fox.

In the next few days, Ye Fan maintained this rhythm, replacing the meat that Ye Chun had hunted the day before with shells in the morning, and plucking the fox to restore its favorability when he had time in the afternoon.

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye, and Ye Fan has exchanged more than one hundred and thirty shells in his hands, and he estimates that all the shells in the whole village are here, except for the village chief.

There are also more than 200 catties of meat left, Ye Fan deliberately kept this meat and brought it to Teddy next time.

And Ye Chun and them, under the high-intensity monster farming in the past few days, have all been promoted to two to three levels, and Wang Meng is the most outrageous, they are about to upgrade to level 35.

In this regard, Ye Fan is not very envious, the gap between several levels is not big, and there will be a chance to catch up in the future.

Ye Fan took the exchanged shells and came to the village chief's house again.

"Village chief, I have changed to a shell, and I want to buy that big stone, you can make a price."

The village chief didn't look at him while eating, and asked directly, "How much can you give?"

Ye Fan pondered for a moment and replied, "Fifty shells."

"Gotta add money." The village chief didn't think about it, and directly offered a three-character mantra.

These shells actually have such a role for Ye Fan, and the reason why Ye Fan said fifty is to prevent him from doing this.

Otherwise, he would just take out all the shells.

"Sixty." Ye Fan said again.

Hearing this, the village chief put down the bowl, sighed, and then showed a look of reminiscence: "If you want to talk about that boulder, but it has been passed down from the ancestors..."

Ye Fan said urgently.

The village chief was slightly stunned, and then picked up the bowl again: "You have to add money." "

What the hell are you... Seventy! It's quite a lot, sell it to me.

"No, I have to add it."

"Eighty days."

"Plus."

......

The price soared all the way up until Ye Fan gave the final price of one hundred and thirty-three.

"That's all I have, if you let me add money, I won't be able to add it, just in a word, you can't sell it or not." Ye Fan suppressed the fire in his heart and said.

"That's right." The village chief finally had a different change, he thought about it, and then nodded, "Deal."

Ye Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, took out all the shells and handed them to the village chief, and then said, "Then now, the stone belongs to me, right?" The

chief nodded, and saw that he had gathered all the shells, and added seven of his own, and threw them all into the fire.

Ye Fan was almost so angry that he had a brain congestion on the spot, why did I spend so much effort to collect the shells, and you burned them directly?

"Village Chief, what do you mean?"

The village chief sighed and said, "The ancestor said that if one day I can collect all the shells, I will burn them, money is the root of all evil.

"Which of your ancestors left this ancestral teaching?"

"It's the one that sent the shells in the first place."

Ye Fan was in a groove at that time: "Your ancestor is quite rebellious, he sent shells by himself, and let you destroy the shells, is he sick?"

"How can we understand the wisdom of our ancestors, anyway, what we said according to the teachings of our ancestors is always right."

Ye Fan was speechless for a while, it seems that your ancestral training has a smell of neurosis.

One is to make their own shells and burn them, and the other is the stone.

It's true that the stone can be silent, but you ordinary people don't have skills, what's the use of being silent?

Let you run around with a big stone that has no effect, this kind of thing is useless except for wasting manpower and time, when will you learn to doubt your own ancestral teachings?

You can continue for more than 300 years in the case of following this kind of pit ancestral teachings, which is really lucky.

No longer wasting saliva with the village chief, Ye Fan said goodbye, and then went to the place where the boulder was placed.

This big stone was dug out by them and has been placed here since then, Ye Fan pressed one hand on the big stone, and then his heart moved.

[The current material has been absorbed, is it possible to conduct a manufacturable search?] This

is still a function that Ye Fan stumbled upon, which can show the items that can be manufactured according to the materials absorbed.

"Search."

The words fell, and there was a sudden sound in the system.

[Current Material: Filthy Stone, which can be used to craft C-level weapons, daggers, swords, spears, shields... Please select a weapon type].