Chapter 237 The Price of a Loaf of Bread
There is no obstacle around the campsite. If monsters deliberately attack this kind of place, no matter how high the fence is, it will be useless. However, at the entrance of the camp, a wall more than two meters high was piled up with some large stones to stop some low-level herd monsters.
However, this is the temporary home of all adventurers in the monster forest. Once there is a monster attack, the mercenaries or adventurers in the camp will gather to protect it and prevent the monster from trampling on it.
Bei Tinghuang scanned around, but did not see anyone from the four major families. In the entire camp, there were more second-level high-star professionals, that is, spiritual masters and sword masters. Tier 3 professionals occasionally saw a few of them. Seven-star great spiritual masters like Chu Feng were almost at the master level. It was no wonder that he was able to stay here for several years.
On the contrary, it is a fourth-level star spirit master or star sword master. Apart from Dongfang Jiao, there is no second one. I really don’t know how this guy can stay here.
Three people entered from the gate of the camp, a cold and domineering handsome boy in a black robe, a handsome man in a blue tight-fitting samurai uniform exuding a sense of restraint, and a handsome iceberg man in exquisite armor like a cheetah. As soon as they appeared in the camp, they attracted everyone's attention. In the noisy camp, everyone's words and actions stopped, until the three of them had almost passed through hundreds of tents, and then they exclaimed.
"It's Your Excellency Dongfang Jiao!"
"And Lord Chu Feng, why did Lord Chu Feng come back? Didn't he leave the Broken Soul Mountain temporarily? Why did he come back so soon?"
In the distance, a smell of bread wafted over, which immediately attracted the gluttons in Bei Tinghuang's stomach. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, raised her finger, and asked, "Let's go over there and have a look!"
"Hahaha!" There was a burst of hearty laughter, and Dongfang Jiao slapped Bei Tinghuang, who was rarely embarrassed, "I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at myself. When I just came here, I wandered around in the forest for three months, and I ate monster meat every day until I was dying. When I came here, I was just like you. I was so greedy that I asked for ten buttered breads in one go. I ate them one at a time. Come on. Finally, guess what?"
Bei Tinghuang thought it was not a good thing, shrugged his nose, and shook his head coldly, "I don't know!"
"Hahaha, you can't guess it!" Dongfang Jiao was so proud that he sometimes stumped Beitinghuang, "Of course I didn't have the money to pay the bill! I just entered the World of Warcraft Forest at that time, and I only had tens of thousands of roads with me. Biss, I ate ten yuan of the highest-grade buttered bread and a cup of deep sea rhyme blue in one go. I spent all my money on my body and couldn’t pay for it. I didn’t dare to confront the caravan of merchants, so I had to run away , I was chased by that boss for more than ten days, and he got impatient after chasing me, so he let me go temporarily!"
"Is a piece of bread that expensive?" Bei Tinghuang had a bad feeling. Although a cup of deep sea rhyme blue is not as expensive as the dark blue enchantress, it's not worth tens of thousands of rubies, right?
"In Silvermoon City, one silver coin can buy about fifteen to twenty pieces of ordinary bread, but here you need to buy at least ten rubies. Wine is even more expensive. After all, bread can be brought to the baker to make it, and wine , it is not easy to transport, and a cup of deep sea rhyme blue costs 100,000 rubies here."
This price can no longer be described as expensive, but black.
(end of this chapter)