Chapter 473: 473： 473: anger

Aslan waved his hand and took out another box.

There are two boxes of jade bean cakes. In terms of food, Aslan is very generous.

"These jade bean cakes are the souvenir of Pune City!" Gelit took the jade bean cakes in his hand, took a bite, and nodded and said.

Aslan smiled slightly, he naturally heard that it was Gelit’s temptation, and said lightly: “There is famine everywhere, and sometimes food is better than money. In Pune, I only sold one copper coin, so I bought a dozen boxes. come."

Gelit's eyes lighted, and he got an intelligence from Aslan's tone.

That is, Aslan’s should be very energetic in Pune City. In the case of food scarcity, even Pune City is no exception, but he can easily buy more than a dozen boxes of jade bean cakes, which is enough to prove Ah. Silan is great.

A box of jade bean cakes is no more than two hundred, which is only two silver coins, but the refugee army actually thought about buying them in the city of Pune, but in Pune, the price of jade bean cakes has reached a price of four copper coins. And there is still money that can't be bought.

Aslan took out a box of jade bean cakes and hired a group of skilled workers to build the house with these crude building materials.

Three meals a day, one meal two jade bean cakes, suddenly there were more than 20 people working on the construction site, and the dust was flying for a while, which greatly dissatisfied the Duke of Medea.

"I'm going to go shopping in Pune, what do I need to bring back?" Duke Medea stood up and said disgustingly.

Said to go to Pune City, but actually went to the East Yapu Farm. Jason built a castle there. It was about the size of the original Lord’s Mansion Castle. Although the sparrow was small and well-equipped, it was built completely according to the standards of Merlot City.

The comfort level is absolutely full.

After the Duke of Medea repeatedly confirmed that Maratha Fort did not threaten Aslan's existence, he was ready to leave to enjoy the blessings, and wait for the evening to return.

Aslan smiled helplessly, and finally said, "When I come back, bring me a dozen boxes of jade bean cakes."

The Duke of Medea nodded, flew slowly, and then flew towards the city of Pune.

Gelit is no longer calm. Although the inner city is not short of food, the real reason is that there are few people in the inner city, and the well-trained guards are only more than two thousand people. Fortunately, he dug the underground granary where the Marata family survived. , So I can barely support these people.

However, if we continue at this rate, we can't hold on for a year, and it will take at least a year to resume production. They can't sit and eat, and they have to send out some relief food from time to time, otherwise the hundreds of thousands of refugees in Maratha Fort will surely rebel.

After all, these self-proclaimed ‘big men’ are also from refugees.

Everyone has just met, so naturally they can't directly ask for help to set up the line now, after all, they are not businessmen.

After a few words of courtesy, Gelit took people away, especially those youngsters who had a talent for vindictiveness, and they must be cultivated vigorously after returning.

Aslan wandered around the market and bought a lot of messy things, not with money, but jade bean cakes, so Aslan had to sigh, the retrogression of civilization.

These messy things are mainly plants, followed by minerals, and the rest are all kinds of monster bones or fur.

When Aslan was testing the elements contained in plants, Arthur's surprise voice came from outside the tent.

"Captain! Come out and have a look."

Aslan sighed, put down the glassware in his hand, and walked out of the tent helplessly.

When I walked out of the tent, I saw a aptitude crystal column lit up to the thirteenth knot, which made Aslan's eyes shine.

The qualification is fourteen, the first five are ordinary people, the next nine sections correspond to the nine major levels of occupation, and the thirteen sections are grudge qualifications, which is equivalent to the eighth qualification. There is no problem in breaking through the instructor level without accident.

Mordred and Altria are both Level 8 qualifications.

Coupled with the top-level fighting qi tactics and the assistance of magic potions, it is not impossible to break through the master-level powerhouse.

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The appearance of Level 8 aptitude naturally attracted the attention of the people in the inner city. One of the big guys with a big beard rushed out, took the child with Level 8 aptitude and left, cursing as he walked.

"Where are you going, brat? I've been looking for it for a long time."

Aslan twitched the corners of his mouth, and Arthur knew immediately, and fisted directly without saying a word.

The big bearded man flew out, still spraying blood in the air.

Casillas saw his scalp numb.

Because he knew that big man with a beard, a young master at the level of a great swordsman, who was blasted off with a punch, that Arthur's strength was extraordinary, at least that of a great swordsman.

He has always overestimated this adventurous team, but he did not expect to underestimate it.

Arthur took the child back to the camp and asked gently, "Where are your parents? What is your name?"

The child pointed to a thin middle-aged couple not far away, and there were four or five children with them, one by one starving to the bone.

"My name is Pea!"

Arthur twitched his mouth when he heard it, and looked at Aslan.

Aslan said angrily: "It just happens to need two servants, you can arrange it."

"Yes!" Arthur took the child into the camp area with his parents.

Aslan swaggered to the big man who was still vomiting blood, stepped directly on the big man with his right foot, and said coldly.

"Go back and tell your host, I want people. If you are not afraid of death, I will ask for trouble. I haven't killed anyone for a while."

Casillas shook his head quickly.

Everything that happened yesterday is an illusion.

"You will regret it?" The big man Hu said in pain.

"Regret!" Aslan couldn't help laughing while clutching his stomach.

"Even if you send a mentor-level powerhouse, I won't take it seriously, just rely on your rubbish."

Aslan's domineering and awe-inspiring voice sounded, causing many people to recognize the young man in front of them again.

Casillas turned around and ran to the inner city. This matter must be reported to Gelit. After all, Dahan Hu is a member of another faction of the Refugee Army. It would be bad if it caused unnecessary trouble.

The commander just said that when he left, let him try his best to establish a good relationship with Lance and the others.

In the evening, the Duke of Medea was reluctant to come back, looking at the new house that was still being built, and returning to the tent with anger, Aslan smiled bitterly.

He sneaked into the tent and pulled the Duke of Medea to look at his new tent. As soon as they got out of the tent, Gelit brought someone over.

"I heard about Lance's morning, and I have already taught that guy a lot." Gelit said as soon as he saw Aslan.

Aslan just faintly said "Oh!" and took the Duke of Medea to her new tent.

Gelit opened his mouth. What is going on?

Is the other party still angry?

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