Interstellar: Food chain operation

Chapter 6 Identity is given by myself

Fourth Grandma smiled and said, "There are three of us with two boxes each. Fourth Grandma is so old, can't you tell whether the things are good or bad? It's not like we can't tell with your grandma's hair."

Nan Jiao gave Nai a thumbs up, but she didn't expect that the old man would be more willing to spend money than the young one.

"Fourth Grandma, Grandma Liu, Grandma Chen, don't worry, my mooncakes are definitely not deceptive." Jiaojiao went to get mooncakes for several grandmothers.

We have sold 23 boxes in the evening, and there are more than boxes left. We will wait until the goods are shipped tomorrow morning to see how things go, and we will continue to do it.

In the evening, as expected, five boxes were sold in the online store. In the circle of friends, there were also inquiries from customers who worked before, and seven boxes were sold.

"Host, do you want to enable plane trading?"

"Wait a minute! I don't know what ingredients are needed for the next recipe yet, and I don't know what I can exchange for them."

"Host, I suggest you open a primitive plane now. There are many medicinal materials in the primitive plane that are hundreds of years old. There is a formula for treating baldness in the mall. There are more than I can say. You can only trade them once a day. Don't waste it, host."

Nan Jiao fell into deep thought. In her memory, the medicinal materials that have been used for centuries are ginseng and Ganoderma. Those very precious medicinal materials are related to hair. She knows that there are many toiletries such as Polygonum multiflorum and ginseng. If she is right, then the original position You can indeed open one.

"Qiuqiu, I want to use plane trading to choose myself - the original plane."

"Ding! Connect to the original plane - the witch doctor Di Chen."

original plane
In a cave, an unconscious middle-aged man lay on a bed covered with animal skins. His face was red and one leg was full of blood.

"Dahu, witch doctor, you have to save our Dahu! He has just grown up." Dahu's mother knelt on the ground and cried.

"Witch doctor, you must have a way to save my son, you must!" Dahu's mother cried heartbreakingly, and other tribe members also wiped their tears.

The clan members also gathered around the small cave. Seeing the witch doctor treating the big tiger, the clan leader sighed.

Winter is coming soon, and everyone is desperately hunting to the distant ancestral mountains to exchange for other supplies. That is the market where everyone can exchange items.

There is nothing special in a small group like theirs. They can only buy it by hunting. Many people lose their lives due to hunting every year. The witch doctor can cure the blood. If everything is fine after curing the blood, it will be okay. I am afraid that the big tiger will be like this. His face was red and his whole body was hot. Even the witch doctor didn't know how to treat this kind of condition.

The same goes for other ethnic groups. Even if they survive, they are crazy and their brains are not functioning properly.

Dahu's parents also knew this, but how could they bear the loss of their newly grown child after just one hunt, and Dahu's two younger brothers all knelt down and begged the witch doctor to save Dahu.

Dahu's father also wiped away tears and begged the witch doctor: "Please, please save my eldest son!"

The two children also begged the witch doctor uncle.

The witch doctor frowned, why didn't he want to save him?

"Don't worry, I'll do my best."

"You all know his situation." The witch doctor paused, and everyone knew that Dahu's situation was not optimistic.

Just when everyone was sad and thought that the big tiger could not be rescued, the turtle shell in the witch doctor's hand shone brightly.

"Ding! The connection to the original plane was successful."

"It's the witch ancestor who has manifested his spirit! It's the witch ancestor who has manifested his spirit! Everyone, please kneel down!" The witch doctor looked at the shimmering turtle shell and was so surprised that he quickly asked everyone to kneel down.

While the others were still stunned, the witch doctor grabbed Dahu's mother and asked her to kneel down.

"The big tiger is saved, please call the witch ancestor!"

It was the clan leader who came to his senses and woke up the clan members who were still stunned for a while, "Why are you still stunned? Why don't you kneel down and worship!"

Everyone also knelt down, surprised and said: "The witch ancestor has appeared! The witch ancestor has appeared!" Although they couldn't see it, they heard that there were witch doctors who could communicate with the witch ancestors, but they had never seen a small ethnic group like them who could communicate with gods. witch doctor.

After Nan Jiao connected to the plane, she saw a mass of people kneeling on the ground.

Nan Jiao:......

"Host, they regard you as their ancestor god. This old man is the witch doctor from the original plane and the target of your transaction."

"Well, hello, witch doctor!" Nan Jiao waved her hand to say hello to the witch doctor.

"Ancestor Wu! Can I also communicate with you? I will have no regrets in this life if I can see you in my lifetime, Ancestor Wu!"

The witch doctor's hoarse voice was like sawing wood, and an old man knelt down and howled at her.

"Forehead!"

Nan Jiao was depressed. She didn't know how to explain it. If she didn't find an identity to trade with, the tortoise shell was shining. How was this different from a god?

When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

Cough!

"Witch doctor, get up! Stop crying, I am the witch doctor."

"In recent years, fewer and fewer people worship this god. This god has hereby chosen you among thousands of witch doctors. As long as more and more people worship me, I will give you a great blessing."

"Witch Ancestor! Thank you for looking up to me, an old man. As long as I live, I will make the tribe grow bigger and bigger, and more and more people will worship you." The witch doctor was so excited. The Witch Ancestor thought highly of him, and he would definitely become a great leader. Wizard's.

"Ancestor Wu, can you save this child first? This child has just grown up. After the thigh injury stopped the bleeding, he became very hot that night. Please Ancestor Wu save this child."

"Before, he was so hot that he died even if he couldn't be saved. This kid, Dahu, is lucky to meet the witch ancestor."

"Isn't this just a fever? Looking at the thighs, it seems that they were applied with crushed herbs and were not bandaged. In addition, we live in a cave and there is a lot of dust in the air. This must be a fever caused by infection and inflammation. "

"Witch doctor, wait a moment, I'll be right back!"

Nan Jiao got up and went to the utility room to find a medicine bucket. All the leftover medicine her family took every time they got sick was put into a bucket.

Nan Jiao flipped through the medicine bucket, grabbing gauze and cold medicine. Ibuprofen? I found this!

System: "Host, I remind you that you can only trade one item."

Nan Jiao, who was still flipping through the medicine bucket, stopped and said, "I forgot, Qiuqiu, we have to upgrade quickly, there are too few of these things."

Nan Jiao took out the capsules, wrapped them in paper, and asked the system to open the transaction.

"Witch doctor, this is medicine to treat a fever all over the body. You need to exchange it with something else to maintain our communication. You can find something and exchange it with me!"

Nan Jiao took out her cell phone again and showed the witch doctor three pictures of ginseng, polygonum multiflorum, and Ganoderma lucidum.

"Do you see these three things? You can exchange for one of them next time."

The witch doctor was moved by the witch master again. The witch master was so good! Knowing that they don't have any good stuff, they can actually trade it with weeds.

They didn't eat this weed. They had eaten it before when they were poor, and they had nosebleeds after eating just one weed. The other two were almost the same, and they would be poisoned and bleed after two or three weeds. Wu Zu really thought about them, he wanted to make more and more Many people worship the witch ancestor.

(End of this chapter)