Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Halfling (Fourth)

Their tribe is a well-known large tribe in the Changfeng Plain, and there are many affiliated tribes around them.

A large number of people means that there is not enough food. This time Aslan gave them 500,000 catties of food in one go, which alleviated their food crisis to a large extent, and should be enough for them to last until the autumn harvest.

"Take stock of the food, and then leave as soon as possible, so as not to be discovered." Aslan deliberately said that they seemed to be doing something shady.

In fact, Merlin would support them as long as they told the truth.

But because of their guilty conscience, they dare not be upright, which will make others doubt even more.

"Gareth! Come over tomorrow morning, let's set off as soon as possible." Aslan also said this on purpose.

Gareth promised to take Aslan to the North Wind Prairie, so naturally he would not refuse.

He also believed that the centaurs would never sell such important supplies as war horses to Aslan.

He even hopes that if there are more transactions like this in the future, then his tribe's strength can be improved again.

In the Changfeng Plain, the easiest way to improve the tribe's strength is food.

Belmode rolled his eyes after hearing Aslan's words.

The granary in Changfeng Town was opened, and a large number of stalks and fruits that had been ground into powder were pulled out by carts.

Looking at the grain that almost filled the entire granary, Gareth and Belmode's eyes were about to pop out.

They have never seen so much food since they were born.

Many barbarian fighters subconsciously covered their fists, ready to grab them directly at any time.

"Why, you want to grab it!" Aslan asked with a smile.

Belmode scratched his head in embarrassment.

"No, we're just a little shocked."

Gareth looked at Belmode mockingly, the meaning of which was self-evident.

He is not like Belmod who doesn't understand anything. If Belmod really dared to snatch Lord Melo's food, he would even take the initiative to help Aslan beat Belmod back.

He received Elijah's bamboo bird last night, and he explained the powerful relationship in it.

The iron mines in the Changfeng Plain must be concealed, and Elijah asked Gareth to make it clear to Merlin, because once they were exposed, they would face all the people in the entire Melox province.

On the other hand, Elijah hopes that Gareth can reach a friendly relationship with the town of Melo.

This will be beneficial to their development, and they may have the opportunity to obtain the technology of growing baobai in Merlot Town, so that they can completely solve the problem of food shortage.

From this point of view, Elijah is indeed thinking of Gareth and the entire tribe, that is from the standpoint of Elijah, the holy envoy.

But as far as the entire Changfeng Plain is concerned, what Elijah did would only cause indelible cracks in the Changfeng Plain that was originally monolithic.

This is the so-called ass decides the head.

Different identities, different considerations.

When Gareth and Belmode left with a large amount of food, the halfling thieves who had been hiding outside Changfeng Town could see clearly.

Gareth walked to one of the places with a bag of food, and after waiting for about half a minute, a short figure appeared behind him.

"Gareth, shouldn't you explain?"

Without saying a word, Gareth threw the bag of food in front of him.

"I did a business with the human race and exchanged some food."

The short figure grabbed the bag of grain, which weighed a hundred catties.

Halflings are naturally intelligent and capable opportunists. Individuals or tribes can find shelter anywhere, so compared to other alien races, the human race did not kill them too much.

This also made them not pay too much attention to the situation in the Changfeng Plain. They were also natural tourists, and at worst they would leave the Changfeng Plain to go to other habitats of other races.

"One bag is not enough, I have so many people under my hand." The short figure easily picked up the sack that was taller than himself.

Gareth had known the virtues of these halflings for a long time, so he had another two sacks of grain thrown out.

"Germain is enough!"

The short figure shrugged indifferently, and said very casually: "Don't worry! I won't talk nonsense."

Gareth nodded, turned around and led the people away.

The caravan's ruts left deep marks on the ground, and Germain took a deep look at the elf caravan.

"There are at least 40,000 to 50,000 catties of grain. Lord Melo is really generous."

As for what Gareth said about doing business with Lord Melo, Germain could only say that he was lying to ghosts.

The companion on the other side also came over, and he also came with three big sacks of grain.

"There are about 400,000 to 500,000 catties of grain in Belmode."

Germain sneered and said, "These two guys who usually clamored the most for a war were the first to hook up with the human race."

Suddenly a gust of cool wind blew in, and German's face changed instantly. Just as he drew out the dagger, a long sword rested on his neck.

"Don't move around, my lord is here to ask."

Kruse's cold voice sounded, making the night breeze a little bit colder.

German quickly threw the dagger in his hand on the ground, raised his hands high, and said with a smile on his face: "Yes! I cooperate, please take the sword away, please? It's very dangerous."

Cruze nodded indifferently, stretched out his hand to grab German's collar, and jumped back to Changfeng Town.

In the town magistrate's mansion, Aslan was eating breakfast in an orderly manner. It was he who cooked the meat buns made with baoluo fruit flour. Because the baoluo fruit powder was red, these buns were all red and indescribably beautiful. .

As soon as Germain entered the room, he happened to see Aslan working on a table of dishes by himself, which made his mouth water.

"Try it!" Aslan put two meat buns on an empty plate with a tong, and said politely.

Germain nodded, and he was not polite. He grabbed the bun with his hairy hand, but after taking the first bite, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, it was too hot.

But the strong smell of meat made him reluctant to spit it out.

"Delicious, really fragrant!"

Aslan watched German gobble it up slowly and methodically. After eating this breakfast for half an hour, German ate more than a dozen meat buns before stopping.

"Ugh!" Germain hiccupped.

Aslan put down the towel to wipe his hands, and said with a smile, "Your heart is really big, so you won't be afraid of me poisoning you."

Germain leaned back on the chair indifferently, and said lazily: "If you want to kill me, just right now, there is no need for me to be a full-bodied ghost, and it's not like going to the execution ground."

"Haha, have the guts!" Aslan couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

"Are you interested in working for me?"

German rolled his eyes and asked curiously, "What job? What kind of treatment are you going to give me?"

Aslan's eyes narrowed slightly, he could hear the information contained in Germain's words.

He knows the situation in Melo Town very well.