This Game Is Too Realistic

"Weapon," Chu Guang didn't want to spend time explaining it, so he changed the subject decisively, "Are you here to exchange things?"

Yu Hu nodded, and said timidly,

"Mhm, my elder brother and I killed a deer and want to come to you to exchange something. But I don't understand what they said, and I don't know what to do... Fortunately you are here."

Glancing at the prey, it didn't look small.

"It's okay, I'll give you a pass later... Forget it, give it to you now."

With that, Chu Guang took out the small notebook, drew a few strokes on it with a marker and handed it to Yu Hu.

"Keep it safe, if someone stops you in the future, just show it to them."

The paper and pen produced by the Shelter were still a bit difficult to forge.

The characters on the pass were all written in Chinese, and there was his signature on it. It was not so easy for most people to imitate.

Out of caution, Chu Guang also wrote a number on it. In the future, in case there was a need to give it to others, it would be easy to know who the pass originally belonged to.

In the future, if he had the conditions, he would use the printing and anti-counterfeiting code.

Yu Hu couldn't understand what was written on it, so he carefully put it away and nodded.

Then Chu Guang pointed to Luca, the old slave next to him, and said,

"From now on, he will take charge of the warehouse. You can hand over the prey to him, and he will help you find someone to deal with it."

Although old Luca was confused, he nodded respectfully.

According to his experience, there was no need to interrupt when his master was talking with the guest. If there was something that he needed to do, his master would naturally discuss it with him afterwards.

If not, then that meant there was no need for him to do it.

It was the first time that Yu Hu had seen this person. He didn't know the man's identity, so he nodded with a friendly smile.

"Okay."

"It just so happens that I'm going to the warehouse, you two come with me." Without spending much time talking at the gate, Chu Guang took the two and the caravan to the warehouse.

The reindeer had just been killed. There was an arrow that pierced its throat. Chu Guang asked the player, who was the warehouse keeper, to weigh it. He then sent it to the butcher to be slaughtered and its meat cut.

Brother Scrambled Egg was now more and more comfortable doing this job, and he even had two apprentices with him.

Most of the mutated reindeer's offal was inedible; one thing was that there was no spice that could cover the smell, and another was that no one was certain what they could've eaten when they were alive.

Even though they were herbivores and did not eat carrion like hyenas, they were not domestic animals after all. Some plants and fungi that were harmful to humans would have remained in their digestive system to some extent.

If it was not a physique type player, there was no need to take that risk.

The two brothers Yu Hu and Yu Xiong watched curiously. It was not that they had never seen a butcher slaughter meat, it was the first time they saw the people in blue coats slaughtering so skillfully.

Peeling, removing tendons, taking meat, the butcher in a blue coat didn't even blink his eyes. The fast moving knife didn't seem to touch the bones, and the dropped bones didn't even have any meat attached to it.

It's absolutely amazing.

"The old butcher on Bett Street won't let us watch him slaughter meat. When I learn this, I will open a slaughterhouse in front of my house in the future. The business will definitely be good," Yu Hu said excitedly to his elder brother.

Yu Xiong shook his head.

"Save your energy. Even if you want to open one, don't open it at our door. I plan to have a child next year. It will probably scare Xiaoyu, let alone my kid."

Yu Hu scratched his head out of embarrassment.

"Oh, okay, then I will open the opposite of the old Charlie's grocery store, there are more people there."

After a while, all the edible meat was put on the chopping board, and the inedible meat was poured into the plastic bucket next to it.

Brother Scrambled Egg hung the slaughter knife aside, put the meat into the container, weighed it on the scale, and looked at the administrator.

"Exactly a hundred kilograms—quite a lot."

Chu Guang nodded and instructed him to take twenty percent of the meat, with the leftovers and skins such as tendons and bones, and then placed all the remaining meat into the plastic bags brought by the two brothers of the Yu family.

"In a moment, you go to the warehouse to fetch 300g of coarse salt."

The price of salt at the outpost had been adjusted, and now the price of coarse salt that had not been completely purified was one silver coin per fifty grams, which had dropped slightly.

The price of refined salt was five times that of coarse salt, so to say, one silver coin per ten grams, which was a bit higher than before. If it was the kind with BUFF, it would float up to fifty percent of the basic price.

However, regardless of whether there was BUFF refined salt, it was not sold externally. It was only for players, and this could be regarded as a kind of welfare for players.

If calculated by the price of salt, Chu Guang's payment for this deer skin was almost equivalent to six silver coins.

If calculated by transaction costs, this figure was probably less than one-third. After all, most of the coarse salt was “wholesale” from the merchant from Red River Town with dried meat and the average cost of a kilogram of coarse salt was only three kilograms of dried meat.

However, the two brothers of the Yu family were still very happy. It was already a very good thing for them to be able to get salt that was not mixed with sand.

In fact, Brother Chu gave quite a generous amount, which was a full fifty grams, which could be eaten for a few more days!

It was great to win together!

Full of gratitude, the two brothers thanked Chu Guang, carried their eighty kilograms of venison and three hundred grams of coarse salt, and left happily.

Chu Guang called Luca, who had been following him, and he said to him,

"If those Players in blue coats come to hand in their prey, you don't need to weigh them. Hyenas are worth five silver each and reindeers are twelve silver each. The prey will be slaughtered, and the meat will be smoked and then sent to the granary for storage."

"If it's a hunter from outside like the man just now, you will take him to the butcher like I did earlier, take twenty percent of the meat, take the bones and skins, and give back eighty percent, and then exchange it with three hundred grams of coarse salt, understand?"

Luca was a very smart guy. Although he didn't know what 'Player' meant, he remembered what he had to do. He immediately nodded when he understood.