Chapter 1008： Truffle Hunter (1/2)

Long before the cataclysm, truffle hunters in the Provence region would search for black truffles by raising and training sows. It is said that the taste of black truffles is similar to the androstenol secreted by boars in heat. The sensitive sense of smell of sows is The black truffle buried in the ground at a depth of 25 cm to 30 cm can be smelled at a distance of 6 meters, and the accuracy rate is extremely high.

The Italians in the Balkans prefer obedient and sensible hounds to find white truffles. They can not only help to find the location of white truffles and mark them, but they can even conduct preliminary excavations without damaging the truffles-but it is said The ”strong” smell of truffles is very detrimental to the sense of smell of dogs. Often when a few dozen pieces of truffles are dug up, hunting dogs need to rest and cannot continue to work.

Finding truffles is not an easy task at any time, especially during the cataclysm years. Except for the ”luxury and extravagance” of Bafanglou, even the Food Shop did not organize such a truffle hunter team.

As for Lin Chou, hey, unless he has a dog-like nose, don't even think about it.

what? !

Train four dogs to find truffles?

Ha ha...

Friends, do you remember what kind of product it is?

Rather than training the four dogs to take their own humiliation, it is undoubtedly more reliable to discover the potential value of a large number of hunters.

Seeing that Lin Chou was a little distracted, Ma Chuanhe smiled wryly.

”Linzi, I know you are kind, but like ours squad, even the wilderness of Pingchuan has to put two hundred kilograms of Yuanjing fuel in the trunk before they dare to go out safely. That Zushan is really afraid to go. ...Obviously Zushan is rich in resources, but historically only a few powerful evolvers, teams, or talents from the garrison generation committee like to try their luck there, alas...”

Ma Chuanhe thought for a while,

”It's better now. After Yan Huishan, a few hundred kilometers away from the mountain, it is actually a relative'safe area' of the Ancestral Mountain. There is no other animal demon plant that exceeds the fifth order daring to be active in this area, even the fourth order. Rarely, even my squad can occasionally go to the periphery, thanks to the fact that it is said that it is really awesome, awesome!”

Generally speaking, the majesty of Billowing extends two steps down at most, and those below the third rank are not ignoring the golden brilliance of Lord Billowing, but-how interested do you think dragons are to ants?

The low-level ”weak” people know this well, of course, provided that they do not have a particularly boring soul and extremely interesting body like the rainbow hazel rooster.

Lin Chou squeezed his chin and said with emmmmm with glistening eyes.

”Mr. Ma, you said that if you let Gungun take the lead and lead the hunter squad to go hunting in the ancestral mountain, the conditions are, of course, by the way, organize a group to help me find truffles. The whereabouts of these precious ingredients are very simple. Oh~”

Ma Chuanhe's face was almost purple.

Everyone knows that even the sixth-tier places like Zushan are not capitals that go horizontally. Let’s not mention whether there are higher-level existences—there are too many ants to kill the elephants!

”Puff~”

This familiar sound was not Ma Chuanhe's smile, but the sound effect of the uncle Warlock's sudden apparition.

The warlock perfectly expressed all his expectations and pleasure with a ?ω? expression,

”Why don't I lead the team, this warlock character guarantees that there will be absolutely no casualties...er...death, Linzi, you only have to pay my security guard's salary on a daily basis.”

Lin Chou blinked,

”The security of the upper city or the security of the lower city?”

The Warlock’s emoticon pack was replaced with ”ψ(*｀ー′)ψ” and said,

”Are you from Queen City...”

”Go, roll slowly, don't pay attention to the car.”

It is said that since the warlock went to sea this month, he has only received so many business deals, so he is still poor.

In fact, even Lin Chou can't understand how the existence of the level of the uncle Warlock and the top big player in the industry has made himself so poor as a ghost-it is reasonable that his deposit and inventory are simply lost. The operation feels completely impossible to make the pocket cleaner than the face? !

The warlock stretched out his hand to lift Sanhuang out of his sleeve and hugged him up high.

Lin Chou suddenly said in doubt,

”Where is Old Zhao?”

The warlock said casually,

”Leave early...”

Lin Chou banged the table and said in a vibrating voice.

”What? Go away!!!”