The official post office is near the city gate where they walked in. But if you don't know, you will definitely have to look around because the post office is in an alley somewhere, not on the street.

Qingqing and others were brought into the large yard of the post office, and they saw a lot of goods waiting to be shipped piled up everywhere.

It has everything, fur, scales, horns, wings, meat segments, etc.

"Does anyone collect those tattered scraps of leather?" Qingqing asked, pointing to a large pile of various tattered scraps of leather.

"No matter how much you break it, it's still an advanced ferocious beast skin. If you splice it together, you can still piece together a few pieces of cheap armor. You have to know that when hunting beasts in the Eastern Wilderness, even if it's just cheap spliced ​​leather armor, there's a big difference.

Far away. If there is no one, it will be just like paper. If you come face to face with a ferocious beast, just give it a paw and you will die." The little navigator introduced with a serious and solemn expression.

"Then do you think anyone would accept a piece of skin like mine?" Qingqing took out a piece of small flying squirrel skin from his arms.

This is not a complete leather, there are obvious cutting marks, which were obviously made when hunting small flying squirrels.

"The leather you have preserved is relatively complete. With just three or four pieces, you can make a complete flying squirrel, right? You should be able to sell it for a pretty good price," said the little navigation.

Qingqing was so happy when he heard this, "Fortunately, my sister reminded me to bring these leathers with me. I also have some that were burned by the fire talisman, leaving only charred leather. Can I sell that one?"

"That's enough." said the little navigator. The leather armor also needs to be beautiful!

"Forget it, I can't sell it, I'll throw it away later." Qingqing didn't care. In that situation, if he had taken the leather into consideration, maybe it was him Qingqi who was in trouble. If he lost his life for the leather, wouldn't he be a fool?

Qingyi felt that he was definitely not a fool. A little piece of shit was worth just a few dollars, how could he be as valuable as Qingyi?

"Are some of our guests here to mail something to us?" A young man who looked like a postman came over and asked.

"Yes, we plan to mail some large fish segments home." Qingqing motioned Qingquan to bring over a box and open it. Inside was frozen segments of the ninth-level ferocious beast, large grass carp.

"You can do quick mail via Flying Bird. It can arrive in one day." The postman looked at it and said, "How many boxes are there? How many pounds?"

"A total of one thousand catties, ten boxes." Qingyi said.

"How much does the box weigh?"

"A box weighs twenty pounds."

"Solid wood boxes are heavy. That's one hundred and twenty kilograms per box. It requires ten large flying eagles and six hundred red gold coins for postage, or something equivalent." The postman said.

"Qingquan, take someone to pull off those claws, fur, and carapace, and let them estimate how much they are worth?"

"Come on." Qingquan quickly carried down a pile of broken skins of small flying squirrels, shells of red-armored crabs, and the big tortoise shell of the bronze-armored turtle. The postman was particularly interested in the huge tortoise shell.

"Of the bits and pieces you picked up, only this big tortoise shell is worth. I'll give you four hundred red gold coins. The other mess can only be counted as fifty red gold coins. After all, we are not collecting mountain goods, so we can only give you a basic price.

If you don't like the low price, just go elsewhere and exchange it for red gold coins and then come back and pay the full postage."

Qingchen immediately turned back to see Uncle Zhao.

Uncle Zhao nodded directly, sending it outside would not be much better than here. Those little bits and pieces are worthless.

"How much does your family charge for a pound of fish meat from a ninth-level ferocious beast?" Qingqing asked again. He thought that the price quoted just now was only 450 red gold coins, which was still 150 red gold coins short of the 600 postage!

"Is this kind of meat fresh?" the postman asked.

"It was just slaughtered this morning." Qing Jing said.

"Then you are at a loss. A live ninth-level fish costs twenty gold coins per pound, while a dead one only costs eight gold coins." The postman said.

If you go to Baiweizhai to eat, it costs at least 50 red gold coins per kilogram, and it’s still dead.

Qingqing suddenly felt that he had suffered a huge loss before.

"Qingquan is going to bring down the remaining fish and meat pieces we have this morning. Just collect enough 150 red gold coins."

"That's nineteen pounds." Qingquan ran to the bullock cart and unloaded a box.

Two large fish segments were pulled out from the inside, one fish head and one fish tail. "It weighs twenty kilograms."

It's not small in size, but when you put it all together, is it just short of a fish belly?

The postman took a closer look and immediately twitched his lips. Emma's box was full of fish heads and tails. There were pieces of five or six kilograms each, and some of nearly ten kilograms each. It seemed that all the fish stomachs were sent home.

"You can sell the rest of these to me. Anyway, a pound of dead fish gold coins will be the same everywhere."

"What about the live fish?"

"Do you still have live fish?" The postman was surprised. "The ninth-level ferocious beast is difficult to catch, and ordinary fishing nets cannot pull it up."

"This fish was not caught in a fishing net. Just tell me if there is one alive, do you still want it?"

"Yes, twenty-one pounds."

Qingqing looked at Uncle Zhao again, and Uncle Zhao nodded again. "Then come with me and have a look." Qingqing once again asked someone to bring down a large bucket filled with water. As soon as the lid of the bucket was opened, a big fish came directly

It jumped out with a bang. Emma finally felt comfortable. That broken bucket almost broke my tail socket.

Bang bang bang bang...bounce, the remaining big grass carps also fled to freedom one after another.

Human beings are so wicked. When it comes, it comes, and it makes us so crowded that we can’t breathe.

I saw with my own eyes the big grass carp that continued to jump lively on the stone tile floor. The postman was very happy. Oh, this fish is so good, so lively. Just by looking at the effort, I knew it was a real ninth-level vicious fish, not a domesticated one.

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"Hey, I'll quickly ask someone to pick them back and weigh them." Qingqing was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll find someone to pick them into the bag, so it's easier to weigh them." The postman immediately called someone over, put the big fish into the bag one by one, and then tied them up to weigh them. During this period, someone accidentally accidentally weighed them.

, bitten by the big teeth in the grass carp's mouth, bleeding all over the ground.

"Be careful, do you think this is your big grass carp? This is a ninth-level ferocious beast!!" When the postman saw someone was injured, he immediately scolded them angrily.

Domestic fish do not have the scales on the back of wild fish that are as shiny as ink nails. The famous Bianjun fish scales are made by picking off the scales on the fish, especially the scales on the back.

There are only a few people in Qingqing and the others, how many fish can they eat?

So in addition to the thousand kilograms that I have to take back to my parents.

Almost all the remaining large grass carps of nearly 3,000 kilograms are here. There are only a few left at home to eat.

"A total of 2,852 kilograms, twenty red gold coins per kilogram. I will give you a small change, which is fifty-seven thousand and one hundred red gold coins." The postman was in a good mood, and he collected a large live fish early in the morning.

, can this mood be bad?

"What about the box of frozen fish?" Qingqing asked again.

"The box of frozen fish weighs only a few kilograms, so can I give it to you as six hundred and thirty red gold coins?" the postman asked.

Qingchen calculated it secretly and made a little extra change. "Okay." He agreed immediately.

"That's 57,700 red gold coins. Come with me and I'll take you to check out," the postman said.
Chapter completed!