No, as soon as Yanhu and the others put the dried fish on the big rock, the small tribe next to them couldn't sit still.
They had just eaten dried salted fish. They had never eaten dried fish before and almost swallowed their tongues when they ate dried fish for the first time.
Not only were the five small dried fish eaten by them without any scraps left, but even the fingers stained with dried salted fish were licked several times by them. In the end, all the black and jet-black fingers were licked except when they were just born. Besides, it has never been so clean before.
They were still not satisfied when they saw that the Qingque tribe actually put dried fish on the big rocks, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
Several people discussed it, and the seventh-grade totem warrior who was the last leader gritted his teeth and picked up the best-looking bone knife on their big rock and walked over.
"I'll take this bone knife in exchange for your piece of meat."
The totem warrior pointed to the bone knife in his hand, and then pointed to a piece of dried fish about thirty centimeters long in front of the Qingque tribe.
"It can be exchanged, but the bone knife in your hand cannot." Hongya shook his head.
Among the totem warriors, Hongya was the smarter, so Yang Cheng asked him to stand behind the big rock to conduct transactions.
"no?"
The totem warrior frowned. Even a bone knife was not enough. He suddenly didn't want to exchange.
But thinking about the delicious taste of dried salted fish, he immediately returned to the big rock of their tribe and brought two more bone knives.
"Exchange this for that."
The totem warrior pushed the thing in his hand forward.
"Or not!"
Hongya kept Yang Cheng's instructions in mind, pushed back what was being pushed, and pointed at the corpse of the seventh-level ferocious beast from their tribe.
"You can use that in exchange!"
The totem warrior looked at Hongya's finger and said angrily: "No, we can't exchange, your meat is not worth it!"
"We will only exchange the meat of seventh-grade and above ferocious beasts, nothing else." Hongya said proudly, holding her chest.
"You are too abominable, no way, your meat is not worth it and cannot be exchanged..."
The totem warrior started to make a fuss.
Soon, some nearby tribes noticed the situation here and sent people to check it out.
When I heard that the thirty-centimeter-long dried fish was actually being exchanged for seventh-grade and above ferocious beast meat, I was instantly filled with indignation and felt that everyone in the Qingque Tribe was wrong.
Seeing this, Yang Cheng waved his hand towards Yan Hu.
Yanhu understood and shouted at the noisy crowd: "Quiet!"
Although the power of the totem cannot be exerted, the bonus advantage to the body brought by the sixth-grade totem is still there.
Yanhu's roar immediately suppressed the noise of the crowd.
Then, with the crowd looking at each other, Yang Cheng walked out slowly and said loudly: "Everyone, listen to me -"
The crowd first felt the aura on Yang Cheng's body and became a little commotion, wondering why someone would bring a witch here to trade. Then they became quiet again, waiting to see what Yang Cheng had to say.
“This thing our tribe placed on the big rock is called dried salted fish!
It was obtained through the gift of the Great River Ancestor God. It is not ordinary food.
Look, which tribe of yours has it, so it is a melon from a greenhouse..."
What Yang Cheng was talking about about the rise of shouting almost interrupted his words, but fortunately he reacted in time: "Ah, no, it is unique to our tribe and cannot be found in other places!"
The crowd talked a lot after hearing this, and many people nodded in agreement.
But there was still an eighth-grade totem warrior among them who said: "Even so, the thing you want to exchange for, called dried salted fish, actually requires seventh-grade and above-grade ferocious beasts. This is not acceptable!"
"Hey!" Yang Cheng was happy and retorted to the man: "Whether it works or not has nothing to do with you. If you want to change, just change. If you can't afford it, just walk away.
Is there any tribe that doesn't have a seventh-grade ferocious beast that dares to come to the trading ceremony?
No way? No way? "
"you!"
The totem warrior's face turned red, veins appeared on his neck, and he wanted to come over and attack Yang Cheng.
"Um?"
Yanhu, Hongya and other totem warriors took a step forward and glared at this man.
In the exchange ceremony, although everyone's totem power was sealed, there were more people than others. It was more than enough for a sixth-grade totem warrior to defeat two or three eighth-grade totem warriors.
"snort!"
When the totem warrior saw the menacing look in Yan Hu and others' eyes, he immediately snorted, turned around and ran away.
"Hahaha……"
Everyone in the Qingque tribe laughed loudly.
During this period, some people seemed to be hurt by Yang Cheng's words and left with shame on their faces.
But the people who stayed were still in the majority. After all, the tribes that could participate in the exchange ceremony all had a certain level of strength. It was not difficult to hunt the seventh-grade ferocious beasts, and there were many people with excited expressions on their faces.
The food given by the Great River Ancestor God?
Is that all there is? How about getting something to eat?
It only requires a seventh-grade ferocious beast to replace it. Isn't this too expensive? !
Forget it, I'll still take a look, or else I won't change it yet...
Just when everyone wanted to change, but were reluctant to do so, the first tribe to change never appeared.
The first tribe to change has appeared!
"Hey, Yan Hu, it turns out that the fish you gave me to eat was given by the Ancestral God of the River. It is so precious. I really saw you right!"
Lion Li walked out of the crowd with two totem warriors, each carrying a ferocious beast.
With enthusiasm on his face, he stepped forward and punched Yan Hu in the chest.
Yanhu is an honest man, he subconsciously said: "Shili, actually our tribe's dried salted fish..."
"Ahem." Yang Cheng coughed twice hurriedly and said, "Hey, your name is Shili, hello, hello."
"Hey, how do you know my name is Shili?"
Shili was stubborn and asked after being stunned.
"..."
This made Yang Cheng not know how to reply.
"Shi Li, this is the shaman of our tribe. He is very powerful. He knows that you are called Shi Li without asking your name." Yan Hu patted his chest and said proudly.
"is that so?"
Shili was stunned, and then looked at Yang Cheng with some admiration.
"..."
Yang Cheng was speechless and gave up explaining to these two stubborn guys.
"Ahem, Shili, are you here to exchange for dried fish?" Yang Cheng asked.
"right!"
Upon hearing the question, Shili reacted, nodded, and said, "The dried fish Yanhu gave me was particularly delicious. Our tribe laid out the goods for exchange, and I came to find you."
Speaking of this, Shili asked again: "By the way, you just said that you want a seventh-grade ferocious beast in exchange for this piece of dried salted fish?"
"That's right, but you are the first to change. I will give you some more delicious ferocious beast meat. This is also given to our tribe by the ancestor god of the river."
Yang Cheng made nonsense and said something to Hongya.
Hongya then used a bone knife to cut off half a hand-sized piece of meat from the smoked and dried beast meat.
