The tribe who received dried salted fish and ferocious beast meat in exchange left with envious eyes and wanted to share it with their own family members.
Without exchanging others, I took one last look at the big rocks of the Qingque tribe that contained no beast meat or dried salted fish, and left unwillingly.
"Yanhu, and that shaman, I will come to see you next time. I will go back now to eat the dried fish with other tribesmen."
Shili said hello to Yanhu and Yang Cheng, and then went back impatiently with the other two totem warriors.
"Hehe, okay!"
Yan Hu smiled heartily.
"You must come!"
Yang Cheng shouted loudly towards Shili's back, his voice full of sincerity.
If Shili hadn't suddenly intervened just now, Yang Chengdu would have secretly asked Changjiao and Mai to sneak around behind the crowd to take care of him!
Shili, who was walking in front, was so moved.
This tribe is so welcoming.
The meat given by the Ancestral God of Dahe was sold as soon as it was said to be sold. It was so popular that he sold two pieces to his own tribe and gave some extra as a gift.
It’s so good!
So friendly!
I made two true friends at this exchange ceremony, and it was really not in vain!
By the way, I forgot to ask what tribe they are from again. I will definitely ask next time.
Wait for the three Lions to leave.
Yan Hu put away his smile and became a little depressed, with a gloomy look on his face.
Seeing this, Yang Cheng thought he had deceived Shi Li and made Yan Hu feel uncomfortable, so he stepped forward and patted Yan Hu on the shoulder, comforting him:
"You don't have to feel guilty about that. Relationships are quite complicated, and there is inevitably deception involved...
Ahem, I made a mistake. It should be Yanhu. We have to move forward. The tribe is the first priority. If you feel bad about it, just give Shili a few more seventh-level ferocious beasts when we leave. , Anyway, there is so much, we can’t finish it..."
Yang Cheng bala bala said a lot, Yan Hu just stood there, looking at Yang Cheng with blank eyes.
"...So, Yanhu, do you understand?"
After Yang Cheng finished speaking, he breathed a long sigh of relief. After saying so much, he was also a little tired.
At this time, Yan Hu seemed to react and asked stupidly: "Wu, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"
"Well, weren't you unhappy just now?"
It was Yang Cheng's turn to be a little confused.
Yanhu nodded and said: "Yes, but I was thinking that we still have so many dried fish that have not been replaced, and that is a lot of seventh-grade ferocious beasts!"
Yang Cheng: "..."
Others chimed in and asked:
"Yes, Wu, why didn't you ask us to take out the dried salted fish and continue changing it?"
"Yes, Wu, there were so many people just now, we can definitely replace them all at once."
"Now we still have so much ferocious beast meat and dried salted fish, what should we do if we can't replace them?"
…
Not only Yanhu had doubts, but the other totem warriors also had doubts.
"Don't worry, just wait and see, I have a way to replace the dried salted fish and beast meat." Yang Chengxin was very tired and waved his hand.
Seeing Yang Cheng's confident look, Yan Hu and the others stopped asking further questions.
Wu was always confident and reasonable in his actions. If he said there was a way to change it out, then there must be a way to change it out. They were really confused just now, so they asked.
Now the witch tells them to wait and see, so they just wait and see.
Yang Cheng added: "Okay, now there is no need to place dried fish and beast meat on the big rock. Four people are left to guard here, and the others are carrying the bodies of the seventh-grade beasts exchanged. We Go for a walk outside too.”
Everyone responded happily: "Okay!"
Yang Cheng then found a few wooden sticks, randomly drew lots, and ordered four tribesmen to guard the "stall" while the others walked around the trading ceremony carrying the seventh-grade ferocious beasts.
This visit lasted an afternoon.
There were quite a few tribes participating in the exchange ceremony, more than thirty-four, but the number was just that, with an average of ten people per tribe.
The total number of people in the entire exchange ceremony was more than 400, less than 500.
A slightly larger middle school on Earth would have this many people.
Yang Cheng walked around and felt that he was not interested.
On the first day of trading, the atmosphere had not yet reached its climax. The things that each tribe brought out for trading were ordinary items. Things like witchcraft and witch dominoes were still hidden and not taken out.
So after walking around, Yang Cheng returned to his "stall", ate dried salted fish and took a nap.
Yanhu and the others were quite interested in the exchange ceremony. They took the meat of two seventh-grade ferocious beasts and exchanged a lot of stone spears and bone knives, as well as various ornaments made of stones and bones, etc.
They simply changed all their "equipment" and became more primitive.
However, it wasn't just an exchange for something useless. Yan Hu exchanged the corpses of three seventh-grade ferocious beasts for a bone spear made from the bones of a fifth-grade ferocious beast.
The tribe said that if the tribe hadn't run out of food and a few tribesmen who had just painted totems were waiting for a breakthrough, they wouldn't have just replaced their ancestral bone spears.
This bone spear is as tall as a person, smooth and smooth, warm to the touch, and quite heavy.
Yang Cheng took the hand and tried it. He could only hold it steady with both hands. If he wanted to lift it up, he had to hold back his breath and blush before he could lift it up a little.
That's it, still just a little off the ground.
This made him a little stunned. He didn't expect the bones of high-level ferocious beasts to be so heavy. They were three or four times heavier than a stone spear of the same volume. He estimated that they weighed nearly a hundred kilograms!
While Yang Cheng was holding the bone spear, Yanhu kept his eyes on him, his face full of nervousness.
Not only was he afraid that Yang Cheng would knock or fall the bone spear he had just exchanged, but he was also afraid that Yang Cheng would not be able to steady himself and hurt himself.
The dignified Master Wu did not die under the enemy's spears and rocks, nor did he die under the sharp teeth and claws of the ferocious beasts. Instead, he died under the bone spears of his own totem warriors, and he was smashed to death on his own initiative. , then this way of death is really ridiculous.
Yang Cheng felt funny when he saw Yan Hu's nervous look, but he could understand it.
If on earth, Yang Cheng picked up the car but had not yet started driving it, and when the boss said he wanted to try driving it, he was afraid and worried that something would happen.
"for you."
Yang Cheng pushed the bone spear back to Yan Hu hard.
Yan Hu hurriedly took it, his nervous face suddenly relaxed, and he hugged and kissed the bone spear.
