When he arrived behind his big rock, Yang Cheng saw a tribal totem warrior standing very close to Hong Ya, talking to each other.
Seeing Yang Cheng coming over, the totem warrior's face lit up and he wanted to say hello. Then he saw Da Hui behind Yang Cheng, so he quickly hugged the dried salted fish in his arms and ran away.
"Wu, are you back?"
Hongya smiled as he put down a seventh-grade ferocious beast on the big rock.
Yang Cheng said: "Light a fire, bring a clay pot, and let's make broth!"
"Hey, we're going to make some broth, that's great, Wu!"
Hongya was very excited when he heard Yang Cheng's instructions. Then he found an animal skin bag and opened it to reveal a earthy brown pottery pot.
The strange shape and yellow-brown appearance of the pot made Dahui look at it blankly.
He pointed at the clay pot and asked: "Witch from the Black Monkey Tribe, is this what you said is more powerful than the sixth-grade ferocious beast?"
"That's right."
Yang Cheng nodded, and before he could ask any more questions, he smiled and said, "You'll know soon."
Da Hui was puzzled and didn't see the purpose of this pottery pot, but Yang Cheng asked him to wait, so he waited patiently.
But his patience did not last long. Almost the next moment, his eyes widened!
I saw Hongya setting up some firewood, holding a wooden stick and turning it on another log, and immediately a ball of flame jumped out.
"Witchcraft! Witchcraft! This is witchcraft!"
Da jumped back, pointed at the flames with his hand, and then pointed at Hongya, and he and the few totem warriors he brought with him expressed surprise to each other.
After shouting in surprise for a while, Dahui asked Yang Cheng again:
"The witches of the Black Monkey Tribe, the totem warriors of your tribe actually know witchcraft?"
Yang Cheng smiled and did not explain.
He had no intention of teaching Da Hui how to drill wood and start a fire.
The reason is simple. Dahui's tribe has nothing else to exchange except this bonding technique.
And obviously, there is a high probability that he would not use the bonding technique in exchange for drilling wood and starting a fire.
Yang Cheng didn't explain, as if he acquiesced, which made Da Hui feel even more mysterious about the Black Monkey Tribe.
This tribe not only brought witches with them to the exchange ceremony, but even their tribal totem warriors knew witchcraft? !
Hongya and the others are now becoming more and more skilled in cooking meat in clay pots. Not only are they fast, but they also know how to cooperate with each other.
Some people are adding firewood to the fire, some are setting up stones next to the fire, some are pouring water into the clay pot, and some are handling the body of a seventh-level ferocious beast and throwing meat into the clay pot...
More than ten minutes passed.
Under the burning of the flames and the boiling and rolling of the water, a scent of meat slowly floated out from the gaps in the grass cover, and spread in the air along with the gentle breeze.
On the other side of the exchange ceremony, in front of the big rock of the Vine tribe.
Hua Xuan pointed to the two bags of salt on the big rock: "Two bags of salt are exchanged for a seventh-grade ferocious beast."
Another tribesman in front of the big rock shook his head: "No, no, too little, five bags of salt!"
"Three bags of salt is too much." Hua Xuan said firmly, "Look at the exchange ceremony and see which other tribe besides ours has salt in exchange. If you want to exchange, I'm not willing to trade with you." Change it!"
"Well, then..."
The tribe had no choice but to shake their heads and put down the seventh-grade ferocious beast on their shoulders in frustration.
Qiuye next to him immediately took it and handed it to the totem warrior behind him. Then he took three animal skin bags of salt in their hands and handed it to the totem warrior who came to exchange.
During this period, she looked at Hua Xuan with admiration.
Just today and yesterday, their Vine tribe only used one-third of the salt, replacing it with twenty or thirty seventh-grade ferocious beasts, and even a sixth-grade ferocious beast.
The number of ferocious beasts that were exchanged made Qiuye and the others stunned and at the same time extremely excited.
The fanatical admiration for Hua Xuan has increased even more.
Everyone in the Vine Tribe couldn't imagine that if Hua Xuan didn't come in person this time, Qiuye would be the one to lead the exchange. They would never have imagined that they could keep the price down so hard.
Maybe others are not willing to buy it at the first time, so she will increase the exchange quantity of some salt, and exchange five bags of salt for a seventh-grade ferocious beast.
The tribesman who came to exchange opened the animal skin bag and saw the yellow-brown salt mineral inside. He tasted some and then spit it out with a frown.
But he did not regret the transaction. Instead, he smiled and nodded: "Well, this is the taste!"
"I'm not lying to you. The salt of our tribe is very good. Hmm, three bags of salt were exchanged for a seventh-level ferocious beast, and we still suffered a loss!"
Hua Xuan snorted coldly. She couldn't help but think about a certain hateful witch who had earned fifteen bags of salt from them before. After conversion, that was five seventh-grade ferocious beasts!
"Hehehe, our tribe still has two seventh-level ferocious beasts. I will bring them over right away and trade them with you."
The tribe members who exchanged were not annoyed by Hua Xuan's bad attitude. In exchange for such good salt, a seventh-grade ferocious beast was not a loss at all, and they thought of taking the other two ferocious beasts.
"Okay, go ahead. If you're too late, I won't have anything to exchange with other tribes for you." Hua Xuan said.
"I'll get it right away."
When the man heard Hua Xuan's words, he immediately became anxious and planned to run away to the big rock at his house.
But after running for two steps, he suddenly stopped in place, sniffed, and smelled something.
Hua Xuan looked at him and suddenly stopped, a little confused. When she was about to ask, she suddenly smelled a familiar smell.
Immediately, Hua Xuan's face darkened.
"Hmph! It's that hateful guy again! What is he going to do again?"
Hua Xuan was unhappy and scolded Yang Cheng.
Qiuye took a deep breath of the fragrance in the air, then suddenly pointed forward and said: "Witch, look!"
Hua Xuan looked in the direction of Qiu Ye's finger, and then she saw that the totem warrior who was going back to exchange the ferocious beast for salt just now turned around, his eyes straightened, and his nose kept sniffing, as if he had lost his soul. Head towards the source of the scent.
Not just him, all the tribes in the exchange ceremony straightened their eyes when they smelled the aroma of meat. They put down what they were doing and headed towards the Qingque tribe.
"Come on, let's go over and see what the Qingque Tribe is up to!"
Hua Xuan suppressed her stomach growling, said something to Qiu Ye, and walked over to Yang Cheng.
The other side of the exchange ceremony.
Every totem warrior of the Black Snake Tribe has a gloomy face and narrowed triangular eyes, like a group of entrenched poisonous snakes.
Each of them had just seen Snake Xiu's injuries.
After learning that his tribe would lose a sixth-grade totem warrior forever.
This is a major blow to the Black Snake Tribe, and it is simply unacceptable!
"Get your weapons!"
The snake head glanced at everyone and said harshly: "Let's go!"
