I am a primitive

To be precise, he walked towards the white porcelain tiger that Han Cheng was holding.

During this process, she also struggled, and he also thought about not going there.

However, she really couldn't control her feet!

It was as if her feet were no longer her own.

Just like that, she was brought to Han Cheng's front by uncontrollable feet. With a pair of amazed eyes, she stared at the porcelain tiger held in Han Cheng's palm...

"@#￥￥4!"

Encouraged by Han Cheng's eyes, she finally came to the front, holding the porcelain tiger in both hands, and the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, who had watched carefully for a long time, finally couldn't bear it and let out a heartfelt exclamation.

This is the perfect incarnation of the god of his own tribe!

It is the most perfect image of a god in my heart!

Although the image of their tribe's god is red, this does not prevent her from having such thoughts at this time!

In the face of exquisiteness, everything else is just clouds!

Not to mention just changing the color of the gods of their own tribe, from a red tiger to a white tiger, even if it directly changes the image of the gods, it doesn't matter much!

The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe leaned over at some point, half squatted on the ground, put on a posture of shitting, stretched his neck, and looked in amazement and fascination at being held in the palm of his hand by the witch of his own tribe. Porcelain tiger in

At this moment, in his eyes, this porcelain tiger is simply the incarnation of his tribe's god!

In front of the porcelain tiger that Han Cheng took out, the two giants of the Red Tiger Tribe, who had been extremely firm before, had no resistance at all!

Once again, I used my actual actions to perfectly explain to people what is called the law of true fragrance!

Han Cheng, who stayed by the side, looked at the two of them with joy in his heart, with a smile on his face as if a prey was about to get his hands on it.

In Qiang Zuo's indifferent expression, people can always feel the excitement of some foxes who are about to steal the chicken.

"@#￥...%&*..."

While Han Cheng waited patiently, he watched the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe carefully, full of admiration and fascination for a long time, and finally spoke again.

The opening this time was different from the previous one, which was full of admiration.

This time, she squatted on the ground and looked at Han Cheng's mouth.

While saying these words, the expression on his face became very disturbed, and he also retracted the hand holding the porcelain tiger to his body, as if he was hiding something.

Without the need for Mao to translate, Han Cheng could know what the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe meant just now!

It's nothing more than this little porcelain tiger that I want to bring here.

As a person who came from a later life, he has seen many trading methods, so he naturally knows how to operate at this time, so that he can sell the goods in his hands at a high price and maximize his profits!

So he was still smiling all over his face, and he didn't even need the first translator in the tribe, Mao, to put away the smile on his face. Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned from sunny to cloudy.

Such a scene made the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe look at him expectantly, and immediately became extremely panicked and at a loss.

"This thing is also extremely precious in our tribe, because our two tribes know each other very well, so I want to take it for you to see and see this precious treasure together. want to……"

Han Dashenzi put on a face, and said with righteousness on his face.

This approach is still to retreat.

Han Cheng has used this routine a lot.

But as the so-called one trick is popular all over the world, this routine can still be used today, and it is very useful, so Han Cheng doesn't mind using it again.

The members of the Qingque Tribe who were standing nearby were stunned when they heard what their son of God said.

Son of God, you didn't say that before this!

How did it become different at this time?

Fortunately, before arriving at the Red Tiger Tribe, Han Chengcheng made some explanations, so that everyone should not be surprised to see anything in the Red Tiger Tribe.

Otherwise, at this time, there may be some general situations similar to wearing gangs.

Mao on the side was a little worried that after the Son of God said such words, the people of the Red Tiger Tribe would no longer exchange food for this thing of their own tribe.

But the Son of God said this, and he still wanted to convey the meaning to them truthfully...

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Obviously, Mao's worries are unnecessary.

After he translated the meaning of Han Cheng's words, the transaction was not serious.

The witches of the Red Tiger Tribe trembled slightly, looking at the exquisite porcelain tiger that was completely divine in their hands, full of reluctance.

She really likes this exquisite porcelain tiger!

This is exactly the image of their tribal gods, and she couldn't bear to miss it like this.

However, there is no way to lose it.

Because this thing belongs to the Qingque tribe, not their tribe.

If it belongs to other tribes, she can also order the people in the tribe to use violent means to forcibly snatch it over.

But now, the target has been changed to a member of the Qingque tribe. She really dare not use such a method.

The Qingque tribe is not easy to provoke, and she had already fully understood it when the two tribes met last time.

But she really let go of such a treasure-like thing that completely fits the image of a god in her mind, and she felt extremely reluctant and extremely uncomfortable.

"@#￥#@4..."

After a while like this, the maiden of the Red Tiger Tribe spoke to Han Cheng and cooperated with some actions.

As she said these words, her face was full of pleading.

What she meant was very simple, that is, she wanted this precious thing.

For this reason, she is willing to pay a lot of food, and other things that Han Cheng and other Qingque tribe people want!

After understanding the meaning conveyed by the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, Mao couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then suppressed the joy in his heart, and began to translate with Han Cheng.

During the translation process, Mao's little tongue could not help but tremble slightly.

It's not that his concentration is weak, it's that the conditions proposed by the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe are too tempting!