World of Beasts: Green Snake, please pet it gently

Turning around, An Ran took him to the next stall.

There are all kinds of them, some you know and some you don’t.

Persimmons, oranges and other fruits are also available.

An Ran bought a lot of oranges and persimmons, peeled one open and fed it into Chang Liu's mouth: "Is it sweet?"

Chang Liu bit the juice lightly and said with a smile, "It's not as sweet as you."

Going further, there were no more stalls. An Ran shopped most of the stalls. Although there weren't many things, it was still considered shopping.

However, no matter how you say it, there is still something unfinished.

Suddenly, a bright red burst directly into her eyes.

An Ran turned around and looked over, instantly excited.

I ran over and looked at the flowers and trees all over the ground. They were of various colors, red, yellow, green, everything.

She liked these flowers the most. When she looked up, she saw an old man with gray hair, followed by three thin, dirty males.

"Are these flowers and trees all yours?"

When the old orc saw someone asking, he immediately nodded with a smile and said: "It's all ours, but we want to exchange it for salt."

An Ran saw them like this. There wasn't even a package behind them. There must be no animal skins or meat to exchange for silver beans, otherwise they wouldn't be so dirty.

"Do your tribe have many of these flowers?"

Speaking of this, the old orc immediately nodded: "Yes, our mountains and fields are full of flowers, and it is like spring all year round."

It is full of mountains, but there are not many trees, and there are not many wild animals, so they live in poverty.

In previous years, they could still replace it with two or three bags of salt, but after the continuous exploitation by the salt tribe, their number dropped sharply, and there were only a dozen people left.

If it weren't for their good relationship with the neighboring tribes and hearing from them that there was such a trading market, they wouldn't have come.

Chang Liu took out two silver beans and said, "You can buy salt for this. I bought these flowers and trees."

The old orc just heard someone say that this can be exchanged for salt, or that one pill is equivalent to a bag of salt.

I didn’t expect that these worthless things could be exchanged for two bags of salt!

He stood up tremblingly with excitement and took the silver beans with both hands: "Thank you, thank you."

When An Ran saw him like this, it reminded her of her old grandfather, who was also like this, with his back hunched and trembling when he walked.

This shows that the tribe is having a hard time. Otherwise, it would be impossible for such an old orc to walk such a long way out.

Although the three men behind them were young males, their dull eyes and obedient squatting behind them without saying a word were completely different from the other orcs wandering around.

He turned around and pulled Chang Liu's belt, took out a silver bean from his purse and handed it to the old man, smiling.

"You see, the two of us can't take so much. Can you help us deliver it to the door of the tribe?"

"Just think of this silver bean as the cost of running errands."

When the old orc saw her handing over a silver bean, he immediately shook his head and refused: "This won't work."

"You have already exchanged flowers and trees with me. These are not precious in the first place. If you can exchange them with me, you already think highly of us."

"We should move it here for you. We can't collect beans anymore."

After hearing these words, Chang Liu looked at this old man. He was somewhat similar to the old patriarch Fengyang, and they were both so upright.

"You'd better accept it, otherwise, my partner will be worried."

After saying that, he took the silver beans from An Ran and stuffed them directly into his palm: "Hurry and change the salt. I'm afraid today's quantity will be gone soon, so we can only wait until tomorrow."

As soon as he said this, the old orc immediately accepted it. It would be a big mistake to delay changing the salt because of this.

Unlike other tribes, they carry a lot of things with them, so it doesn't matter if they stay for two more days. Moreover, there are people waiting for them outside, so they must not stay too long.

Seeing that he accepted it, An Ran asked the male behind him to move things quickly, and raised his hand to gently hold Chang Liu's wrist.

I also changed into some beautiful rough crystal stones and other weird stuff.

She held a beautiful six-sided vertebra in her hand, shining in the sun.

"Chang Liu, look at it, it's so beautiful!"

"The biggest harvest today is sorghum, and the happiest harvest is flowers, trees and this."

An Ran was really happy. He was talking to himself there, and he didn't need Chang Liu's response. He just needed to be a loyal listener.

As soon as the two of them walked to the entrance of the tribe, they saw the neat flowers and trees all over the ground, and the old orc was also standing there, with three bags of salt just replaced at his feet.

As soon as Chang Liu and An Ran came over, they knelt on the ground with a plop and grabbed the ground with their heads: "Please take us in, chief!"

As soon as these words came out, the people around him immediately gathered around.

They all looked at the old orc and the three short males.

Chang Liu knew very well what made them want to join the Haiqing Tribe, but he knew it was the same thing and couldn't just accept it.

"Don't you have your own tribe? Why should you join us?"

Speaking of this, the old orc burst into tears, his voice choked with sobs.

"It's because of my incompetence. The Salt Tribe has been raising prices for several years, causing our already small tribe to have a sharp decrease in personnel, and we can hardly sustain our lives."

"We are also desperate, otherwise, we wouldn't have come to beg you!"

Hearing the old man's words, all the tribesmen around him felt the same way. Many of them had died at the beginning, and they themselves survived a narrow escape.

The Salt Tribe became rich as a result, but they paid the price with their lives.

Chang Liu frowned: "It's not my decision that you want to join our Haiqing tribe."

When the old orc heard this, he was a little confused. Didn't the orc who was guarding just say that the person who bought his flowers and trees was the clan leader?

It doesn’t matter what he says, who has the final say?

Thinking of this, his eyes moved to An Ran who had been holding Chang Liu's arm next to him. He immediately understood and ran towards An Ran on his knees.

"Madam Chief, please accept us. There are only a dozen people in our tribe. If you don't accept us, we will still die if we leave here."

These words are all true, although now they are in peace in front of the Haiqing tribe.

But once we get out of here, who knows what the outcome will be.

However, An Ran knew that Chang Liu was willing to absorb such a small tribe, but he couldn't cherish what he got easily.

Even though he is old, he is trembling when he walks.

"What the clan leader means is that your clan leader should have the final say on this matter, not yours."

"If your clan leader disagrees, wouldn't there be a gap between our two clans?"

"No, no, I am the patriarch, I am the patriarch!"

The old man pointed at himself with both hands excitedly: "If you really can't survive anymore, just accept us."

"We can only have one pound of meat a day!"

An Ran and Chang Liu looked at each other and took a deep breath: "Okay, the four of you will help me take care of the tribe's flowers, and leave the rest to the clan leader."