The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe shook her head to get rid of some bad premonitions in her heart, then she folded her arms in front of her chest, raised her head vigorously, squinted her eyes downwards and squatted on the ground, cautiously there.
Han Cheng took out his backpack and pretended to be taking something out without saying a word.
Next to her, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe stood, his expression and movements were similar. He didn't say anything, just quietly watching you perform to your heart's content.
The two of them have enough confidence to resist the temptation of what the Son of God of the Qingque Tribe has created.
Han Dashenzi, who was squatting on the ground and performing wholeheartedly, did not see such behavior.
But even if he saw it, according to Han Dashenzi's temperament, he wouldn't care too much.
Because Han Dashenzi has full confidence in the things he carries and the means of exchange!
Under their "quietly watching the performance" gaze, Han Cheng opened his backpack and took out a more sophisticated box.
Then, Han Cheng stopped unpacking.
He started looking at his hands non-stop.
This was not because he was trying to create some mystery, but because he suddenly discovered that his hands were stained with black ash at some point.
Han Cheng looked at the black ash on his hands, then raised his head and glanced at the hands of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe and others, and found the black hands of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe who was holding his hands on his chest.
At that moment, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
How long has it been since this girl washed her hands?!
Just by shaking hands, you can dye your hands like this?!
Thinking back to some of the third brother's living habits that later generations knew, Han Cheng was in bad shape.
It seems that the entire nose has some weird smell, which is constantly exuding fragrance.
Such a thing made Han Cheng involuntarily hold his breath, and his feeling of disgust became extremely strong, and he even thought of cutting off his own hand...
Of course, Han Cheng only imagined things like chopping hands and would not actually implement them.
Doing such a thing in front of the people of the Red Tiger Tribe will undoubtedly make his dislike too obvious.
Let the people of the Red Tiger tribe feel embarrassed.
Especially it will make those people who have shaken his hand feel extremely uncomfortable.
Han Cheng, who was afraid of pain and didn't want to lose his hands, found a reason seriously and thought about it randomly.
Then he turned around and took off the hanging water hyacinth from his waist. He asked Xiong Youer to pull off the cover, hold it in his hand, tilt it down, and wash his hands with water...
Fortunately, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, who was holding his hands and watching a show, didn't know what Han Dashenzi was thinking before.
If he knew this, he would definitely be able to roar loudly at some shameless person.
Are you afraid of embarrassing others?
Are you as afraid of embarrassing others?!
How could there be such a shameless person in this world!
Han Dashenzi washed his hands seriously.
Even though the black ash obtained by shaking hands was just some floating ash, which was not sticky and only needed to be rinsed with water and scrubbed a little to clean it, he still washed it very carefully.
He also took out some soap that was not harmful to his little hands and rubbed his hands carefully.
After scrubbing it carefully, rinsing it off with water, and wiping your hands clean, my whole mood became wonderful again.
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe and the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, who were waiting to watch Han Cheng's silent performance, were a little confused for a moment when they saw this scene, and couldn't help but look at each other in confusion.
Obviously, the two of them did not understand what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the Son of God of the Qingque Tribe.
After a while, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe stared at Han Cheng's hands that had turned white and become much cleaner, and then looked at the white hands. After applying them, some white bubbles would appear.
, showing some thoughtful expression.
This kind of thing should be very good for washing hands.
Could it be that the people of the Qingque tribe wanted to exchange such things for themselves and others this time?
She thought so, but Han Cheng had no idea of selling soap.
He stretched out his clean hands and opened the layers of packaging.
As the layers of packaging were opened, the box that originally looked larger than the last time it contained the porcelain bowl began to shrink severely.
Later, it was about the same size as a person's palm.
But even so, the outside is still wrapped with a layer of red, which looks very exquisite, but is something that the Red Tiger tribe does not have.
Seeing such a scene, everyone in the Red Tiger tribe could not help but twitch in their faces.
The Red Tiger Tribe witch and the leader, who had already made up their minds not to exchange anything from the Qingque Tribe, raised their heads and held their hands tighter when they saw this.
That look, that posture, you can be as proud as you want to be, and as confident as you want to be!
Han Cheng did not see such an expression, but these people from the Qingque tribe did.
The people of the Qingque Tribe, who had already known what the Son of God was going to do and what they were carrying in the backpacks behind them, looked at their performance and, for some reason, couldn't help but want to laugh.
Fortunately, although they had not received any professional training, they all had good concentration and did not laugh out loud at this moment.
In such an atmosphere, Han Cheng carefully unwrapped the last layer of things.
The red cloth was uncovered, and a fist-sized, white and smooth thing appeared in his hand.
This is a little porcelain tiger, the kind that lies on the ground obediently and doesn't move.
This was made by Han Cheng and Hei Wa when he was the leader of the Qingque Tribe. It was one of the great weapons that Han Cheng used against the Red Tiger Tribe.
It can be seen that after the appearance of this thing, the people of the Qingque tribe were shocked.
Looking down at Han Cheng's silent performance of the Red Tiger Tribe witch with squinting eyes, I couldn't help but feel a 'shudder' in my heart.
Is such a small thing worthy of such solemnity?
Is it worthy of such rarity?
This kind of thing is far worse than my big, round and sacred bowl!
With this thought in her mind, she glanced to the side.
Inadvertently, I saw the expressions of everyone in the Qingque tribe changed significantly after seeing Han Cheng take out the white things.
The disdain in my heart became even stronger.
Is such a thing worthy of such serious treatment?
It’s really a world that I haven’t seen at all!
At this moment, the pride in the heart of the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe became unbearable, and it could be said to have reached its peak.
“@#￥#……”
The witch in the Red Tiger Tribe turned her head to the side, and when her heart swelled to its peak, she suddenly heard such an admiration coming from beside her.
Listening to the voice, it is the leader standing next to him.
After hearing who the speaker was and what he meant, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe was immediately filled with the displeasure of her boss!
We have already agreed before that no matter what, we will no longer spend a lot of money in exchange for anything from the Qingque tribe. How come such a short time has passed and you have rebelled?!
Look at you, you have never seen the world!
The divine son of the Qingque Tribe just brought out a small thing. No matter how good it is, it can't compare to the big porcelain bowl of our tribe. Why is he so restless and confused about what is truly valuable?
!
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe is filled with disgust at this moment. She really hates the leader of her tribe!
I had the urge to lift up my clothes and pants and kick him hard.
In the midst of such complaints, the witch from the Red Tiger Tribe turned her head back.
First he looked at the leader of his tribe with disgust, and then he looked at the thing that the Son of God of the Qingque tribe had brought out.
The look of disgust and disdain in his eyes didn't change much.
She looked at the white porcelain that Han Cheng held in her palm with disgust, and snorted arrogantly in her heart.
After a few more glances, the look of disgust in the eyes of the Red Tiger Tribe witch quickly disappeared and was replaced by full shock and disbelief.
At this moment, how she disliked the leader of her tribe was suddenly forgotten in her mind, or she couldn't even think about it at all!
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, who had just been criticizing the leader of her tribe for not being calm enough and having never seen much of the world, behaved next, even more exaggeratedly than the leader of their tribe, who had never seen the world.
After her eyes widened for a while, she walked towards Han Cheng uncontrollably.
To be precise, he was walking towards the white porcelain tiger held in Han Cheng's hand.
During this process, she also struggled, and he also thought about not going through with it.
However, she really can't control her feet!
It was as if her feet were no longer her own.
In this way, she was brought to the front of Han Cheng by her uncontrollable feet. With a pair of eyes full of wonder, she looked at the porcelain tiger held in Han Cheng's palm...
"@#￥￥4!"
Encouraged by Han Cheng's eyes, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe finally came forward, holding the porcelain tiger in both hands. After watching carefully for a long time, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh.
This is the perfect incarnation of the god of my tribe!
It is the most perfect image of God in my heart!
Although the image of the god of their tribe is red, this does not prevent her from having such thoughts at this time!
In front of exquisiteness, everything else is just a cloud!
Don't just let the god of your tribe change his color from a red tiger to a white tiger. Even if you directly change the image of the god, it doesn't matter much!
The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe came over at some point, half squatting on the ground, making a peeing posture, stretching his neck, looking with amazement and fascination at being held in the palm of his hand by the witch of his own tribe.
The porcelain tiger in.
At this time, in his eyes, this porcelain tiger was simply the incarnation of the god of his tribe!
In front of the porcelain tiger that Han Cheng brought out, the two giants of the Red Tiger tribe who were extremely determined before became completely powerless!
Once again, I used my actual actions to perfectly explain to people what the law of true fragrance is!
Han Cheng, who was standing aside, looked at the two people with joy in his heart and a smile on his face as if he was about to catch his prey.
The forced indifference in his expression can always make people aware of the excitement of some foxes who are about to steal the chicken.
"@#￥…%&*…"
While Han Cheng waited patiently, the witch of the Red Tiger tribe, who had watched the porcelain tiger in her hand carefully, with admiration and fascination for a long time, finally spoke again.
This opening was different from the previous one, which was full of admiration.
This time she squatted on the ground and watched Han Cheng speak.
While saying these words, the expression on his face became very uneasy, and he also shrank the hand holding the porcelain tiger in front of his body, as if he was hiding something.
There is no need for Mao to translate at all. Han Chengcheng can understand what the witch of the Red Tiger tribe just said means!
It's nothing more than wanting this little porcelain tiger that I brought here.
As a person from later generations, he has seen many ways of doing business, 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, who was still smiling at first, didn't even need to speak to the first interpreter in the tribe, and directly put away the smile on his face, turning from sunny to gloomy almost in the blink of an eye.
Such a scene made the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, who was looking at him expectantly, immediately become extremely panicked and at a loss.
"This thing is also extremely precious in our tribe. Because our two tribes know each other and are very friendly, I want to take it for you to see and experience this precious treasure together. You are still here now?"
want to……"
Han Dashenzi said with a righteous look on his face.
This approach is still to retreat in order to advance.
Han Cheng has used this routine a lot.
But as the saying goes, one trick can be used 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 people of the Qingque Tribe who were standing on the side were completely confused after hearing what their divine son said.
Son of God, this is not what you said before!
Why did it become different at this time?
Fortunately, Han Chenggong made some explanations before arriving at the Red Tiger Tribe, telling everyone not to be surprised if they saw anything in the Red Tiger Tribe.
Otherwise, at this time, there may be some general situations similar to cheating.
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 from their own tribe.
But the Son of God said this, and he still had to convey this meaning to them truthfully...
