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Chapter 98 China

early morning.

When the first ray of sunshine shines on the boundless wilderness.

The caravan camp located in front of the mountain village "awakened".

The embers of the bonfire outside were still smoking, and the caravan members who had just emerged from the tent began to get busy.

Some of them added firewood to cook tea and food, some fed dried beans to the beasts of burden, and some carried the goods loaded on the beasts' carts and piled them next to the tent.

Normally, the Qinghe caravan would only stay here for one day and one night.

After the transaction was completed, they immediately broke camp and left for their next destination.

At the same time, the giants of the mountain tribe also carried a large amount of wild animal skins, animal meat, bones and wild medicinal materials out of the village.

It became very lively inside and outside the village wall.

Surrounded by several tribal warriors, old wizard Shan Yan led Shan Guoer out of the village.

Everyone came to the middle of the caravan camp.

Inside the largest tent.

The leader of the Qinghe caravan is already waiting.

There was a rosewood table in the big tent, and the psychic puppet from yesterday was sitting on the main seat.

Two giant knights stood on its left and right.

One of them is Qinglan.

Seeing Shantai who followed Shanyan in, she winked mischievously at the latter.

Shantai showed a shy smile.

But this female knight from the Qinghe tribe quickly focused her attention on Shan Guoer's shoulders.

To be precise, it's Gao Jing sitting on the little girl's shoulder!

Qinglan's eyes flashed with a look of surprise.

Not only her, but also another caravan knight was obviously surprised.

As for the psychic puppet sitting in the main seat, a pair of eyes that seemed to be polished with spar flashed.

It stood up, bent down and saluted Shanyan: "Hello, Shanyan Wu Chief."

The sound is very dull, as if it is produced by resonance of an object.

Gao Jing was a little confused.

He had no idea that this psychic puppet could speak!

Gao Jing suddenly remembered what the old wizard told him yesterday. Could it be that he was the leader of the caravan?

That would be really interesting!

"Hello."

The old wizard nodded and returned the greeting: "Zhi Qi, please."

"Who is this?"

The square-shaped head of the psychic puppet tilted a little towards Shan Guoer, and the black crystal eyes flashed again.

"This is my granddaughter."

The old wizard smiled and said: "It's called Shan Guo'er."

The psychic puppet was speechless.

Why does it want to know the identity of the little girl!

"And this one..."

The old wizard then said: "This is Gao Jingshou, the most distinguished guest in our tribe."

"Well."

The psychic puppet nodded.

Its black crystal eyes flashed with light: "His Majesty Gao Jing, which tribe are you from and which Abyss City are you from?"

This question is obviously a bit presumptuous.

But it can also be seen that this psychic puppet is very interested in Gao Jing's origin.

Gao Jing knew that Abyss City refers to the underground cities built by ancient relics in the abyss.

Due to the special environment underground, an Abyss City is equivalent to a completely independent force.

The large Yuan City can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people and can be divided into hundreds of tribes!

A small one might just be a tribe.

Gao Jing smiled lightly at the question about the psychic puppet.

He stretched out his hand to hold Shan Guoer's shoulders, suddenly jumped up with all his strength, and landed steadily on the wooden table in front of him.

He raised his head and faced the huge puppet in front of him: "Hua, Daxia, I am a citizen of Huaxia!"

The old wizard Shanyan believed that Gao Jing was an ancient relic and never asked about his true origin.

So this is the first time Gao Jing has publicly announced his identity.

Chinese people!

"China?"

The psychic puppet was obviously stunned, then shook his head: "I have never heard of this name."

There was a strong tone of doubt in his tone.

"Then you remember."

Gao Jing said in a deep voice: "China has great etiquette, so it is called Xia; it has the beauty of uniforms, so it is called Hua!"

He stood proudly and spoke with a sonorous voice, exuding an invisible aura of power.

Even when facing a giant puppet that is ten times bigger than himself, he does not show any fear or timidity.

Instead, I am full of confidence and pride!

Gao Jing translated the passage just now in Dahuang dialect.

Although there is a slight deviation from the original text, the grandeur contained in it is no less impressive!

"Well."

The psychic puppet lowered his head: "I'm sorry, Gao Jing's feet are so ignorant."

Gao Jing smiled.

After apologizing, the psychic puppet's eyes flashed: "Shayan Shaman Chief, at the foot of Gao Jing, please take a seat."

The old wizard Shanyan sat down on the chair opposite it.

Shan Guoer immediately took out the small chair that had been prepared from the rattan basket behind her.

Put it behind Gao Jing.

Let him sit on the table to the left of the old wizard.

"good."

The old wizard smiled and rubbed the little girl's head, who leaned against her grandfather with crooked eyebrows.

"Well."

The psychic puppet said in a muffled voice: "Shaman Chief Shanyan, let's get started."

It also sat down.

Stretch out your right arm and gently press it on the table, and tap your right index finger on the table.

Gao Jing noticed that the joints between its arms and finger joints were engraved with complex rune patterns.

It's just that the texture is very light and the color is very light, so you can't see it without looking carefully.

"Shayan Shaman Head..."

The psychic puppet continued: "Due to the increased difficulty in mining the salt mines in Qinghe City, there were landslides some time ago, resulting in a significant reduction in output."

"So this time, the share of transactions is different from last time."

The old wizard suddenly frowned and said dissatisfied: "Zhi Qi, originally one giant-toothed tiger skin was exchanged for three standard salt stones, then one tiger skin was exchanged for two pieces, and finally one was exchanged for one."

"How do you want to change now?"

Gao Jing finally understood why the old wizard Shanyan was dissatisfied with the Qinghe caravan.

This damn thing is too dark!

The Qinghe caravan clearly relied on its resource advantages and used the method of boiling frogs in warm water to squeeze the flesh and blood of the mountain tribes bit by bit, and was extremely greedy.

"Well."

The psychic puppet replied without changing his expression: "One standard salt stone in exchange for two tiger skins in good condition."

"hehe."

The old wizard smiled: "Forget it."

"never mind."

The psychic puppet was stunned for a moment: "Shanyan Shaman Chief, are you sure you don't want to change?"

Salt stone is one of the most important trade materials in the wilderness. Everyone has to eat salt. If the salt is not replenished for a long time, they will inevitably become weak and die!

The Qinghe tribe controls the salt mines, which means it controls the lifeblood of the surrounding tribes, large and small.

It was actually ready to bargain with the old wizard.

The last two salt stones are exchanged for three tiger skins.

Cut the meat slowly with a dull knife.

Unexpectedly, the old wizard refused outright.

Do mountain giants stop eating salt?

or…

The black crystal eyes of the psychic puppet began to shine again.

And it flashes very frequently.

"Change!"

The old wizard took out his pipe from his waist bag, lit it, took a puff and said, "One tiger skin for five salt stones."

The psychic puppet instantly shut down!

Gao Jing, who had always watched with cold eyes, secretly admired him.

If you don't have strong confidence, you won't be able to slap him so hard.

The reason why the old wizard Shan Yan is so confident is probably not just because Gao Jing provided enough salt.

What's more important is that he has the power to turn the table over.

Of course, Gao Jing didn't think that the old wizard really wanted to fall out with the Qinghe caravan.

Fierce counterattack is also a means and strategy of negotiation!——

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