Early morning.

When the first rays of the sun shine on the endless wilderness.

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

Outside, the embers of the campfire were still smoking, and the caravan members who had just emerged from their tents were getting busy.

Some of them added firewood to cook tea and food, some fed the pack beasts with dried bean curd feed, and some carried down the goods loaded on the beast carts and piled them next to the tents.

Normally, the Green River caravans would only stay here for one day and one night.

As soon as the deal was complete, they left camp and headed for their next destination.

At the same time, the giants of the mountain tribes also carried a large number of wild animal furs, animal flesh and bones, and wild medicinal materials from the village.

The inside and outside of the walled walls became very lively.

Surrounded by several tribal warriors, the old wizard of Shanyan led Shanguo'er 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 yesterday's psionic puppet sat proudly on the throne.

To its right and left stood two giant knights.

One of them is none other than Qinglan.

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

Shantai smiled shyly.

But this female knight from the Qinghe tribe quickly set her attention on Shan Guo'er's shoulders.

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

A look of surprise flashed in Qinglan's eyes.

Not only her, but the other caravan knight was visibly taken aback.

And the psionic puppet sitting on the main throne, a pair of eyes that seemed to be polished with hedron flashed brightly.

It stood up, bent down and saluted Shanyan, "Hello, Shanyan Witch Head. ”

The sound was dull, as if it came from the resonance of an object.

Gao Jing was a little confused.

He hadn't imagined that this psionic puppet would be able to speak!

Gao Jing suddenly remembered what the old wizard said to him yesterday, could it be the caravan leader?

That's a lot of fun!

"Hello. ”

The old wizard bowed his head and saluted: "Foot down." ”

"Who is this?"

The square shell head of the psionic puppet deflected a little towards the mountain fruit, and Sombra's eyes flashed again.

"This is my granddaughter. ”

The old wizard smiled and said, "It's called Shanguo'er." ”

The psionic golem was speechless.

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

"And this one..."

The old wizard then said, "This is the most honored guest of our clan. ”

"Hmm. ”

The spectral golem nodded.

Its black crystal eyes flashed brightly: "Gao Jing, may I ask which tribe you are from and which abyss city are you from?"

This question is obviously presumptuous.

But it can also be seen that this psionic puppet is very interested in the origin of Gao Jing.

Gao Jing knew that Abyss City was the dungeons in the abyss that had been established by the ancient relics.

Due to the special environment underground, an abyss city is equivalent to a completely independent force.

The Great Abyss City can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, divided into hundreds of tribes!

The small one may be a clan.

Gao Jing smiled faintly at the Psionic Puppet's inquiry.

He reached out and pressed Shanguo'er's shoulder, and suddenly jumped to his feet with all his strength, and jumped steadily on the wooden table in front of him.

Raise your head and face the huge puppet in front of you: "Hua, Great Xia, I am a citizen of Huaxia!"

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

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

The people of China!

"Huaxia?"

The psionic puppet was visibly stunned, then shook his head: "I've never heard of this name. ”

There was a strong skeptical flavor in his tone.

"Then you remember. ”

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

He spoke proudly and sonorously, exuding an invisible aura of majesty.

Even in the face of a giant puppet ten times larger than himself, he did not have the slightest fear or timidity.

Instead, I am full of confidence and pride!

Gao Jing translated this passage just now in the Great Wilderness language.

Although it is slightly different from the original text, the grandeur contained in it is not inferior!

"Hmm. ”

The psionic puppet lowered his head: "I'm sorry, Gao Jing is lonely." ”

Gao Jing smiled.

After apologizing, the psionic puppet's eyes flashed: "Mountain Rock Witch Head, Gao Jing Foot, please take a seat." ”

The old wizard of Mountain Rock sat down on the chair across from it.

And Shan Guo'er immediately took out the small chair that had been prepared from the rattan basket behind her.

Put it behind Gao Jing.

He sat down at the table to the left of the old wizard.

"Good. ”

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

"Hmm. ”

The psionic puppet said in a muffled voice, "Mountain Rock Witch Leader, let's get started." ”

It also sat down.

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

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

It's just that the texture is very light and the color is very light, and you can't see it if you don't look closely.

"Mountain Rock Witch Head..."

The psionic golem continued, "Due to the increased difficulty of mining the salt and stone mines in our Qinghe City, there was also a landslide some time ago, resulting in a significant reduction in production. ”

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

The old wizard frowned suddenly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Under the disagreement, the original one giant toothed tiger skin was exchanged for three standard weight salt stones, and then it was changed to one tiger skin for two, and the last one for one. ”

"What do you want to change now?"

Gao Jing finally understood why the old wizard of Shanyan would be dissatisfied with the Qinghe caravan.

This Nima is too dark!

The Qinghe caravan clearly relied on the advantages of resources, and used the method of boiling frogs in warm water to squeeze the flesh and blood of the mountain tribes little by little, and they were extremely greedy.

"Hmm. ”

The psionic puppet replied, "One standard salt stone, two tiger skins in good condition." ”

"Huh. ”

The old wizard smiled, "Forget it. ”

"Forget it. ”

The psionic puppet was stunned for a moment: "Mountain Rock Witch Head, are you sure you won't change it?"

Salt stone is one of the most important trade materials in the Great Wilderness, anyone has to eat salt, if you don't get salt replenishment for a long time, you will inevitably become weak until you die!

The Qinghe tribe controls the salt and stone mines, which is equivalent to controlling the lifeblood of the surrounding tribes, large and small.

It was ready to bargain with the old wizard.

The last two pieces of salt stone for three tiger skins are pretty much the same.

Take your time when cutting meat with a blunt knife.

Unexpectedly, the old wizard would refuse outright.

Don't mountain giants eat salt anymore?

Or...

The Sombra eyes of the psionic golem began to glow again.

And it's flashing a lot.

"Change!"

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

The Psionic Golem crashes instantly!

Gao Jing, who has always been a cold bystander, secretly admires.

If you don't have a strong confidence, you can't slap it so hard.

And the confidence of the old wizard of Shanyan is so sufficient, I am afraid that it is not just because Gao Jing provides enough salt.

What's more, he has the power to flip the table.

Of course, Gao Jing didn't think that the old wizard really wanted to turn against the Qinghe caravan.

A fierce riposte is also a means and strategy for negotiation!

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