- So the Tiger Tribe, is it okay?

He couldn't help but think deeply about this question!

"It's not as simple as you think, and the oracle is not a savior, and certainly not everyone wants it. The Lion Tribe warrior said, "We Lion Tribal people are very obedient, and besides, we are all handsome!" He lifted his long hair with great pride, revealing his angular, cool face.

The patriarch of the Tiger Tribe gasped: "...... "Damn!

You are so good-looking, you never knew that appearance can affect the luck of a tribe, and if you knew that, you should let the women of the tribe give birth to their children better!

Hu Hanhan's thinking is different from ordinary people, and this child is better-looking...... Can it be up to the woman alone? And is it controllable?

It can only be said that the genes of the ancestors of the tiger tribe are too strong, their clan is tall and big, tigers and bears, and they are really strong, but they are not good-looking, and the way they grin, in addition to making people feel frightened, is the fear of being dominated by ferocious savages.

Hu Hanhan rolled his eyes, stopped talking, lowered his head and drank the soup.

But the words of the warriors of the Lion tribe were heard by all the tribesmen.

In the sound of gobbling food, as if something had been lured / lured to wake up, the men of the snake tribe, who had always been known for their handsomeness, raised their heads that were about to be buried in the soup bowl, and a series of fireworks appeared in their eyes!

"My son is good-looking, the best-looking of all the tribesmen!" said the snake tribal patriarch suddenly. Then he was stared at by a string of "crackling" like a burning gaze, he buried his head and didn't speak, but he had already made up his mind in his heart.

The tribesmen had their own thoughts, but the pace of eating did not slow down at all, but became faster and faster.

After they knew that this was not the food stored by the lion tribesmen, there was no pressure to eat, and they let go of their bellies one by one.

Even if they were about to roll their eyes, they still felt that they could eat more!

The patriarch of the Tiger Tribe understood their mentality very well, because the Tiger Tribe people were the same when they first came here, for fear that after eating this meal, there would be no next meal.

The big pot rice is free of charge, and one meal per person is served during the bazaar trade. The Lion Tribe has never been stingy, and although everyone came early before the time of the trading day this year, they also provided free of charge every day as planned.

The staple food is a piece of fish weighing three catties, plus a spoonful of braised pork soup burned on the blanched Chinese cabbage, if it is not enough to eat, you can also ask for another piece or two pieces of fish.

Fish are not worth much in the lion tribe, and you can catch a lot of fish in the river and make a hole.

But meat is precious in the lion tribe, because it is rare to go out hunting lately, and there is not much prey in the mountains, so meat is sold for money.

When they said that a piece of gold or a piece of jade could be exchanged for a bowl of braised pork, the patriarch of the Spider tribe and the patriarch of the snake tribe immediately threw out a piece of dog's head gold and a piece of jade larger than a human head, respectively.

The lion tribesmen also took it in surprise, because in the mountains, these things are really worthless.

The Spider Tribe Patriarch and the Snake Tribe Patriarch were each given a large bowl of braised pork with a spiky pile, and then, like everyone else, their eyes were drawn to the black clay bowl the size of a basin containing the meat.