The black-haired chief rode the caravan through the camp with ease, and it was not long before he came to an empty square.

This is a small square covering an area of about 200 square meters, the ground is paved with smooth gravel, more than a dozen totem stone pillars full of wild taste stand in the middle, at the end of the square is more than a dozen stone steps upward, at the top of the stone steps is a huge black stone chair.

At this time, sitting on the chair was a kobold two meters away, covered with the smell of savage and barbarism, dusty golden rolls scattered on his shoulders at will, sunken eye sockets were a pair of muddy yellow eyes, under the thick and wild garlic clove-like nose was a wide mouth with obvious arcs, the muscles on the chest of ** were mound, and the criss-crossing scars showed how many vicious battles he had gone through to survive to this day.

When he first saw this chief, Xing Xiaotian almost mistook him for a lion man of the Rhine tribe, but then he immediately came back to his senses, how could a kobold tribe have a lion man of the Rhine tribe, and this chief in front of him must be a mastiff who is rare in the Doug clan.

Don't look at the black-haired chieftain all the way, but when he saw this mastiff chief again, he was like a filial son seeing his father, and before the monitor lizard's footsteps stepped on the square, he reached out to the back and made a "stop" gesture, then turned over and jumped off the saddle on the monitor lizard's back, covered his chest with one hand, and bent down to salute: "Dear Chieftain of the fangs, your friend Hei Mao greets you." ”

As soon as Hei Mao's words fell, the mastiff chief on the stone steps burst out with a hearty laugh: "Hahaha, it turned out to be Hei Mao, if you don't say that I really don't recognize it, come over here, let me take a good look, tsk~~ Your armor is really mighty, what did you do?" ”

The black hair can't hear others praise him for his beautiful armor. Immediately, he showed off with a triumphant expression: "Haha, what is this, small meaning, all small meaning." ”

Xing Xiaotian was afraid that he would expose his old bottom, so he hurriedly coughed dryly behind his back, but fortunately, Hei Mao had not forgotten his original purpose, and hurriedly got out of the way and introduced to the mastiff chief: "Chief Sharptooth, please allow me to introduce to you, this is the human merchant I once mentioned to you, and it is also my best friend." Lord Xing Xiaotian, we just want to make a deal with you this time, I don't know what you think? ”

Chief Fangs didn't seem to care much about the transaction, but was more interested in Xing Xiaotian, so he immediately stood up from his seat, looked at Xing Xiaotian condescendingly and asked, "You are the human merchant in Hei Mao's mouth?" I heard you're strong, huh? ”

Xing Xiaotian knew that the virtue of modesty in this world would not work at all, and he might be despised by others, so he responded with a smile without evasion: "I don't know if it's strong or not." Anyway, most of the people who opposed me are dead. ”

As soon as he said this, the guards around him couldn't help but raise their heads, and a strong allegiance was also their confidence.

However, the Sharptooth Chief on the other side didn't seem to intend to let Xing Xiaotian go, but continued with obvious provocation: "Really? I've heard that humans are very bragging. Black hair~~ I can remind you, don't be deceived by this human! ”

"Whoa—"

With a neat sound of crossbow arrows vibrating, all the Fox crossbow archers pointed their arrows at the fanged chief in front of him at this moment, and Xing Xiaotian had no doubts. At this time, as long as he gives an order, this bullshit fanged chief in front of him can immediately turn into a big hedgehog.

Fortunately, Xing Xiaotian was not an impulsive person, although he didn't know why this fanged chief was so hostile to him. But he is not a person who changes his original intention for the sake of two gossips, in the fast-shrinking pupils of the Sharptooth Chieftain, Xing Xiaotian waved his hand lightly, which made these Fox crossbowmen put away their crossbow arrows again, and after that~ He said to the Sharptooth Chief in an unhappy tone: "Chief, I am here with wine and a sword, I hope you don't let the wine glass slip out of my hand, if you don't welcome me...... That's okay, as long as you say a word, I'll turn around and leave now, there are people who want to make a deal with me, I don't have to buy you. ”

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, God, we have something to say."

"Chief Sharptooth, we have brought more than 20,000 catties of grain this time, what does this mean, I don't need to explain it to you in detail, right?"

After the black hair pacified the left and then the right, one was his own clan, and the other was his best friend, he was really afraid that the two sides would make a move, but fortunately, the situation he was most afraid of did not come to life, after a short silence, the fanged chief on the stone steps burst out with a bold smile, and then stepped down the steps and laughed loudly: "Haha...... Well, there is such a momentum, like a strong man. ”

After he had completely stepped down the steps, Chief Sharptooth was holding his chest with one hand, and bowed to Xing Xiaotian and said, "Welcome, respected human merchant, Lord Xing Xiaotian. ”

The sedan chair was carried by everyone, and since the Sharptooth Chief had taken the initiative to show goodness, it was naturally impossible for Xing Xiaotian to hold on, and immediately smiled and turned down the back of the Saloman pack ox, and followed his example to support his chest with one hand and saluted back: "May your blood flow forever, and may the roar of the brave warriors of the Bloodclaw Clan always resound throughout the gravel wasteland." ”

"Hahaha, good, you humans just talk nicely, I like to talk to you. Come~、Let's talk in the big tent。 Chief Fangs smiled and came to Xing Xiaotian's side, grabbing his wrist and arm.

When he was far away, Xing Xiaotian didn't feel anything, and as soon as this fanged chief walked to his side, he realized that the oppressive feeling brought by the other party was really not ordinary, just like a fierce beast that could choose someone to devour at any time, such a strong murderous aura would never be formed in a moment and a half, but thousands of lives piled up.

Fortunately, the fanged chief didn't test his intentions, and the giant hand holding his wrist didn't necessarily use much force, the two sides laughed and walked to the side of the square, and after turning a corner, a huge spired camp tent appeared in front of Xing Xiaotian's eyes, which looked like a huge umbrella cover from a distance, and the outer circle was all supported by thick black wood, rough and primitive, and extremely simple!

The entire tent was made of whole cowhide, and from a distance it looked like a huge patch, and in some places you could see obvious holes, this was the big tent of the Bloodclaw chief?

"That's a bit miserable, isn't it?"

No matter how bad it is in your heart. Xing Xiaotian's face didn't show the slightest expression.

After everyone sat down in the big tent, Chief Sharptooth asked Xing Xiaotian expectantly: "Just now Hei Mao said that you brought a total of more than 20,000 catties of grain this time, I want to know if it's true?" ”

Those potatoes were tied on the back of the Shaloman pack ox, and they couldn't hide it from anyone at all, so Xing Xiaotian responded very happily: "That's right, 20,000 catties is only a lot more, but I don't know what the Sharptooth Chief plans to trade?" ”

"Hehe, we are not in a hurry about the transaction, you come from afar, how can you let our blood claw clan enter the friendship of the landlord, come to someone~ feast."

Look at the fang-hearted chieftain's deliberate evasion. Xing Xiaotian smiled and said nothing.

What kind of trading is practical, so do you need to talk about it?

The Bloodclaw Tribe is simply destitute in the eyes of Xing Xiaotian and others, it can be said that there are no materials that can be used, and the only thing that can make Xing Xiaotian look at it is probably people, both sides know this, but who says it first is a great knowledge, anyway, Xing Xiaotian is not in a hurry, he is not short of food, and the fanged chief is willing to stretch it?

Without any surprise, the Bloodclaw Clan's banquet was indeed a barbecue. And it was also the wolf jerky that left a deep impression on Xing Xiaotian, jerboa meat, multigrain cakes or something, the only thing that is gratifying is that they finally didn't take out a big bone stick to make Xing Xiaotian grind his teeth.

This kind of food is not to mention a small punishment. Even the guards brought by Xing Xiaotian were not too rare to eat, and they all showed disdain.

In fact, this is a very rude expression, but you can't blame these guards, as the old saying goes: from thrift to luxury. It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

After getting used to eating the home-cooked food that Xing Xiaotian brought from the other world, it was really difficult for these rough foods to arouse the appetite of the guards, and Xing Xiaotian didn't want to show off. But after a mouthful of multigrain cake was about to go down, Xing Xiaotian directly saw half a distorted white meat worm, no matter how strong he was in psychology, he couldn't swallow this mouthful of cake.

It's really not that I don't pay attention to it, if you eat it like this, you will eat the dead!

Besides, it didn't do any good to let the people of the Bloodclaw tribe see the living standards on their side, didn't the three crocodile brothers and the minotaur brothers choose to stay in the Black Rock tribe because they were greedy!?

After spitting out all the debris in his mouth, Xing Xiaotian immediately ordered: "Brothers, make a fire to cook, and let's also let the brothers of the Bloodclaw Tribe taste the souvenirs we brought." ”

Since Lolita is not there, Xing Xiaotian can only choose to cook in person, during the whole process, the fanged chief has been gloomy, staring at the half of the multigrain cake, the twisted meat worm is like an invisible leather whip, slamming his face, the conscience of heaven and earth, this is already the best ingredient that the blood claw tribe can come up with, who knows how it is so inch, but let Xing Xiaotian eat a piece of multigrain cake with worms?

Regardless of what Chief Sharptooth thought, Xing Xiaotian stood in front of the board with his arms rolled up his sleeves, and under his order, the guards unloaded a whole basket of tomatoes from the back of the Saloman pack ox, and brought half a fan of marinated cooked beef.

"Put the pot on the rack for me...... The fire is a little bigger......"

The crystal clear salad oil was silently poured into the marching pot, and more than a dozen fist-sized tomatoes were chopped by Xing Xiaotian with a knife, and then poured into the pot one by one, making a sound of "stinging, stinging", and before the tomatoes were completely fried, the nose of the fanged chief smelled a fragrance that he had never smelled before.

Add water, add minced beef pieces, and then cut onion chopped for later use, but more than ten minutes of time, the tumbling marching pot will emit a mouth-watering taste of "beef persimmon soup", Xing Xiaotian concocted as a method, and made five pots of beef persimmon soup in a row before he stopped, at this time the rich fragrance has been completely dispersed, countless dog-headed people smell the fragrance and come, far away into a big circle, one by one eyes with green light staring at the five mouths of the water splashing the marching pot, swallowing saliva "grunt" sound one after another, At this time, the eldest brother don't laugh at the second brother, almost all the kobolds in the Bloodclaw tribe are like this, even the Sharptooth Chief couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and at the same time secretly begged in his heart: "It's really his mother's ghost, what is so fragrant?" ”

"Add fire, big ignition......"

In the process of ordering the fire, Xing Xiaotian had a strange little problem, many of the firewood that was brought by the guards were dark wood blocks, but once this kind of wood appeared, the guards would hesitate to take it out, and then throw it aside.

"Why don't you use this wood?"

Faced with Xing Xiaotian's inquiry, a kobold warrior who was burning a fire stood up and replied loudly: "Lord Hui, these woods are sunken wood, they are all fished out of the pool, and they can't be lit at all, so it's useless. ”

Can't click?

Sinking wood?

Xing Xiaotian's heart shook violently, and he subconsciously picked up a piece of water sinking wood, the length of the water sinking wood was jet black, very pressing, Xing Xiaotian tentatively used the Boi war knife to cut a piece of wood, and the wood revealed was delicate and shiny, like a piece of the finest aged black jade.

Isn't this his mother's Shen Yin Wood?

Shen Yin Wood is also called Ebony, due to geological changes, a number of ancient trees are buried in the ground, under special ecological conditions not only do not corrupt but absorb the essence of all things, forming a spiritual object between wood and stone - Yin Wood, commonly known as Ebony.

There is a poem that once praised: "Ebony is rare in the world, and it can be used to fight Gyeonggi with pearls and jade." The quagmire does not damage the bones, and once you enter the Huatang, you will be illuminated. ”

Ebony is extremely rare and very valuable!

This kind of thing is like an antique, once it appears, the local government will issue a document pointing out that it is the property of the state and belongs to the state! That being said, Wen Jiàn also issued it like this, but how many are there that are really handed over to the country?

Whoever hands it in, who is stupid (force!)

It is no exaggeration to say that if this kind of thing is brought to modern times, people's brains can be beaten out of dog brains, and a good Shenyin wood is even more expensive than the same weight of gold, I thought it would be good to harvest a few kobold people in the Bloodclaw Tribe, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected harvest by burning a soup.

What is it called?

This is called the horse has no night grass and no fertilizer, and people have no windfall and no wealth. (To be continued!)

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