The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe shook her head, shook off some bad premonitions in her heart, and then hugged her arms to her chest, her head raised vigorously, and her eyes squinted down to look at Han Cheng, who was squatting on the ground, carefully picking up her backpack there, and making a look of pulling things out, and did not speak.

Next to her, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe was standing, his expression and movements were similar, but I didn't speak, just quietly watching you perform to your heart's content.

The two of them had enough confidence to resist the temptation of the Qingque tribe, the god of the gods.

Han Dashenzi, who was squatting on the ground and performing wholeheartedly, didn't see such an act.

But even if you see it, according to the temperament of Han Dashenzi, he won't care too much.

Because Han Dashenzi has a very full confidence in the things he carries and the means of exchange!

Under the watchful eyes of them 'quietly watching the performance', Han Cheng opened his backpack and took out a more well-made box.

Then, Han Cheng stopped and continued to unpack.

I started looking at my hands non-stop.

It wasn't because he was trying to play with some mystery, but because he suddenly found that his hands were stained with black ash at some point.

Han Cheng looked at the black ash in his hands, then looked up 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 held his hand on his chest.

At that moment, the corners of the whole person's mouth couldn't help twitching.

How long the hell 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 living habits of some third brothers that later generations knew, Han Cheng's whole person was not good.

It seems that there is some strange smell on the whole nose, which continues to exude fragrance.

This kind of thing made Han Cheng involuntarily hold his breath, and his disgust became extremely strong, and he even had the thought of cutting off his hand......

Of course, Han Cheng just imagined such a thing as chopping hands, and would not really implement it.

Doing such a thing in front of the people of the Red Tiger Tribe like this will undoubtedly show the disgust too obviously.

Let the people of the Red Tiger tribe feel embarrassed.

In particular, it will make those who have shaken their hands feel extremely uncomfortable.

Han Cheng, who was afraid of pain and didn't want to lose his hands, found a reason for such a serious reason and thought about it randomly.

Then he took the hanging water hyacinth from his waist, and asked Xiong Youer to pull the lid open, hold it in his hand, tilt it down, and wash his hands......

Fortunately, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, who was completely in a state of watching the play there with his hands on the side, didn't know what Han Da Shenzi thought in his heart before.

If you know, you can't help but roar loudly at someone who is brazen.

Are you afraid of embarrassing people?

Is there anyone like you who is afraid of embarrassment?!

How can there be such a brazen person in this world!

Han Dashenzi seriously cleaned these hands.

Even if the black ash obtained through the handshake is just some floating ash, the stickiness is not strong, and it only needs to be washed with water and then slightly scrubbed to be clean, he still washes it very seriously.

And he also took out the soap that didn't hurt his little hands, and carefully slapped his hands.

After scrubbing carefully, rinsing off with water, and wiping your hands clean, the whole person's mood became wonderful again.

The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, who was waiting to watch Han Cheng's quiet performance, and the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, were a little confused for a while when they saw this scene, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

Obviously, the two of them didn't figure out what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd of the god son of the Qingque tribe.

After a while, the witch maiden of the Red Tiger Tribe stared at Han Cheng's hand, which had obviously turned white and cleaner, and then looked at the white thing that appeared after being wiped on his hand, and some white bubbles appeared, revealing some thoughtful expressions.

This kind of thing should be very good for washing hands.

The people of this Qingque tribe, this time, don't they want to exchange such things for themselves and others?

She thought so, but Han Cheng didn't have the slightest idea of selling soap.

He reached out his cleaned hand and unpacked the layers of packaging.

The layers of packaging were opened, and the box, which originally looked larger than the last time the porcelain bowl was filled, began to shrink severely.

Later, it was about the size of a person's slap.

But even so, the outside was wrapped in a layer of red, which looked exquisite, but their Red Tiger tribe did not have.

In such a scene, everyone in the Red Tiger Tribe who watched it couldn't help but twitch their faces.

The witch maiden and the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, who had already made up their minds not to exchange anything from the Blue Sparrow Tribe, raised their heads even more tightly when they saw this.

That demeanor, that posture, how proud you are, how proud you are, how confident you are!

Han Cheng didn't see such a demeanor, but these people from the Qingque tribe did.

I already knew what the Divine Son was going to do, and the people of the Qingque tribe were carrying what they were carrying in the backpack behind, looking at their performance, I don't know why, I just couldn't help but want to laugh.

Fortunately, although they have not received any professional training, they all have good concentration, and they did not laugh out loud at such a scene at this time.

In such an atmosphere, Han Cheng carefully unwrapped the last layer of things.

The red cloth was lifted, and a fist-sized object, white and smooth, appeared in his hand.

This is a little porcelain tiger, the kind that lies on the ground obediently and skillfully.

This was as early as when the Qingque tribe was the main tribe, Han Cheng asked the black baby to shape and burn it, and it was one of the big killing weapons that Han Cheng used to deal with the Red Tiger Tribe.

It can be seen that after the appearance of this thing, the people of the Qingque tribe couldn't help but be shocked.

Slanted her eyes and looked down at the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe who Han Cheng was quietly performing, and couldn't help but 'cut' in her heart.

Such a small thing deserves such solemnity?

Is it also worth such a rarity?

This kind of thing is far worse than my own big round sacred bowl!

With that in mind, she glanced to the side.

Inadvertently, I saw the expressions of the people of the Qingque tribe who had changed significantly after seeing Han Cheng take out the white thing.

The disdain in my heart became even stronger.

Such a thing also deserves such solemn treatment?

I haven't seen a little bit of the world!

At this moment, the pride in the heart of the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe became incomprehensible, and it could be said that it had swelled to the top.

“@#￥#……”

When the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe twisted her head to the side and her heart swelled to the top, she suddenly heard such a praise from her side.

Listen to the voice of the leader standing on the side.

After hearing who the speaker was, and understanding what this person meant, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe was immediately full of displeasure!

Before, we had already said that no matter what, we would no longer spend a lot of money in exchange for anything from the Qingque tribe, why did you kid rebel after such a little time?!

Look at your unseen appearance!

The god son of the Qingque tribe just took out a small thing, no matter how good it is, it can't compare to the big porcelain bowl of our tribe, why is it not calm like this, I don't know what is really golden?!

The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, at this moment, is full of disgust, for the leader of her tribe, she really hates iron and steel!

There was an urge to lift up his shirt and pants and kick his feet hard.

In the midst of such complaints, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe twisted her head back.

First, he glanced at the leader of his tribe with disgust, and then he went to see the god son of the Qingque tribe and took out this thing.

The look of disgust and disdain in his eyes did not change.

She looked at the white porcelain that Han Cheng held in her palm with disgust, and snorted very arrogantly in her heart.

After two more glances, the look of disgust in the eyes of the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a full shock and disbelief.

At this time, how she disliked her tribal leader just now was suddenly thrown out of her mind, or she couldn't think about it at all!

Just now, she kept disliking the leader of her tribe for not being calm enough, and she had never seen anything in the world, and her next performance was more exaggerated than the leader of their tribe, and she had never seen the world.

Her eyes widened for a while, and then a pair of feet walked towards Han Cheng uncontrollably.

To be precise, he walked towards the white porcelain tiger that Han Cheng was holding in his hand.

In the process, she also struggled, and he also thought about not going over.

But she really can't control her feet!

It was as if one of her feet was no longer her own.

In this way, she was brought to Han Cheng by her uncontrolled feet, with a pair of eyes full of amazement, looking at the porcelain tiger held in Han Cheng's palm stupidly......

“@#￥￥4！”

With the encouragement of Han Cheng's eyes, she finally came to the side, holding the porcelain tiger in both hands and carefully watching the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe for a long time, and finally couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh.

This is the perfect embodiment of the gods of his tribe!

It is the most perfect image of the god in his heart!

Although the image of the gods of their tribe is red, it does not prevent her from having such thoughts at this time!

In front of the exquisite, everything else is floating clouds!

Don't say that it's just to let the gods of your tribe change their colors and change from a red tiger to a white tiger, even if they directly change the image of the gods, it doesn't matter much!

The leader of the Red Tiger tribe, I don't know when, also leaned over, half-squatted on the ground, put on a poop posture, stretched his neck, and looked at the porcelain tiger held in the palm of his hand by the witch maiden of his tribe with amazement and fascination.

At this time, in his eyes, this porcelain tiger is simply the incarnation of his own tribe's gods!

In front of the porcelain tiger that Han Cheng took out, the two giants of the Red Tiger Tribe, who were still extremely determined before, had no resistance at all!

Once again, with his own practical actions, he perfectly explained to people what is called the law of true fragrance!

Han Cheng, who was staying on the side, looked at the two of them, his heart was full of joy, and he had a smile on his face that the prey was about to start.

In the indifferent expression of the forced work, one can always sense the excitement of some foxes about to steal chickens.

“@#￥…%&*……”

While Han Cheng waited patiently, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, who had watched the porcelain tiger in her hand for a long time, was full of admiration and fascination, and finally opened her mouth again.

This opening was different from the previous one, which was full of admiration.

This time, she was squatting on the ground and looking at Han Cheng's mouth.

When he said these words, the expression on his face became very worried, and he also held the hand holding the porcelain tiger and shrank it in front of him, looking like he was hiding something.

There is no need to translate at all, Han Chengcheng can know what the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe means by what she just said!

It's nothing more than this little porcelain tiger that I want to bring with me.

As a person who has come from later generations, he has seen many ways to do business, and he naturally knows how to operate at this time, so that he can sell the goods in his hands for a large price and maximize his benefits!

So he was still smiling at all, and he didn't need to open his mouth as the first translator in the tribe, he just put away the smile on his face, and almost in the blink of an eye, it turned from sunny to cloudy.

Such a scene made the Red Tiger Tribe Witch who was looking at him expectantly become extremely panicked and at a loss.

"This thing is also extremely precious in our tribe, because we know each other and are very friendly, so I want to take it for you to see, and see this precious treasure together, you still want to ...... it now."

Han Dashenzi colored, and said with a righteous face.

This routine is still based on retreat.

Han Cheng has used such a routine a lot.

But as the so-called trick is eaten all over the world, this routine can still be used today, and it is also very useful, so Han Cheng doesn't mind using it again.

The people of the Qingque tribe who were standing on the side, after hearing these words of their gods, were directly stunned.

Son of God, you didn't say that before!

How did it become different at this time?

Fortunately, long before he arrived at the Red Tiger Tribe, Han Chengcheng made some explanations, so that everyone should not be surprised if they saw anything here in the Red Tiger Tribe.

Otherwise, at this time, there may be some general situations similar to goofs.

The trade on the side was a little worried that after the Divine Son said such a thing, the people of the Red Tiger Tribe would no longer exchange food for this thing of their own tribe.

But when the Son of God said this, he still had to convey this meaning to them truthfully......