Even though it was very late at the moment, when the person in charge of Purple Flower arrived, he still had a brief meeting with the representative of Blue Grass.

"Let's have a supper together."

Jun Qianqian stood in the middle of the purple flower team, and Luo Ze could also see at a glance that his status was extraordinary, which made the people of the Blue Grass tribe hesitate for a while.

"My name is Tang Song, her name is Lily of the Valley, who are you?"

The representative of the Blue Grass tribe hurriedly stepped forward.

"My name is Qianqian, I am the priest of the Purple Flower Tribe, this is Luo Ze, the patriarch of the Purple Flower Tribe, and you should already know the others."

Jun Qianqian stepped forward and bowed slightly to the Blue Grass Tribe, and Tang Song and the others immediately returned a salute.

"It turned out to be the priest and the patriarch!"

Tang Song didn't have time to think about it, Zihua used to be a weak tribe, why did she even have priests now?

This is also the first time that Jun Qianqian has admitted her priesthood in front of other clans.

"Alright, let's stop standing here and go to the living room."

Jun Qianqian looked at the envoy of the Blue Grass tribe quietly, she saw people very accurately, and she also trusted her instincts very much.

This group of people looked pitiful and masochistic, and it was no surprise that they would be like this, after all, whoever poked a terrible neighbor at the door of his house who could destroy his whole family at any time would not be able to sleep well.

"Ah Xia, let someone make some snacks and send them over, let's talk while eating."

Jun Qianqian commanded.

In Tang Song's opinion, the priest of the Purple Flower Tribe is obviously still an underage child, and he is estimated to be more than ten years old, but the momentum around him is very strong, and just his calm tone is subconsciously convincing.

And the patriarch of the Purple Flower Tribe, in addition to being very strong, standing behind the priest, seems to hide his edge, but from time to time he shows the tip of the iceberg, which is unpredictable.

Even the girl named Ah Xia, who was in charge of the store's contact, had a hint of unfathomable aura.

The people of the purple flower look so scary.

"Will we really succeed this time?"

Lily of the valley asked Tang Song in a whisper, she was a beautiful woman in her early thirties, but her haggard expression and old clothes greatly reduced her beauty.

"Let's see."

Tang Song didn't know the bottom of his heart, but he felt that since he invited them to eat together, he always expressed kindness.

"I think everyone has eaten, so let's just have some snacks."

Jun Qianqian beckoned everyone into the living room, the whole space is half oval, the same gray cushion is placed on the willow rattan chair, and a glass table top is placed on the wooden table in the center, which is very luxurious.

The layout here is in charge of Ah Xia, she gave the idea to make a screen, the shelf is made by Xiaoduo, it looks a little rough, and the painting on the cotton cloth is from Gadot's hand, which can barely be seen.

Such a simple decoration is simply magnificent in the eyes of the bluegrass tribe.

Not to mention the plate of delicate food that was served next, the small pasta was served on a white porcelain plate, and it was served in front of everyone in turn, and Lily of the Valley almost didn't know where to put it.

"Bunny?"

Jun Qianqian saw the custard bun in front of her, and looked at Ah Xia in surprise.

"I know you're coming, and this is something I made for you tonight."

In front of outsiders, in order to maintain the majesty of the priest, Ah Xia controlled her hands and did not touch Jun Qianqian's head.

The development of dim sum of the purple flower tribe is not as developed as that of the wild tribe, but the plasticity and creativity of the pasta are very strong.

Meat and vegetable buns are the most basic, and buns like this one wrapped in cheese or fruit sauce have become a special snack for children.

"I'll teach you shortbread when I have time!"

Jun Qianqian looked at the cute custard buns, and she was almost reluctant to eat what she liked.

"Okay."

The rest of the tribesmen sent supper and left, only Ah Xia stayed and sat behind Luo Ze.

"It's not too early now, everyone eats first, rests after eating, and talks about anything tomorrow."

Zihua never mentioned the matter of weapons trading, nor did she leak the news to them, and the bluegrass tribe who had a request for people had to be hospitable and take the porcelain bowl to eat supper.

Jun Qianqian was really hungry, even if the little rabbit custard bun was very cute, she still bit off the rabbit's head very ferociously, and then drank all the red bean soup and ate two bites of small pickles.

After tasting the unique delicacy of pasta, the people of the bluegrass tribe did not care about their thoughts and immersed themselves in the food.

It's just that Lily of the Valley has some regrets, if only such delicious food could be brought back and given to the parents at home to taste it.

A simple supper vividly reflected the current strength and wealth of the Purple Flower Tribe, no matter whether the blue grass wanted to ask for help or trade, he had confidence in the current Purple Flower.

The once weak purple flower has long been a thing of the past.

The group of people had supper and dispersed as promised, and the people of the Blue Grass tribe had already been arranged to live, and it was Luo Ze and Jun Qianqian who needed to be arranged at this time.

"I'll go and share a room with Ah Xia, and Luo Ban and Luo Ze will squeeze it."

Jun Qianqian made a natural arrangement, and with a wave of her hand, she dismantled the two couples, including herself.

She's really not from the FFF group, there are outsiders, and she, the priest and patriarch, still has to avoid suspicion.

"Okay then."

Except for Ah Xia's face unchanged, the two big men had dim sum plugs, showing pitiful expressions together.

"It's worthy of the purple flower vein."

Ah Xia and Jun Qianqian, the two foreign daughters-in-law, sighed in their hearts.

I don't know what the quality of sleep is when the two big men over there squeeze human meat biscuits, Jun Qianqian hasn't seen Ah Xia for a few days, but the two of them miss it a lot, and they chatted quietly in the bed.

"Are we going to give credit to the Bluegrass Tribe?"

Ah Xia was still not sleepy.

"Yes."

Jun Qianqian gave her an accurate answer.

"Sure enough."

Ah Xia nodded, she also guessed that this was more than business, not just real money for weapons, Jun Qianqian would definitely have other considerations.

"But we don't have to lose."

There is no money and no materials, you can also use other things as collateral, and you can pay it back slowly in the future, and you can also pit a wave of river valley tribes by the way, from the overall situation, Zihua has simply made a profit.

"Let them go out to work?"

Ah Xia thought of the way the wild tribe used to pay off the debt, the purple flower is expanding, and there is always not too much manpower.

"Maybe there's a better option."

It seems that the population of the blue grass is not too abundant, and the transfer of workers to pay off the debt, unless the river valley tribe is completely wiped out, it will be a great weakening for the blue grass.

She also thought that it would not make sense for Bluegrass and River Valley to hold each other in check.