Wang Xika looked at the piece of white jade in his hand, the luster was moist, the shape was like clotted fat, there was no impurity, and the color was like white ash, which was a good piece of Hetian jade material. It's just that the carving is relatively simple, and it is estimated that a piece of wool is peeled and ground into a disc.

It is said that during the Warring States Period, King Qin Zhao was willing to exchange fifteen cities for a piece of He's Bi, which led to the story of "Returning to Zhao". If the jade given to Wang Xijia by the craftsman is buried in the ground, it may be a national treasure after thousands of years.

Wang Xika himself was not interested in decorative minerals such as jade and agate, and he scoffed at things like playing with bracelets with walnuts before he crossed over. After the crossing, he had a mine at home, and the money was made by himself, and he didn't need to exchange this stone for money. However, it would be good if you gave this piece of jade a pair of bracelets to Meng Jianniang, it was a souvenir.

Wang Xika quietly put Bai Yu aside and asked, "I know." What's your name?"

The first craftsman said, "My name is Lianshan, and these two are my subordinates, one is called Limu and the other is Zhurou." The first time Wang Xijia heard the name "Lianshan" was in Qiuqiu Camp, when the Mao people caught a spy and said that their leader was called Lianshan. At that time, he once thought that the craftsman tribe might be the Yandi tribe in ancient mythology, and it stands to reason that as a descendant of Yan and Huang, he should be in the same camp as his ancestors. But then a series of things happened, maybe it was the arrangement of fate, in short, I ran into the opposite camp.

In ancient legends, there is indeed a person named Limu, Zhu Rong, one has great strength, and the other can use fire. Could it be that it is Limu and Zhurou in front of him? But in the legend, Li Mu and Zhu Rong are both people of the Yellow Emperor, how could they come to Emperor Yan's side? Wang Xijia observed this craftsman who claimed to be called Lianshan, and his appearance was unremarkable, far from the Yan Emperor in the portrait. If you think about the myths and legends, you can't believe them all, even if he is really Emperor Yan, he should still fight.

Whether this Lianshan is Emperor Yan or not, Wang Xika has no way of knowing. Wang Xijia only knew that this person was the leader of the craftsman tribe, and the leader of the tribe came to negotiate in person, and it seemed that there was still a certain degree of sincerity.

"Do you think we can reconcile with just sending such a plate?" asked Wang Xika with a smile.

"If the king likes it, we have a jade mine there, and we can pay tribute to the king every year. Lian Shan looked directly into Wang Xijia's eyes and replied calmly.

Wang Xijia took a glass and handed it to Lianshan, this glass was burned and sold for money when he first crossed, and it was very popular in this era: "Do you think my cup is good, or the plate you gave is better?"

Anyone who sees the material of glass for the first time is shocked by the crystal beauty of glass. Even Shan was no exception, and he stared at the glass for a long time with a priceless look, apparently trying to calm his inner agitation. He really couldn't imagine that Wang Xijia's treasure here was even more beautiful than the white jade of his tribe. In the treasure competition, he obviously lost.

Wang Xijia was secretly amused, he enjoyed this feeling very much, there was a kind of intellectual superiority, although this superiority was based on the fact that he was a time-traveling person.

Lian Shan finally finished observing the glass handed to him by Wang Xijia, raised his head and said: "Although the king's baby is good, this is a cup, and ours is a plate, and the function is different." With our plate, the king can drink wine from this cup in the future, and use this plate to hold meat, without affecting each other. After speaking, he handed the glass in his hand back to Wang Xika, with a calm face.

Wang Xika didn't answer, turned around and took out a glass plate and a glass bowl, handed them to Lian Shan together, and said, "Look at it, can I hold meat on this plate?" The cup and these two things will be given to you, No, there is another bowl here, you can also use it to hold rice." Now that the meal is here, you are here, let's have a meal together and then leave, let's talk while eating. ”

In the past two days, Peng Lianhu took Meng Jianniang to Coffee Island, Wang Xijia cooks by himself, his cooking level is naturally incomparable with Peng Lianhu, and he eats whatever he gets every day. Today, the craftsman is here, just in time to find an excuse to eat something good.

Wang Xijia asked Lang Naduo to bring two fat sheep and prepare to kill them on the spot and roast them. The charcoal fire for the barbecue was ready, but Limu, who Lianshan had brought with him, picked up a leg of lamb and ate it raw. Wang Xika asked Lianshan strangely: "Does your tribe still eat raw meat?"

Lian Shan said: "No, it's just that this warrior likes to eat raw meat, which can give him strength." ”

Wang Xijia thought to himself that eating raw meat will not bring you strength, it can only bring you parasites. But he didn't bother to explain to the craftsman, so he roasted a leg and ate it by himself.

Lian Shan seemed to have suddenly found a topic, and said: "Limu is the first warrior of our tribe, and his strength is outstanding, and he can open an 8-stone strong bow, so it is better to let Limu perform for everyone." ”

Wang Xijia knew that one stone was a hundred catties, and Yang Kan of the Northern Wei Dynasty could be regarded as a fierce general if he could open a 6-stone bow. If this Limu can open 8 stones, it is 800 catties, which can be regarded as a strong man in ancient times.

I saw that Limu really threw aside the half-eaten raw leg of lamb, stood up, picked up a bow, bent the bow and shot, and shot an arrow at a willow tree a hundred paces away, and the arrow was inserted into the trunk of the tree more than half a foot.

Lian Shan Mian was colored, and said, "But anyone wants to try this bow?"

Zach snorted coldly, stood up and snatched Limu's bow, ripped off the bowstring with one hand, and said, "Your bow is too weak, look at me." After speaking, he took out his iron-tired bow, bent the bow and arrow at the willow tree, and when the arrow passed, there was a bowl-sized hole in the body of the tree, and the injured trunk could no longer bear the weight of the tree, and it broke directly with a snap, and the arrow did not reduce its remaining strength, and was directly inserted into the stone behind the tree.

Although he had dealt with the Mao people on the battlefield a lot, he was still stunned to see Zack's brute force up close, and he was speechless for a while. Zach handed his iron-tired bow to Limu and said, "Aren't you strong, can you shoot another one?"

Limu took the bow, which was specially made for the Maoren, and the bow was 2.2 meters long, two heads taller than Limu. It takes 2,000 pounds of strength to pull this bow apart, so where does Limu move?

Looking at Limu's hands and feet and desperately pulling the bow with red ears, Zach laughed: "This is something that adults play with, how can you children move?"

As soon as he threw away his bow on the spot, he drew his knife and was about to fight with Zack, and Zack also drew his sword, and knocked Zack's knife away in one fell swoop, and before he could react, the cast iron heavy sword was already on his head.

"Do you want to die?" Zach stared at Limu with cold eyes.

Zhu Rou on the side was afraid that something would happen, so she hurriedly came over to persuade her: "Forget it, let's eat." As he spoke, he used his hand to pull Razak's arm, but he couldn't pull it.

Zach pushed Zhu Rou away, didn't even look at it, his eyes were still fixed on Limu, and said, "Get out of the way." ”

Limu didn't say a word, just closed his eyes, and seemed to be ready to die.

Wang Xijia felt that it was not appropriate to cut Limu on the spot, so he opened his mouth and said, "Since the competition is over, let's sit down." This is not a place to fight, it is to be fought on the battlefield. ”

Zach snorted coldly, put away his knife and bow, sat next to Wang Xijia and chewed.

Lian Shan also hurriedly played a round: "This hairy brother is really born with divine power, which is admirable." ”

Zach ignored Lianshan's praise and nibbled on the leg of mutton without raising his head.

Wang Xika asked Lianshan, "So you gave me a plate and asked Limu to shoot the wood twice, do you want to reconcile?"

Although Lianshan knew that Shanghekou Village was Wang Xika's territory, Wang Xika had a bit of a home advantage here, but he didn't expect his "home field advantage" to be so big. When I came here, I can be said to be inferior everywhere, and my temperament has been taken care of.

After all, Lian Shan is also a leader of one party, and he still said with an unchanged face: "I wanted to come to the king to offer treasures, but I didn't expect that you would become ugly with outstanding people here." I mean that after these battles, both of us have suffered losses on both sides, and it is not beneficial for either side to fight any longer, so it is better to stop here, and in the future, the king likes that kind of white jade plate, and I will ask someone to send it. ”

Wang Xika had just built the plane, and he only wanted revenge, and he didn't plan to stop the war at all. After he waited for Lian Shan to finish speaking, he said: "I like white jade plates, won't I make them myself?" Let's eat first, and wait for the truce to be fought a few more times, my brothers haven't enjoyed fighting yet." ”

Lian Shan didn't expect Wang Xika to give no face at all, and said embarrassedly: "If the king doesn't think the gifts are enough, you can just say what you want." As long as you want, as long as I have it, I will definitely give it, even if you want my little life, just take it, just don't let the lives be miserable. ”

Wang Xika didn't say anything about the mountain, and said to himself: "The next time you fight, if you want to surrender, hang 30 white cloths, and we won't fight, and we'll talk about it at that time." Let's not talk about this today, come, eat more food, by the way, do you have a white cloth in your tribe?"

Seeing that Wang Xika said too much, Limu stood up and was about to leave, but Lian Shan stopped him, and a group of people continued to sit down to eat without saying a word. Halfway through eating, Lian Shan suddenly said, "I'm sorry, my stomach is uncomfortable, where is the toilet here?"

Wang Xijia pointed casually: "We are full of toilets outside, you can just choose a place, don't pull inside." ”

Lian Shan sneered: "No, no, no." ”

As he spoke, he walked out of the door, jumped on the horse and ran, and did not take the glass three-piece set that Wang Xijia gave him.

Lang Na was about to transform into a chase after him, but Wang Xika stopped him and said, "Let him go." Then he said to Zhu Rou Limu, "Your leader seems to be unwell, why don't you go with him to see it?"

The two sang a promise, and then they also took the gift and got up to say goodbye.

Seeing a few people walking away, Lang Naduo stomped his feet and said: "I have a hunch, these people are not ordinary people, if we don't kill them with such a good opportunity today, we will definitely be killed by them in the future!"

Wang Xijia wanted to say, "What are you to me, Xiang Yu who invited Liu Bang to eat the Hongmen Banquet?" After thinking about it, the matter of Chu and Han's struggle for hegemony had not yet happened, and Lang Naduo should not know this allusion, so he said in a different way: "Don't worry, they can't kill us." Tomorrow I will knock them into surrender alone. ”

After finishing speaking, he stopped eating, and silently came to the tarmac and oiled the freshly built plane again.