Veterans of a hundred battles who come down from the battlefield often have a keen intuition about danger. I don't know if it's the battlefield that fosters this feeling, or if it's easier for people with this feeling to survive. Anyway, Chen Hansheng was such a person, and when he felt from the afterglow that one of the opponent's archers seemed to move his arm, the feeling of battle accumulated over the years made him react involuntarily. His body immediately moved to the side, rotated ninety degrees, and his hands quickly pressed down to block the basin in front of his chest. In an instant, he felt a momentum come from his hand, and an arrow slashed diagonally across the basin and flew past him. Chen Hansheng took advantage of this force to roll on the spot, and then turned over and rolled into the ditch on the side of the road.

At this time, the gun behind him also rang out, and Wang Jiyuan decisively ordered to fire, but they did not shoot at anyone. After a bang, the fence was splashed with earth and stones, and several wooden fences were broken, and the natives couldn't lift their heads, but they didn't really hurt anyone.

But the mere movement frightened the natives, and they saw that the strange sticks held by the other men suddenly erupted tongues of fire, and with the strange sound something that could not be seen was striking around them, and the sticks with thick arms were broken into two at once, and the stone bricks two fingers thick were suddenly turned into rubble. Several people were bleeding from the blasted rocks and wood chips.

At this time, even the most courageous people were blinded by this "magic", some of them fell to the ground and prayed sincerely, and some of them were so frightened that they couldn't take a step and stood still peeing their pants, but most of them, like frightened deer, screamed loudly and fled in all directions.

"Stop!" Wang Jiyuan saw it very clearly before, he understood that the other party did not attack on purpose, and he also saw that Chen Hansheng was not hit by an arrow, but he was afraid that someone would follow the trend and shoot arrows at Chen Hansheng, so he fired to suppress it. Now there is hardly a standing natives on the opposite side, and the purpose has been achieved. After all, convincing them to do business is the right way to go. He asked one of the fighters to pick up Chen Hansheng, and the others remained vigilant.

After hearing the gunshots stopping, Chen Hansheng cautiously climbed up from the ditch. The arrow just now also scared him out of a cold sweat. However, he is a veteran of the battlefield after all. The current situation is a piece of cake compared to the rain of bullets and bullets in modern warfare. He strode towards the other party's fortifications, Wang Jiyuan was able to seize the opportunity to fire decisively, giving him more confidence, and he handed it over to this person behind his back, which was reliable.

"Lao Chen! come back quickly. The warrior who came to meet him roared as he ran wildly behind.

Rookie, after the fire cover has played such a good effect, it is natural that he should charge, which is simply instinctive for Chen Hansheng. As for the option of retreating, it didn't even make it into his mind. Not only did he not stop, but he made a follow-up gesture to the back.

"Plums and stones leave cover, and Xiao Cai follows me. Seeing this, Wang Jiyuan also woke up to the need to expand the results of the battle and restrain the natives, so he hurriedly rushed to the fortifications with another soldier.

Chen Hansheng ran a few more steps, and found that the leader on the opposite side finally emerged from behind the low wall, and was looking around with palpitations. The two of them met eye contact again. Unlike the irritability and vigilance just now, the man's eyes now showed horror and confusion.

"Deal, deal, don't fight, don't fight!" Chen Hansheng shouted to the other party in the Spanish he had learned, and he waved his hand back, telling the soldiers who came to meet him not to approach casually, and he slowed down and walked towards the edge of the low wall step by step.

When he got closer, he saw that the leader was a strong man with chestnut hair, who couldn't tell how old he was, but who had a lot of weathering on his face. The chaotic gunfire just now scared him to the ground, and now his face was sandy. Seeing Chen Hansheng coming with a basin again, the man also stood up straight, holding the bow tightly in front of his chest, but did not aim at Chen Hansheng. The few people around him didn't dare to raise their weapons again.

Chen Hansheng swaggered to the front of the fortification, held the basin, slammed it a few times, grinned and said loudly, "Okay! Gift! Good!" and then stuffed the basin into the other party's arms.

Gift-giving is a science, and it has to be in line with the right time, place, and people. When, there, and to whom it is given are very particular things. If you send it right, everyone will be happy, and if you don't send it well, you can send it to the incident. I don't know if it's because Lao Chen's style is particularly heroic, and there is Wang Jiyuan's rain of bullets and bullets, which is in line with the wild personality of the natives. Although Lao Chen's gift has a bit of a strong buying and selling taste, the effect looks good.

No, the leading native turned over and over to look at the basin, revealing a kind of love that he couldn't put down. The surrounding natives who were originally scared and urinated also ran back curiously. looked at the basin again, and watched Chen Hansheng and others.

Li Jia reacted very quickly, and when she saw that there was a scene, she quickly asked several other people to push the cart over together. Fortunately, the battlefield just now immediately became a trade market. The locals gathered around to see the strangeness.

Li Jia generously picked a mirror, a pair of slippers and an umbrella to give them a long insight for free. These unheard of things made these dirt buns excited.

He saw a guy who had just been cut to the head and bleed, and when he saw himself in the mirror, he let out a terrible scream, as if he had seen a ghost, and then passed out straight. The guy next to him didn't even think to help him, and a volley snatched the mirror into his hand and rolled on the ground with joy.

He saw a big fool snatch a small slipper, and couldn't fit it into his foot anyway, so he ended up putting his glove inside. He triumphantly slapped a guy next to him with this new weapon, which eventually led to a bloody incident.

He also saw a half-old man snatching an umbrella and tossing it for a long time not knowing how to use it. In the end, this creative guy hung the umbrella upside down on his arm as a big basket, and put a lot of fruit in it, but he didn't expect the umbrella surface to be unbearable, and turned it into a big horn, which made the fruit roll to the ground, causing a robbery.

Li Jia couldn't help laughing, so it seems that these people are not so vicious.

"Blas! Grain! Grain!" Chen Hansheng gestured as he fed the food, and loudly helped Zhang Hong explain to the leader. He already knew the name of the leader, and he knew that this man had always been more authoritative in the town, so he temporarily became the leader of the town's defense.

"Chen, good man!" Blas nodded, took out a palm-sized black loaf from his bosom, turned his head to look at the number of people, snapped his fingers several times, and then tore the black bread into six small pieces with great difficulty. Give Chen Hansheng, Wang Jiyuan and the four fighters a small piece each, "Eat!" The rest of the people were estimated to be in his eyes, and he automatically ignored them.

Chen Hansheng looked at the bread, the difference between it and briquettes was limited, and there was a sour smell of sweat when he smelled it. He stuffed the bread into Zhang Hong's hand, pointed to the fingerboard cart, and then made a gesture of holding a big ball, "More, more, change." ”

Blas looked at the onlookers on the other side of the cart, looked at the basin in his hand, and said to Zhang Hong in a grunt.

"He said, "Our stuff looks good, but it doesn't seem to be useful. Zhang Hong said with a bitter face.

"It's useless, dirt buns!" These words made Chen Han angry and happy, and he was not happy to exchange the treasures of the industrial age with you for something that he couldn't swallow?

After all, Lao Chen has sold steamed buns, and he knows that it is not okay to sell things without shouting. He drew a basin from the car, ran to the ditch in the field, and scooped up a basin of water at once, and he held the basin up to the sun to show the leader, and the sparkle through the basin looked crystal smart, so beautiful that Blas looked stupid.

Chen Hansheng poured the water in the basin into the hot water bottle again, closed the lid and shook it vigorously, handed it to Blas, and motioned for him to shake it too. Blas shook vigorously for a long time, and not a drop of water spilled out of the bottle.

"Tell him, this is a trivial matter, this bottle can still keep warm!" Chen Hansheng said to Zhang Hong, he held up an umbrella and handed it to Blas, asked him to hold it up, and then poured the water from the thermos on the surface of the umbrella, and sprinkled a drop of water around it, but no trace flowed to his body, and Blas understood the use of the umbrella.

In the end, Chen Hansheng wore plastic slippers on the freshly soaked mud floor, walked back and forth, raised his feet to show the other party, neither wet nor dirty.

"Change?" Chen Hansheng asked again.

"Change!" not only did Blas answer quickly this time, but the natives around the flatbed also replied in unison.

"Lao Chen, you still know how to do business. Li Jia happily looked at the farmers who went home to carry the grain, and said very happily.

After the demonstration, the local people understood the value of these good things, and they were very enthusiastic about bringing food back home to exchange for these precious things that they had never seen before. Li Jia and others were surprised to find that the food here is not much different from that on the earth. The main output of the farmers here is a large grain of wheat, which is nearly half the size of the wheat on earth. The staple food is the brown bread from the earlier Blas. After discussion, it was decided to exchange wheat as the main thing, supplemented by some lettuce, water spinach and beans.

After several bargains, Chen Hansheng set a price with them. A pair of slippers can be exchanged for about 30 kilograms of wheat. A basin can be exchanged for two bags, an umbrella can be exchanged for three bags, as for the mirror and the hot water bottle, he found that the peasants did not have much demand for this, and could not exchange it for a good price, so he simply opened a small mirror for ten bags of grain, and a thermos for twenty bags of grain.

"This kind of thing is useless to the peasants, so they are sold as luxury goods, marked dozens of times the price, and sold to the rich later. Chen Hansheng was very proud.

Soon, some people carried the grain and exchanged it for "strange things" such as slippers. After ten minutes, the grain on the ground began to pile up.

However, just as the townspeople were returning home to exchange their food for good things, a large group of people suddenly ran out of the town with various weapons. Chen Hansheng and Li Jia recognized the tall man at a glance, the scarred face who was going to catch them at the school gate!