"Ten minutes left, hold on. ”

Chu Xiangjun said, and Xiahou Qin's expression flashed with shock.

Ten minutes, if you are in modern times, play with your mobile phone, watch TV, stay for a while, and it will pass in one fell swoop, but now it is in ancient times.

Although the ancients also had entertainment activities - watching live versions of various performances (such as singing and dancing, sketches, cross talk acrobatics, including Chu Xiangjun and Xiahou Qin's cooking competition), but what Chu Xiangjun and Xiahou Qin couldn't stop from wearing was the ancient indigenous tribes.

These natives hunt and find food during the day, and make people behind closed doors at night, and their lives are monotonous and boring without any new ideas, so they don't need to think too long about making decisions.

Because, the decision has always been in the hands of the tribal chief.

No matter how much the natives had their own thoughts, thoughts, and opinions, when they came to the tribal chief, they were all vetoed.

I will only refer to your comments, but I will not adopt them.

None of you can rot what I want to do.

The tribal chief is like the emperor, and he is sacred and great in the hearts of the natives, so when the tribal chief says that Xiahou Qin wins, that is Xiahou Qin wins.

Xiahou Qin won the game, which was expected by Chu Xiangjun.

Although he is surprising, it is still quite difficult to win, after all, there is too much difference between his cooking skills and Xiahou Qin, and if he votes for himself, he will also vote for Xiahou Qin.

As soon as the tribal chief announced that the happiest person was none other than his daughter, the mother of four American mixed-race children, she happily ran to the tribal chief and danced to express her gratitude, and begged him to kill the eyes of Chu Xiangjun Province quickly.

As for why Chu Xiangjun guessed what the tribal chief's daughter meant, of course, it was because she looked at her eyes - triumphant and full of murderous intent.

"Ho ho clip, ho ho clip. ”

Shangguan Mou seemed to want to help Chu Xiangjun intercede, but the tribal chief severely criticized him.

Looking at Chu Xiangjun and Xiahou Qin, the tribal chief's expression flashed with coldness.

"Ho ho clip, ho ho (The man wins the game, but we're going to kill both of them because he's going to divide our tribe and make our lives worse than death.) ）

As soon as the tribal chief's words came out, Shangguan Mou was stunned.

If you don't keep your word and go back on your word, these natives are too despicable and shameless.

Don't let go of the one who wins?

Don't you want to eat Sichuan food?

Moreover......

"Don't you wonder why they don't listen to you?"

As soon as Shangguan Mou turned around, he saw Chu Xiangjun smiling lightly, and his eyes were clear.

How do you know ......?

Chu Xiangjun looked at the tribal chief, and then at Shangguan Mou, but did not answer his question, but said: "Since ancient times, rights are the most important, although you have controlled the indigenous tribes behind the scenes, but you are just using your wisdom to use their weak minds to opportunistically, your strength cannot be exerted because you drink water, so you endure humiliation, I guess, there must be some treasure in this desert, otherwise in five years, with your wisdom, you would have escaped a long time ago, but you willingly stayed......" also gave birth to four daughters in one go.

Chu Xiangjun said word by word, speaking slowly, as if she was watching everything Shangguan Mou did.

Shangguan Mou's eyes when he looked at Chu Xiangjun were full of shock, and Xiahou Qin, who was behind Chu Xiangjun, looked at Chu Xiangjun with a pair of eyes with affection, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the expression on his face seemed to be silently saying seven words: "My woman is so good." ”