Chapter 978: Best Supporting Role Award (2 in 1)

Walking through the disorderly growing woods and pushing away the weeds that were in front of you, the specific scene of the smoking place appeared in front of Mao and the others.
This is a cave built at the root of a mountain that is not too tall. There is some fire on the edge of the cave.
It may be that the firewood is damp, so the flame is not strong enough. When it burns, there is a lot of thick smoke rising from above.
Around the fire, some people still surrounded, many of them looked at the flames and thick smoke, looking in awe.
Another person, holding a stick, picked some firewood from the top down.
I don’t know if I think the flame is too big, or worry that the smoke is too thick.
Finally seeing the stranger, the dogs who followed were far more excited than Mao and the others. Before Mao and the others could catch up, these dogs had already whirred in their throats and rushed towards these people.
It can be seen from this that there is nothing wrong with later people calling some people "dog legs".
On the contrary, it is extremely appropriate and image.
This kind of movement suddenly awakened those who were immersed in their world. Seeing the dozen or so wolves surging in, many people were shocked and confused by what happened suddenly. .
They never thought that one day there would be so many wolves near their caves, and they would rush towards them as soon as they came out, without even the necessary buffer time!
Some people turned around to run into the cave, some people bent over and touched the ground, then stood up, waving their arms vigorously at these rushing wolves and making throw movements.
Just a few people, overcame their fear of fire at this moment, and ran to the smoking fire, preparing to take out some fire-finding sticks and other things to meet the enemy.
Mao, who was smiling and leading people out, turned black when he saw such a scene.
In order to make the effect better, I made people laugh before I even showed up, but ended up doing this!
Isn't this a smile?
"come back!"
Mao shouted loudly.
Then under the shocked gaze of the frightened people, these wolves rushing toward them suddenly stopped in an instant with this sudden sound of shouting.
He also shook his head, dangled his tail, turned and trot towards those who suddenly appeared.
If you want to be more flattering, there will be more flattering.
These people were a little dumbfounded for a while, and some even rubbed their eyes with the dirty back of their hands, filled with shock and disbelief.
They had never thought that a ferocious wolf could show such a side! Actually treat people like this.
Are these guys still wolves? Are these people still human?
Amidst this shock and disbelief, some thoughts quickly arose in the hearts of some people.
If your own tribe can have so many ferocious wolves in the future, how good would it be?
However, this idea just appeared and was soon dispelled.
Because he suddenly remembered that wolves are meat-eating things, and people in his tribe cannot eat meat every day, and they often use wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger, let alone feeding wolves.
I really don't know how these people who suddenly appeared in front of me did it!
It was just after they met, these people traded and waited for the Qingque tribe people, and generated a lot of admiration and curiosity.
However, one thing they didn't know was that the people of the Qingque tribe who raised these wolves as dogs gave the wolves in their eyes the most food instead of meat.
Under such circumstances, naturally there is nothing to worry about.
"Laugh! There must be a smile on your face!"
Mao drank the dogs back, and then reached out his hand and punched the leading dog in the void. After being so scared that the guy caught his tail, he turned and faced the other people in the trade team that followed. Said.
Everyone heard that, although they did not react for a while, they still showed a full smile very cooperatively, and then under Mao's leadership, they slowly walked towards the people who had just been frightened...
When they walked towards this new tribe that they met and looked extremely surprised at them, the older primitive women and the others, carrying the food they had exchanged elsewhere, were also heading towards the Qingque tribe. From Jinguancheng.
Although it was not the first time for the older primitive women to come to the Qingque tribe, she was no less shocked at this moment than the tribe who saw the Qingque tribe for the first time.
Even more shocked than this tribe.
This is really not her ability to bear it!
It is true that the Qingque tribe always likes to do big things out of nothing!
Long ago, the older primitive women felt that there were a lot of people in the Qingque tribe, at least more than their tribe.
But that is still within an acceptable range.
Now, after seeing the terrifying number of the Qingque tribe, the older female primitive knows that what she and the others have seen before is nothing but a fur!
It turns out that this is the real population of the Qingque tribe!
It turns out that the Qingque tribe is so powerful!
Much stronger than imagined!
Looking at the open-mouthed boss and the older primitive females who looked at him and others with shocked faces, Han Cheng couldn't help but smiled, looking a little helpless.
This is really not what he did deliberately, specifically to see the shock of the older primitive women.
It is true that these people come every time by coincidence, and every time there is a major change in their tribe, these people will come.
What can I do if I meet someone who comes to the door to send shocks and make myself and the people in the tribe feel fulfilled?
I am also very helpless!
Of course, this is just the hypocritical Han Da's son.
In fact, this guy has already awarded the best supporting role to the older primitive women.
This is definitely the largest group of people who came to the Qingque tribe after Han Cheng came to the Qingque tribe and used his shock to set off the Qingque tribe!
Han Cheng and the others didn't speak, but stood here quietly, watching the older female primitives, they continued to exude shock.
For this kind of thing, the people of the Qingque tribe, headed by Han, enjoyed it very much.
This kind of thing lasted for a while before it was completely over.
Then the next step is the business of trading.
For the older female primitives, Han Cheng seemed very enthusiastic.
This is of course not because he hasn't been nearly female for nearly two months, but has some needs in some aspects.
The older primitive women and them are sending food to their tribe, and Han Cheng has always been so passionate for people who can bring benefits to his tribe.
With the newly formed trade team, Mao left Jinguan City and headed for the rest of the tribes to exchange.
The person in the tribe who was in charge of communicating with the older primitive women and them was replaced by another person who had been learning from trade.
This person's fancy translation proficiency is of course not as good as trade, but it is not a problem to communicate with older female primitives.
On the one hand, it is because this person has got some real information about trade.
On the other hand, the older female primitives have been in contact with the Qingque tribe for a long time, and they have already been familiar with some fixed expressions of meaning.
Therefore, the exchanges went smoothly.
Even so, the older female primitives were a little unhappy, of course because the trade was not in Jinguan City.
She was regretting that she had not been able to conduct in-depth exchanges with trade this trip.
After the exchange was over, and after staying here for a while, the older primitive women who left a lot of food, took their tribesmen with them, and exchanged pottery, salt and other things with burdens. Leaving the Qingque tribe, headed towards their tribe.
If it is left in the past, older female primitives would not leave so easily.
Regardless of whether the sun is high above the ground, she will stay here for one night, and then leave from Jinguan City.
Of course, on this evening, Mao and other members of the Qingque tribe will have long talks and in-depth exchanges with them.
Today, Mao is not here in Jinguan City and cannot come back today. The older female primitives don't want to wait here anymore.
Trade is the one who communicates best among the people she meets.
After conducting in-depth exchanges with trade, the older female primitives no longer want to communicate with others.
In a more advanced sentence, it is dull.
Or it was once the sea was difficult to be watered, but Wushan was not a cloud.
Han Cheng couldn't help sniffing his nose as he watched the older primitive females and the others walking away.
Mao’s position in the tribe is really no one can replace it!
There are so many strengths in this guy!
While Han Cheng was feeling the irreplaceable position here, the trade side was not idle.
He took a brand new clay pot from the back of the donkey he was pulling, and put it on a simple stove surrounded by several stones.
Some people from this tribe surrounded Zaimao and some other Qingque tribe trade teams.
All of these people stared with curious eyes, looking at their strange movements.
After a while, Mao took some steaming soup out of the steaming clay pot with a spoon, and handed it to the leader of the tribe, indicating that he could drink some.
The leader of this tribe looked at Mao, and then at the soup in his bowl and the clay pot that boiled the food and exuded some food scent. He hesitated for a while and finally did not dare to put it to his mouth.
He had never eaten such food before.
This kind of food looks weird, it's still hot in the hand, so it's not so reassuring to touch...
Trade is worthy of being the number one talent of the Qingque tribe who often leads people to trade.
There was no need for the leader of this tribe to speak. Just by looking at his reaction, he knew what was thinking in his heart.
So he smiled and took the bowl from the leader of the tribe, took a few mouthfuls to his own mouth, made a demonstration, and told the leader of the tribe with his own practice that these foods are edible. of.
After finishing this, I scooped out some soup from the clay pot again, poured it into a bowl, and handed it to the leader of the tribe.
After Mao’s demonstration just now, the leader of this tribe immediately let go.
He took the bowl, learned the way of trade, brought it to his mouth, blew a few breaths, and then took a breath.
The cooked soup enters the mouth, it is hot, and it smells like some food.
Although it is different from the food I have eaten before, it is still very good and has a different feeling.
The leader of this tribe carefully tasted it, then looked up at the small river that was not far away from his tribe, and then looked down at the clay pot that was set on the fire, the leader of this tribe, An incredibly hot light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Because he suddenly discovered something particularly extraordinary, and a bold idea arose in his heart.
He looked at the steaming clay pot, and then looked at the tribesmen in his tribe who were like him and drinking this new food with utensils made of the same material. This bold idea became even more bold.
"@#^"
He opened his mouth to speak to Ma, and with some gestures, he conveyed his meaning to Ma.
Mao quickly understood what the tribal leader meant, and a smile appeared on his face.
Through his way, he conveyed to the leader of this tribe not to panic.
Then, from the salt jar placed next to it, some salt that had been crushed by a stone mortar came out and put it into the soup.
After stirring, I used a spoon to scoop some out of it, and continued to let the leader of this tribe and the rest of their tribe taste it.
Trade and the rest of the trade team looked at them expectantly.
She looked special like the little lady Pan Jinlian who had boiled the arsenic decoction and then fed Wu Dalang the medicine.
It's not just one, but a group.
Fortunately, the primitive people have a big heart~EbookFREE.me~, if they are put in the later generations, under their gaze, there are really few people who can comfortably drink their cooked meals...
The leader of this tribe, and everyone else, after drinking the soup that Mao had cooked by himself and put in salt, the reaction looked similar to Wu Dalang who had drunk the poison.
They all shook their bodies suddenly, but their eyes widened uncontrollably, with an expression of disbelief.
Of course, the result is different.
Wu Dalang who drank the medicine quickly bleeds from his orifices and died.
But everyone who drank the soup made by Mao became more alive and kicking.
Especially the leader of this tribe, he was unwilling to let go of the hand that stretched out his hand and looked at the earthenware pot and the salt in his eyes, filled with desire.
People from the trade team and the rest of the trade team saw this scene with a smile on their faces. The first trade after coming out will be done!