Chapter 170: Money is stupid

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In any case, as the respected witch, Master Niu and other six people, even from such a poor place as the Luolei Mountains, are still receiving considerable preferential treatment from the Yellow Mill tribe, even if this kind of preferential treatment seems quite careless.
This is the basic rule of the primitive era plane. No matter where it is, the witch is like a Western aristocracy in the modern plane in the middle ages. It will stand taller than others. If the Huang mill tribe ca n’t even do this, then it will be around Between tribes, they can no longer hold their heads up.
Therefore, no matter how unwilling in the heart, the Huang Huang tribe's Wu Huang Mi was forced to let the tribe's soldiers, including Master Niu and his party, invite them into one of the most luxurious stone houses in their tribe for hospitality.
At the same time, it is also a hall dedicated to the spirit and fire of their ancestors ...
After entering the stone temple, the other five witches looked at the magnificent stone buildings in front of them, and they were a bit restrained; after all, for these ordinary people who lived in a big cave, they felt that they were quite face-saving. , Such a magnificent artificial stone palace, quite impressive!
But for Master Niuniu, such a stone temple is just a novelty.
He looked at this stone temple with a total area of ​​more than fifty square meters with great interest, and thought in his heart: "The stone temple built by this huge stone block is really stronger than the wooden house. The construction of the Black Stone Tribe in the first stage should be completely changed to stone! "
"It will be said that the area of ​​these stone temples will be doubled even if it is less; which of the stone temples in the remains of the modern plane is not much larger than this, otherwise they would be embarrassed to take them out to meet people."
What made him feel curious is that after entering the hall, the other party's witch nodded slightly and left the stone hall.
It took almost ten minutes before it appeared again. When the little old man appeared again, Master Niu noticed that he changed into a linen robe.
This made him even more surprised: "Why is this old product put on such a thin dress at a temperature around minus zero? Isn't he not cold?"
If Master Niu's thoughts were deliberately changed into the most expensive clothes, he planned to deter the yellow miel from the Cannons of the Falling Thunder Mountains to learn that he might do something unreasonable.
Under the direction of Huang Mi's eyes, one of his confidants began to speak loudly to the group of cannons to introduce their noble witch: "This is the patron saint and guide of the powerful tribe of the Yellow Mill tribe Those, respected Master Huang Huang Mi. "
After a long introduction, Huang Mi nodded to Master Niu and others with a reserved face, and took a buttock to the throne; for a while, this sudden situation made Master Niu comparable. Embarrassed.
Before that, he did n’t even know that the tribes in the plains would play like this, and he did n’t have any preparation at all; as long as he knew, he brought the leader who was staying in the tribe. On occasions, I will never let myself down.
Fortunately, at this time, the witch of the Grey Cave tribe once again stood up to resolve this embarrassment for Master Niu.
The same long tone sounded again and began to tout Master Niu: "The general leader of the 14 tribal alliances in the northwestern area of ​​the Luolei Mountains, the recognized king of the battlefield, the leader of the Blackstone tribe, the knowledgeable black cow and Niu master are our The leader of the team. "
If you just listened to the first half of the sentence, Master Niu's praise of the witch of the Qingyu Tribe was extremely satisfying. He couldn't think of himself enjoying such a high evaluation in the Horde Alliance.
But after hearing the second half, the face of this product is not so beautiful: "Cow is the surname of Lao Tzu, okay. For Mao, you should call me a black cow according to your habit. This is better than a cow ..." … "
Depressed Master Niu felt that his chest was sullen, and he could not help pulling away the thick fur coat, exposing the thermal underwear known as pure cotton inside.
Then he was surprised to find that the yellow rice in the first main seat suddenly became uglier than the pig liver ...
In the end, Master Niu sent a pack of white sugar and a pack of snow-white refined salt, plus a bottle of Erguotou gift packs; these modern planes, even the most stunted Grand Terrace, could not get the gift. After giving Wu Huang Mi of the Huang mill tribe, the other party finally became enthusiastic.
Huang Mi not only happily agreed, the caravan requested to trade with the Huang mill tribe in the afternoon; he also very enthusiastically invited Mr. Niu and six others to participate in the welcome luncheon held for them.
Of course, the ordinary members of the caravan of 600 people, the Yellow Mill tribe has no plans to take charge of their lunch.
At the luncheon, the Huang Mill tribe appeared to be very sincere in serving the food of Niu Ye and others, such as rice balls, porridge, and flatbread made by Yishui Fine Millet.
You should know that during the weekdays, even Huang Mi ’s own food is also mixed with some wild vegetables. Otherwise, if you eat all these fine grains, where will the annual harvest be enough for the entire Yellow Mill tribe; As for ordinary tribe members, In food, the proportion of wild vegetables is almost half.
It's just not to say that Mr. Niu, who has always been appetizing, has no appetite for the light food like this; even after eating a bit, he put down his chopsticks.
Huang Mi was not aware of it at the time, until the ordinary soldiers of the caravan then prepared the food, when the fragrance of the big pot of stewed broth came in; this old goods just got better because of the precious gifts that were accidentally harvested, and his face improved again. It smells so strange ...
In the afternoon, when the members of the caravan lined up a long series of stalls in the Huang mill tribe, all the members of the Huang mill tribe, including Wu Huang Mi, were completely thorough. Blessed.
They never imagined, or even dared to imagine, that the cannons of the Thunder Mountain Range, where the legendary poor salt ca n’t afford, can actually bring out so many good things that they have never seen before; The strange name has never been heard.
Those white or pink salt, although they are a little surprised, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is still within their acceptance; after all, the salt they eat in daily life, although it is a bit bitter, but still Can barely continue to make up.
However, the lighters that raised the flames when pressed lightly, in contrast, they had to knock the flint of sparks for a long time; they had a big white rabbit toffee that was indescribably delicious, and the sugar in the sweet heart was mixed in the clear water ...
In short, as expected by Master Niu and these mountain cannons, as soon as the merchandise merchandise came out, it blinded the eyes of the yellow millet tribe.
Seeing that they wanted everything, but they couldn't get enough of the entanglement in exchange of materials, these mountain guns were in the dark of their hearts.
In the end, when the caravan left the Huang mill tribe, they left a small basket of goods; at the same time, they took away 50 baskets of fine millet. Reasons for severe discounts.
It is also after this trade that the entire caravan is full of confidence in this trip to the plains.
If they can contact their companions in the Thunder Mountain at this time, they will yell: "Many people are stupid on the plains, come quickly!"