Fight,Primitive Man

Chu Dong came outside and saw more than 20 slaves kneeling in his camp, all women and children.

"That's all? No adult slaves? "

Chu Dong asked curiously.

"The adults, they just killed."

Daheng's understatement.

Chu East listened to, the body tiny of a shock, this voice why good harsh ear ah.

Chu Dong silently looked at the more than 20 slaves in front of him. They knelt on the ground with their heads down and did not dare to look up.

Only the youngest, about three or four years old, looked up at Chu Dong with angry eyes, but then his head was lowered by his mother.

"Is that what chief Daheng told me?"

There was an obvious irony in Chu Dong's voice.

"Yes. Since they want to assassinate Chu Dong chieftain, let them all die. "

Daheng didn't seem to recognize Chudong's irony.

"They're mine now? Then let me take it back to the tribe. "

Daheng was stunned. He didn't expect Chu Dong to make such a decision.

"Chieftains and Witches of the east of Chu, they and the slave who wanted to assassinate you are the remaining evils of the Dagu tribe. They still have the heart to harm others and have to guard against them."

Daheng hasn't spoken yet. Ann behind him has spoken.

Chu Dong snorted coldly.

"They are either women or children. What threat can they have? Since they want to kill me, stay with me and see what they can do for me. "

Ann looked at Daheng.

Daheng thought for a moment, nodded and said, "since the chieftain of Eastern Chu insisted, these slaves should be our amends and gifts to Yunshan."

As soon as Chu Dong raised his hand, he called Qi He Mao and whispered a few words in their ears. The two men took orders and went into the camp with more than 20 women and children slaves from Daogu tribe.

Big horizontal see Chu East facial expression become calm a lot of, think Chu east of anger should abate go down.

"Chudong chieftain, our Yunshan wizard wants to see you."

Who knows Chu Dong when did not hear the same, self-care in a daze.

"Chudong chieftain, our Yunshan wizard wants to see you."

Daheng says it again, and Chu Dong reacts.

"When?"

"If it's convenient, you can follow me to see the wizard now."

"Unfortunately, it's really inconvenient for me now."

"Why?"

"I came to Yunshan tribe to participate in the winter Tibet Festival, not to see a wizard. There are more than 3000 people in our Panshi tribe, but I have to go to sweep out what I need to eat and what I want to wear. "

"Sweep the goods?"

Chudong ignored Daheng and called to the axe.

"Axe, send the order down, ready to sweep the goods."

The axe agreed, and the camp of the rock tribe moved.

Not only the stone and other 41 soldiers, but also the old man, the cook, the tile and other ordinary barbarians were also moved by the news.

Just two days ago, when Chudong sold all the Panshi thirteen incense and lime, he divided up a large number of stones, and everyone got dozens or even hundreds of yellow, cyan and green stones more or less.

These people are very excited, some people even see the appearance of Duishi for the first time, and the tears in their eyes are contained.

Mao, Ming and Xiao, who are responsible for distributing Duishi, said that Duishi is a reward for everyone.

This time, more than 150 ordinary people from Panshi tribe came to Yunshan tribe after sleeping in the open air. They also experienced a bloody battle with the vulture community, so they should be paid.

These stones, you can freely control, buy what you want.

Daheng and an are standing in the camp of Panshi tribe. They see that the barbarians of Panshi tribe around are smiling one by one, holding Toushi in hand and rushing to the sales booth of the winter Tibetan Festival.

"Chief, what these people are holding are all stones. Chu Dong divided Duishi. "

Ann was stunned. He had never heard of any tribe that would distribute the exchange stones to ordinary people. Even if there are a few outstanding soldiers, they are only distributed to ordinary soldiers.

"Chu Dong is really grand."

The big horizontal voice is actually from the nose to hum.

"Chief Daheng, samurai an, please excuse me. I'm going to sweep the goods. If it's a little later, these kids won't be able to keep anything good. "

After saying hello to Daheng and an, Chu Dong also hurriedly keeps up with the pace of the tribesmen and walks towards the booth of the winter Tibetan Festival.

The winter Tibet meeting has come to an end.

Each tribe came to the Yunshan tribe to participate in the winter Tibetan festival mainly to trade with the Yunshan tribe. The bulk goods trade was basically completed according to the previous agreement between the caravan and the tribes.Today, there are still stalls, mainly some items that are not included in the agreement, or are superfluous.

After a few days of trading, especially after two rounds of bloody dumping in Chudong, most of the tribal chiefs found that the Doushi they had just bought from Yunshan tribe had almost disappeared.

If you want to buy it, you can't afford it.

It was at this time that more than 200 people from Panshi tribe swarmed into the site of the winter Tibetans meeting. They bought things when they saw them, and even bought the animal skins on the ground.

That's not to say.

Before Chu Dong, he gave a simple sweeping training to several leaders such as ax, Qi, paoding, xinglaoren and wa.

"Remember to bargain! What is bargaining? For example, if the other party wants to sell two blue stones, you can cut it to half and give him a blue stone. This is bargaining. "

"What's more, when you go shopping, you should know how to be flexible. Now, the remaining leftovers of various tribes are eager to sell. If they don't agree with us to cut the price by half, they will grind with him until he is upset and the price will be reduced. "

"Whatever it is, as long as it's sold by these tribes, I'll take everything."

…………

Chudong simple scavenging training, several leaders in accordance with Chudong said told you.

You don't need to understand, just do as the chieftain said.

Cut half when you see the goods.

So, in front of the booth of the winter Tibet Festival, the cook picked up a rare fishbone knife and asked, "how many stones are there?"

"A blue stone."

"It's too expensive. Do you sell half a blue stone?"

"Half a blue stone? You mean two green stones? "

"A green stone for sale or not?"

The middle-aged man in charge of selling goods at that stall was stunned.

"How can I sell you two green stones? You might as well grab it. "

"Our chieftain said, don't rob. It's called hard work. If you don't sell it, well, I'll squat here waiting for you to reduce the price. "

"Aren't you the one who makes the broth?

"My name is Pao Ding."

"Since you bought it, I'll sell you a green stone."

"Half a green stone for sale or not?"

The seller wants to cry but has no tears. How can he not know the advance and retreat?

"This fishbone knife is for this brother." The chief of the tribe came over from behind, picked up the fishbone knife and gave it to the cook.

"Why did you send me?"

"Your broth is delicious. Make a friend." The tribal chief looked at the cook with a smile.

Pao Ding felt as if he had grown up a lot. No tribal chief ever looked at him head-on.