Let you survive in the wilderness, and you become a saint

The wine is not new to the immortals, they prefer to drink the kind of wine that is beneficial to their cultivation.

But Feng Hao knew from Suiren and Youchao that strong wine is very popular among the witches, especially the middle and lower levels.

They like the feeling of being tipsy after drinking.

After drinking, they fight each other and hone their combat skills.

So the upper echelons of the witches also encourage this.

The deal he wants to make with the Wasteland Tribe is naturally related to strong wine.

Use the strong wine needed by the witches to exchange for the food and other things that the human race urgently needs!

After he has established a good relationship with the Wasteland Tribe, he can openly study the blood power of the witches and the mixed blood of humans and witches, and then try to deduce or wish for a practice method suitable for the human race.

As for the true qi martial arts in his previous life?

Feng Hao did not think about it, but after trying it, he felt that this way of practice was quite limited, and he was busy gaining merit recently, so he did not deduce it in depth.

In addition, Feng Hao did not think about directly withdrawing 10,000 men from the Four Seasons Pearl.

After all, although the Four Seasons Pearl is only a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, it is already a supreme treasure for the trillions of creatures in the prehistoric world.

Even the Silver Moon Frost Blade, which the Silver Moon Wolf King regards as his life, is only a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure, and even merit has not been injected.

In some aspects, no matter how the acquired is improved, it is far inferior to the mystery of the innate spiritual treasure.

"Uncle Suiren, please transfer 10,000 men from the tribe as soon as possible."

"I'll go out of the city to have a drink with Huang Du."

Feng Hao told Suiren, waved his hand, turned around and went out of the city directly.

He filled a cup of strong liquor with a bamboo wine cup.

Feng Hao landed directly in front of Huang Du: "Meetings, Chief Huang Du."

He was polite and raised his glass to him.

Huang Du's eyes moved, and after looking him up and down for a few times, he raised his own cup made of mud.

"You're not bad."

Feng Hao smiled lightly and took a sip of strong liquor.

He asked with his mind: "May I ask what Chief Huang Du thinks of the taste of this wine?"

Huang Du grinned: "It's just average, far less delicious than the wine in my tribe."

Okay, okay!

That's how you play, right!

Feng Hao's mind was shaken: "Oh? It seems that I thought too much.

I originally wanted to make a deal with Chief Huang Du, you buy the wine of the Wu tribe, and then give it to our human race to re-refine it into this kind of wine, and then sell it back to make some profit."

"I didn't expect that the wine of the Wu tribe is better than this wine. I thought too simply."

"Sorry, Chief Huang Du disturbed me."

He turned around and was about to leave without any hesitation.

Huang Du's eyes moved, and he quickly calculated for a while in his mind. It seemed that there was really something to be gained in the middle!

"Wait!"

"I'm quite interested in the deal you mentioned."

"After all, our Huangtu tribe has the best brewing technology, while other Wu tribes are not so good. Their wine is like cow urine."

"Come on, come on, brothers of the human race, sit down quickly, let's talk slowly."

"Hey, who, didn't you see the brothers of the human race coming? Hurry up and serve the meat! Serve good meat!"

Feng Hao sat down and complained in his heart.

I still like your unruly look.

In addition, the Wu tribe is indeed different from what he remembered in his previous life. Although they are prone to get carried away when fighting, they are not all reckless.

After taking two bites of the silver moon wolf meat without any pressure and taking another sip of wine.

Feng Hao communicated with his mind: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Feng Hao, the leader of the Huaxia tribe."

Huang Dudu's eyes moved: "Aren't you a disciple of Jiejiao?"

Feng Hao responded: "The leader of the saints teaches everyone, this is not a conflict."

Huang Du nodded: "The cooperation you mentioned can be done, what do you want?"

Feng Hao responded naturally: "I don't care how the leader Huang Du handles the refined strong liquor, but I need one portion of the liquor I refine to be exchanged for ten portions of food."

He opened his mouth directly.

After all, the Wu tribe consumes a lot of alcohol. If the ratio is one to ten, the food will not be enough for all the current human race to eat.

Huang Du naturally bargained with him.

"Ten portions? Impossible! Impossible! I can only give you one portion of food of the same weight!"

Feng Hao raised his glass: "Leader Huangdu has a broad mind. Imagine what will happen when you control the warriors of the Wu clan.

How much benefit will it bring to you after you get the strong liquor that everyone likes?

Will your status in the witch tribe and your tribe rise sharply? Will you have the opportunity to exchange some things that you can't get at ordinary times?

Compared with the mere ten portions of food, will you and your tribe gain more and more important? "

Huang Du thought that this was the truth, but he was not stupid and subconsciously lowered the price.

"Then ten portions are too much, I will give you five at most."

Feng Hao raised his glass again: "Leader Huang Du is straightforward, but five portions are still too few. Now food is an important reason for restricting the development of the human race.

Think about it, as more and more witch tribes trade with you, if we don't have enough manpower to produce enough strong liquor, will your loss be greater?"

Huang Du gritted his teeth: "Six portions! I'll give you six portions of food!"

Feng Hao raised his glass again and drank all the strong liquor: "Leader Huang Du is generous, but lacks some boldness. Let's take a step back and give us eight portions of food! Exchange one portion of wine for eight portions of food!

As long as the leader needs it, I will do my best to support your cause. If it is not enough, I can also ask for external aid. "

Feng Hao has a hammer of external aid.

But he just responded to Huang Du's question ambiguously, so Huang Du naturally thought that the external aid he was talking about was the disciples of Jiejiao.

In Huang Du's concept, although Jiejiao is not huge, there is a saint behind it.

It is also a terrifying force that he can't reach, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with making friends with the disciples of Jiejiao.

"Okay!"

"Then do as you say, brother Feng Hao!"

The deal is done.

Feng Hao drank another glass of strong liquor.

Suirenshi also sent 10,000 men of childbearing age from the human race.

Huang Du raised his hand and patted Feng Hao's shoulder hard.

"Brother Feng Hao."

"Tomorrow! Tomorrow I will send someone to deliver the first batch of wine!"

"Get it done as soon as possible. "

When he retracted his hand, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

This guy is so hard!

Feng Hao seemed to feel nothing and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Chief Huang Du, I will get it done as soon as possible.

In addition, please ask the witches of your tribe to be a little gentler. The human race is weak and can't stand too much tossing. "

Huang Du laughed.

"Don't worry!"

"I know that you humans are weak, I will let them be gentler. "