The Caveman Made Me Awesome

　　 Ye Xi walked to the Tushan booth and found a large group of people around, and fierce quarrels came from inside from time to time.

　　 Ye Xi frowned and squeezed into the crowd.

　　 The crowd was bustling, but Ye Xi was small, and after a lot of effort, he squeezed to the inside.

　　 In the center of the crowd, a large group of totem warriors dressed in snakeskins gathered around the Tushan booth with ugly faces.

　　 Among the group of people, Ye Xi saw two familiar figures-Qishang and Nine Bears from the Huanggu tribe.

　　 Qi Shang, who was calm and determined in Ye Xi's impression, was now dark and staring at everyone in Tushan: "How could you Tushan make such good salt? These salts must be fake!"

　　 "They sell fake salt, don't be fooled!" Several people from the Huangfeng tribe nearby shouted immediately.

　　 Pu Tai snorted coldly: "Your Huangfeng tribe can't produce such good salt, it doesn't mean that other tribes can't!"

Qishang's gaze was cut at Pu Tai like a knife: "Oh? You just exchanged a large bag of salt with our tribe a few days ago. After only a few days, such good salt suddenly appeared. You said it was real salt. , Then you say, how did you get it out?!"

　　 Pu Tai choked expressionlessly: "How do we Tushan produce salt, there is no need to explain to you Huang Wei!"

　　 "Good, good, good!" Qishang stared at Pu Tai and sneered several times. He had never heard the Tushan people talk to him in this tone, and now the Tushan tribe has made salt by themselves, so Huang Wei is not in his eyes!

　　 Laughing Ba Qishang's face changed suddenly, and he quickly switched from vicious anger to righteous indignation, turning around to speak loudly to the tribesmen of all ethnic groups who were onlookers.

　　 "Everyone, the transaction between our Huang Wei and your tribe has always been very pleasant! You have been using Huang Wei's salt for so long, I believe you will not be fooled by their fake salt!"

　　 None of the tribes responded.

　　 The process of trading salt with the Huang Feng tribe is really unpleasant. Except for a few powerful tribes, Huang Feng did not dare to slaughter them. Who has not been slaughtered before?

　　 They started to discuss in private that the salt of the Huangfeng tribe is too expensive, and it is often mixed with impurities such as sand and mud, and it is yellow and brown for a while.

Take a look at the Tushan tribe’s salt. It’s as pure as snow. There is no trace of impurities in it. Even if the price is the same, they are more willing to buy Tushan tribe’s salt, let alone Tushan. The snowflake salt is even cheaper.

　　 Seeing no one agrees, Qishang's face slowly darkened.

Pu Tai chuckled: "Everyone, is this salt true or not? Is it just because of Huang Feng's mouth? You will find out if you come over and taste it yourself. Everyone will appraise it yourself! Today is our first time selling salt in Tushan. , To reassure you, I can let each of you have a taste!"

　　 Pu Tai's voice just fell, and there was a lot of discussion in private just now, but the tribesmen of various ethnic groups who did not speak on the face immediately reacted.

　　 "I'll try it first!"

　　 "I'm coming too!"

　　 "Don't push me, I'll be first!"

　　 Everyone scrambled to try the salt in front of the Tushan booth.

　　 Qishang saw this situation, his chest was violently ups and downs, his face was almost dripping with water, but he couldn't think of any way, so he could only stare fiercely at the Tushan soldiers.

　　The faces of other people in the Huangfeng tribe are also very ugly.

　　 Ye Xi smiled slightly, but he didn't expect Pu Tai to be five big and three thick, but his eloquence was good, and he solved the matter without him.

　　 Ye Xi, who was about to go round to the back and return to the team, suddenly saw something, his eyes condensed, and stopped.

　　 A member of the Huangfeng tribe quietly squeezed in the front of the crowd at some point, pretending to be a tribe who wanted to taste salt.

　　 Then his waist seemed to be pushed by the people behind, and he bent more and more. Because of the tilt of his body, the water sac at his waist was aimed at the densely packed salt cans in front of the Tushan booth.

　　 The lid of the water bag is open! And the mouth of the pot still has dark brown dry blood!

　　 Ye Xi's eyes were cold, and he strode forward, then flew up and kicked to the water sac.

　　 The water sac flew out from the waist because of the force, and the blood in it was splashed on the face of the person, and the person was suddenly covered with thick blood.

　　 "What are you doing!" Seeing that he was splashed with blood, Qi Shang was immediately furious, and asked Ye Xi in an imposing manner.

　　 Ye Xi looked at him coldly and was not embarrassed by his anger: "Your people secretly pour blood into the salt of our tribe, what do you say I am doing!"

　　 If it weren't for his quick response, such a sac of blood was poured into the salt, would the salt still work, not to mention their salt pots are densely packed, so there are probably more than two or three pots of salt contaminated.

　　 When the people of the Huangfeng tribe said that they didn't mean it, they didn't know when the lid of the water bag was opened, and they were able to withstand the rules of the trading zone that they cannot fight.

　　 "Xishang, dare you yell at him!" Pu Tai who reacted immediately stepped out of the stall, furiously stood in front of Ye Xi, and grabbed Qishang by the collar.

　　 Ye Xi is their witch disciple of Tushan, even if Qishang is a second-level warrior of Huang Wei, he can't get angry at their witch disciple!

　　 A few people from the Huang Gu tribe immediately surrounded him and aimed their weapons at Pu Tai.

　　 The soldiers who immediately painted the mountain also took up their weapons and rushed behind Pu Tai.

　　 Ye Xi pressed his throat behind Pu Tai and said, "Don't do it, let him go."

Suddenly there was a tumult in the crowd, and several Blacksawa warriors wearing the iconic white linen rushed over with their weapons ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The leader of the Blacksawa warrior was burly and powerful, with an irresistible appearance. Powerful, as soon as he saw the confrontation between the two tribes in the field, he shouted: "Give me all the weapons!"

　　 The roar shook everyone's ears.

　　 The people of the Blackpool tribe spoke, and the people of the two tribes stared at each other, and had to put down their weapons reluctantly.

　　 "What is going on?" the leader asked them coldly.

Qishang looked at the leader as if he saw a savior, and opened his lips slightly to speak. Ye Xi's eyes moved, and he quickly said before Qishang: "My lord, I am Tushan's disciple, please allow me to explain to you. A moment." After speaking, he bent slightly and bowed.

　　 When I heard that this young boy turned out to be a witch disciple, the leader couldn't help but moved slightly. He became a witch disciple at such a young age, which shows that he has great potential.

Although Tushan is weak, he is an independent tribe anyway, and Ye Xi, a witch disciple, bowed to him with such respectful tone. The leader's anger could not help falling. Although his face was still cold, his tone became Gentle: "You said."

Ye Xi’s tone is not hurried, but sonorous and powerful: "My lord, the conflict we just had is simple to say-it was all caused by salt. The people in Huang Wei were dissatisfied with our tribe that made salt, so they slandered our salt as fake salt. ."

　　 "Oh? You Tushan made salt?!" The leader was moved.

　　 Ye Xi pointed to the jar of white salt on the stall: "Yes, please see, this is the salt we produce from Tushan Mountain, because it is as white as snow, so we call it snowflake salt."

　　 The warriors of the Heize tribe had just focused their attention on the conflict between the two tribes. For a while, they didn't find anything on the stall on the side. At this time, Ye Xi pointed out that the few people were surprised when they saw Snow Salt.