The Caveman Made Me Awesome

　　 So salt can still be so white without a trace of impurities?

　　Because the Heize tribe is strong, the Huangfeng tribe will select the best batch of salt produced to them every year.

　　 Although there are few impurities in the salt, the color is still white and yellow. There is no such thing as the snow salt of the hill tribe. It is white and spotless.

Ye Xi stooped to hold up a jar of salt and handed it to the leader: "My lord, the people of the Huangfeng tribe insisted that the snowflake salt is fake salt because they can't produce such good salt. But it's true or not, can it be done by them? Can you make a conclusion with nothing but a white tooth."

　　 Having said that, Ye Xi glanced at everyone in Qishang, with contempt and provocation in his eyes.

　　 Qishang received his gaze, his angry face flushed, his gaze sharpened, and he stepped forward to refute him loudly.

　　 The leader noticed his movement and looked back at him coldly.

　　 Qishang was completely cold by the gaze, as if a basin of ice water was splashed on his head, and he could not speak immediately.

"My lord, I think, the only person who is qualified to determine whether this salt is true or not is the Heize Tribe. Therefore, Xi wants to take the liberty to ask you to taste this snowflake salt. As long as you say that this salt is fake, then this salt is Fake, from now on, we Tushan will never sell this salt in the Blackpool trading zone."

　　 These words were so loud that people from the surrounding tribes heard them.

　　The expressions of the people in Tushan and Huang Feng changed, and the expressions of the people in the surrounding tribes also changed when they heard the words, and they began to talk a lot. Some of them couldn't help but want to speak, but they were caught by the people next to them.

　　 The leader looked at Ye Xi in amazement when he heard the words, as if he had met Ye Xi again, then said after a moment of silence: "Then I'll try it."

　　 Qishang was overjoyed when he heard Ye Xi let out such words.

　　As long as the leaders say that their salt is fake, then the tribe selling salt in the Blackpool trading zone will still only be Huang Wei. As for Tushan, will he send his own tribe to sell salt...

　　 Hmph, the jungle is fierce, Tushan is a tribe that is weak and has no pets, and they dare not do it often.

　　 But the people in Tushan don’t know, they don’t know how much salt they send every year in order to build a good relationship with Blackpool. For the sake of so much salt, the relationship between the two tribes has always been good.

　　 And Tushan, he didn't have any friendship with Kurosawa. How could Kurosawa speak for them?

　　 Then in the eyes of everyone's expectation, the leader stretched out his index finger and dipped a little salt into his mouth.

　　 The salt melted in his mouth, and the leader's eyelids trembled.

　　 This salt not only looks white and snowy, but also tastes without a hint of astringency. In any respect, it is more than the salt of the Huangfeng tribe.

　　 "This salt..." The leader spoke slowly.

　　 Tushan warriors and people from the Huangfeng tribe held their breath.

"it is true."

　　 All tribesmen who got the answer jumped up happily. They were afraid that the warriors of Blackpool would say that the salt was fake, and Tushan tribe would no longer sell this good and cheap salt.

　　 Everyone in Tushan also breathed a sigh of relief, their heart lowered because of Ye Xi's cruel words.

　　 Amidst the joyous hustle and bustle, only the people of the Huangfeng tribe are like bereaved concubines, standing there with white faces.

　　 Qishang's face is blue and white, clenching his teeth secretly.

　　 What a Kurosawa tribe! He thought that the leader would at least give an ambiguous answer based on his past friendships, but he didn't expect that he would stand on the Tushan tribe's side completely, completely ignoring their Huang Wei's face.

　　 Heize Tribe said that the salt was real, but Huang Wei had just concluded that the salt was fake. This sound must be like a slap on Huang Wei's face, and Huang Wei lost his face!

　　 With so much salt every year, I really fed feces!

　　 The leader secretly glanced at the people of the Huang Feng tribe, with an unobvious apology in his eyes.

　　 According to what the witch disciple just said.

　　 If he had just concluded that the salt was fake, and Tu Shan would never come to the trading area to sell salt according to his promise, wouldn't so many tribes hate the Heize tribe?

　　 He could see that the salt jars held by some tribesmen onlookers were filled with snow-painted snow salt!

　　 Whether this salt is true or not, you will know it as soon as you taste it, and it will definitely spread among the tribes... Although Kurosawa is strong, he can't commit the anger.

　　 Furthermore, Tushan salt is indeed better than Huangfeng salt. If the people in Kurosawa knew that they had rejected this kind of good salt, they might offend others.

　　 After weighing, I can only tell the truth.

　　 Ye Xi stared at the leader's face and suddenly said, "My lord, let's take a step to speak."

　　 The leader glanced at the people of Huang Wei tribe again, nodded with a calm face, and took Ye Xi two steps to a place with less people.

　　 Ye Xi looked at the leader with a smile and complimented: "As expected, he is a soldier of the Blackpool tribe. It is really fair."

　　 The leader blushed, he didn't say that because of justice.

Ye Xi continued to praise: "Thanks to your affirmation just now, the talents of the Huanghu tribe will not continue to harass. I did not expect that the first time I came to the Blackpool tribe, I met good people like you. I believe in the warrior character of the Blackpool tribe. All are as noble as you."

　　 A high hat was put down at the leader's. What the leader wanted to say, watching Ye Xi's sincere eyes, opened his mouth and couldn't tell.

　　 "In order to be grateful for your righteous act just now, we Tushan decided to give you 100 catties of snow salt every year in the future."

　　 The leader doubted his ears and confirmed: "Every year...a hundred catties of snowflake salt?"

　　 Ye Xi nodded: "Yes, originally I didn't expect to do this, but your move just now made me think about it. I think the people of the Blackpool tribe deserve so much salt from us."

　　 The leader's heart jumped. I was just under pressure just now to tell the truth. Because of this, Kurosawa harvested so much salt? One hundred catties of salt every year, this is not inferior salt, but snowflake salt!

　　If the chief and the witch knew about it, they would definitely praise me...

　　 And the captain of the third hunting team has not been determined. With this great achievement, I am afraid that the job of captain is in his pocket.

Thinking about it this way, the leader smiled instantly, his face that had been condensed and stern was like an iceberg instantly turned into spring water. Looking at Ye Xi's expression at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, Ye Xi's expression also became kind: "If you say that, I'm going to replace Kurosawa, thank you for tushan."

　　 "Your Excellency is polite."

　　 The leader smiled and waved his hand: "What is your name, such a birthplace, my name is Zhi. Your age is about the same age as my son, so you might as well call me Uncle."

　　 Ye Xi's eyes curled up, and he was kind: "In this case, Xi is welcome, Uncle Ram."

　　 The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

　　 The two returned between them.

Seeing the two came back, Qishang eagerly stepped forward and walked to the leader, completely ignoring Ye Xi who was standing very close, and whispered: "My lord, I have a few words to tell you. Can you..."

　　苎 raised his hand to stop Qishang from wanting to continue speaking: "No, no need to say."

　　 "My lord!" Qishang looked at Yan in shock. He didn't expect that he would even be rejected for the conversation. You know, just now Yan followed Ye Xi to talk privately!

Ye Xi didn’t look at Qishang, turned her head and said to Rame: “Uncle Rame, when you didn’t come, the people of the Huangfeng tribe wanted to pour blood on our salt because of slander! After I found out, this Huang The warrior wanted to hit me, it was too arrogant!"

　　 Uncle? Qishang hadn't had time to react to this title, but he saw Ramie staring at himself and said coldly: "Oh? Is that true? You want to pour blood into the salt?"

　　 Qishang was stunned: "This, this..."

　　 I didn’t have time to tell, but he listened to a cold snort: "Do you know what rules are for maliciously disrupting the trading area?"

　　 "If it is heavy, it will be killed on the spot, and at light it will be driven out of the trading area."

　　 Qishang's face instantly became white.