The two of Wen Lie saw his struggle and final determination in their eyes, and they really admire the patriarch of this ocelot tribe. After all, not everyone has the courage to say no in front of the huge temptation.

However, this is not a reason to make Wen Lie "softhearted".

Since he had all fooled people into the same camp, he was so stupid that he didn't take the opportunity to tie the two sides together and establish the alliance relationship.

Wen Lie was sitting on the animal skin, tapping his knee lightly with his index finger, thinking about how to speak.

Rong was awkward with Brother A, but seeing Brother earnestly stated that he would never make a disgusting deal with the Vulture Tribe, so he stopped chasing him.

Hearing such an astonishing truth, this young orc appeared to be more calm than his brother, or perhaps the level of thinking was too shallow, and he could not deeply analyze the impact of the vulture tribe's move on the entire continent. Therefore, he still has In the mood to pay attention to the things next to it.

For example, the sweet fruit in your hand.

Rong held a sweet fruit in one hand and was in a daze. This was given to him and brother by the passionate little priest. He squeezed these two small yellow objects for too long, and the fruit was warmed by the temperature of his palms, and he was lucky enough to survive until now.

He really didn't like to eat something that had no meaty taste. Every time he went to the Wuxiang tribe, he was most annoyed by the Luo beast pretending to be stupid and gave him a bunch of "precious" fruits and grass to eat.

He was in a daze, so he listened to the little priest on the opposite side, slowly, like a white-haired beast that just woke up, but he suddenly hung his heart high, "If you want to change the cooked meat, our tribe There are a lot of people who can cook cooked meat, and we even gave a little bit of it..."

Rong suddenly nodded desperately, he knew that he had eaten it.

"How do you change?" Dan escaped from the huge stimulus, heard the conversation between the two, and asked in order to meet the topic.

Wen Lie shook his head, "We don't want meat, we just need to borrow some of you to do some hard work. After this, no matter how things are done, we will give you 100 catties of cooked meat from an orc."

With a hum, Tan and Rong had ringing in their ears. Later, they felt that they had a hearing loss and made a mistake, so they asked: "How many catties is an orc?"

"One hundred catties."

Dan and Rong: "...".

They thought that this little priest could not count, right?

Miao sneered on the stake, saying that he could not count, he recognized, and even his non-orcs dared to doubt it.

Fortunately, he didn't know how much meat one hundred is, so he didn't feel distressed at this time, and said impatiently to humanity: "Can you change it? Anyway, you also want to use people to hunt. Now it's not just right to change meat without hunting?"

That's right. Dan and Rong made sure about it. After they finally figured out that the other party had made a mistake, they were a little hesitant. Dan asked, "Can I ask them to do some heavy work?"

"The pack man."

...

After discussing some details with Wen Lie, Dan and Rong left with joy, because they heard that Wen Lie and the others would stay here for a few days, so they decided to wait a while and go back together with others, so that they could go to the tribe. Exchange salt and cash out animal meat for human flesh.

Although they didn't understand, the other party wanted their clansmen to carry someone, and they actually needed a hundred orcs, and they had to wait in the designated small forest outside.

But if there is meat, the boss is the boss. The two of them are holding the full barbecue in their arms, which was given to them by the orcs outside the tent. They "accidentally" stayed there and ate "a little". Now they are not very hungry. You can take it home and eat it slowly!

As soon as Dan and Rong left their front feet, a group of orcs from the Niugu tribe came to the door on their back feet. It happened that they were catching up with the people in Wencheng to send off Dan and Rong. They learned from the patriarch that they would destroy the vulture tribe dog tomorrow. After the nest and the ocelot tribe helped the pack man, it was time for the meat to be eaten officially after the roast.

But in fact, it is not a coincidence that they smelled the scent nearby, and then they had planned to say goodbye to others the next morning and moved forward to tonight.

They are close to the tent where the people in Wencheng are located, but each tribe and each tribe are separated by distance and simple trees, so they don't know anything about what the Dan brothers sneaked up.

After eating the delicious barbecue again, the Niugu Orcs were naturally praised for a while, but they had something in their hearts, so they were not so happy to eat. Specifically, they happily finished the barbecue and sat on the fire. After eating the sweet fruit that Wen Lie gave them, he began to sigh and frown.

Man seems to like to hold the root grass in his mouth at any time. When he speaks, the curly-pointed grass of the leaves trembles under the collision of his lips. The lively beating is obviously in contrast with the serious face on the owner's face, sigh After he was finished, he patted Yu on the shoulder and said gravely: "Brother, we are going now, you guys take care."

Yu was confused, "Are you sick?"

Sickness is a terrifying word for the orcs, and disease means that there is a great danger to their lives.

But this is not a big problem, Xi thought, they are the masters of this.

Seeing that the Niugu orcs bravely stood with them to fight against the Sirius tribe, he would beg the Great Witch and ask the other party to treat this guy.

Man was also confused, "I'm not sick, just come to tell you that we will return to the tribe tomorrow."

He put his arms around the shoulders of the fowl, and said angrily and sadly: "We can't afford to change the salt this year. Fortunately, there is still some left in the tribe. After the warm season has passed, we will go to the northern tribe to take a look."

But to say that the climate in the north is extremely bad, and the tribes are very rare. There are rumors that there are salt tribes there, but they have not seen it with their own eyes. I really want to go there to change the salt, just look for the salt tribe. A lot of manpower will be wasted.

And for small tribes, manpower is the most expensive.

When the orcs of the Niugu tribe thought of this, even the barbecue they had just eaten didn't seem so fragrant.

He understood the words and gave a blank look, but when he heard it, his eyes began to roll around. After following the big witch for so long, a few clever orcs learned along the way. Although the flicker skills could not be full, they barely passed the pass. Now, the number is good, and he thinks he has the "business acumen" that Dawu said, so he pays extra attention to studying.

At this time, he walked slowly back to his tent and took out the portion of the salt that he had allocated for his back, full of six animal skin bags, and signaled people to come to the corner he chose.

Several Niugu orcs followed him into the corner, black eyes filled with curiosity, and followed him like a calf.

He sat on the animal skin bag and patted it twice, curling red hair on his head and jumping wildly with his movements, pretending to be heartbroken, and said, "This salt is my own. I originally brought it. I exchanged things with people, but I didn’t find the things I wanted to exchange. I can exchange them for you in a more cost-effective way."

Several Niugu orcs surrounding him: "..."

They turned around and continued to eat meat. It was the last meal. If they could eat more, they should eat more. It will be good tomorrow.

Man didn’t believe it, but he was not as cruel and ruthless as his own people. At any rate, he didn’t abandon the falcons. He did the same, sat down on an animal skin bag, took two shots, and curiously said, "You are inside. What's up?"

Why does it sound like real salt's voice? Is that loose soil by the river?

He was so angry that he held the barbecue in his hand and threw a row of indifferent backs in front of him, but he did not expect that it was the barbecue that beat the orcs. There was no return. Several orcs laughed and took the barbecue, and ate it clean in front of the ko.

Yu: "...you don't want to change a grain of salt from Lao Tzu in the future!"

He knocked off Man’s hand, opened the animal skin bag, hungry, and said, “Man, good brother, I will change it for you! You can find someone to help me fight. It’s much easier than hunting. I’ll give you a person. Change half a bag! Can't you?"

Quite dumbfounded, dumbfounded, the green grass in his mouth trembles, shakes out a string of serial water, drips down the grass stem, the silver wire stretches old and long, "You, you... this, salt... really. of?!"

The beast **** is on top, he really has salt, or white salt! ! !

He couldn't see it, and rescued the pitiful grass, put his index finger on the white salt and wiped his tongue, "You don't believe me! Salty?"

The tongue hasn't been straightened, "Salty, salty..."

People with big hearts are good, and they return to their minds very quickly. They never thought of asking where so much white salt came from. The wind ran to the clansmen who were playing around by the river in the distance, "If there is salt, there will be salt. Come back for me to change the salt!!"

In the end, Yu exchanged his six bags of salt for fifteen orcs back, and the other three were very grateful to him and insisted that he accept them, saying that he only accepted such a little bit of orcs and exchanged them for white salt. What a good brother!

When the good brother waited for the Niugu Orcs who had taken the white salt to touch and touch the animal skin bag, and acted like molesting non-orcs, he rushed into the great witch’s tent, “Great Witch, Great Witch! I found fifteen more orcs. , Can help fight, as long as ten bags of salt!"

He is so obvious in his invitation for credit. How can Wen Lie refute his enthusiasm. He is working with Miao to sort out the things he will use tomorrow, and he has no time to pay attention to the small troubles outside. The salt exchange is also explained. So don't worry about the Niugu Orcs leaving.

"what do you want?"

Yu rubbed his hands and chuckled, he was a little embarrassed, "Then what, can you put me in the pile that saves the non-orcs tomorrow? I'll use five bags of salt for it!"

Miao was a little surprised, "Where did you get the salt?" Their salt is public, and strictly speaking, they cannot exercise the right of distribution.

He didn't say anything with a smile.

Wen Lie thought of something, not smiling, but still agreed, and said: "If you can keep them all today, I will give you the priority of five non-orcs."

The left and right are also negotiating with people to exchange salt to keep people, they don't have time now, let these guys go around.

Yu was so excited that he screamed and rushed out of the tent before the sound floated from behind his ears, "Then I want five beautiful ones!"

This night, the hearts of the Niugu orcs wandered in the river of gratitude. They blossomed in the salt handed over by the fowls. They were shocked, envious, grateful, and guilty. They held the white salt they bought for a day and left behind. Tears of happiness.

Brothers!