The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe shook her head, throwing away some bad premonitions in her heart, then clasped her arms in front of her chest, raised her head as high as she could, and looked sideways at Han Cheng, who was squatting on the ground, carefully taking out his backpack as if he was taking something out, without saying a word.

Next to her stood the leader of the Red Tiger tribe, his expression and actions were similar, I didn't say anything, just quietly watched you perform to your heart's content.

The two of them have enough confidence to withstand the threat of the things created by the Son of God of the Qingque tribe.

Han Dashenzi, who was squatting on the ground and performing wholeheartedly, did not see such behavior.

But even if he saw it, according to Han Dashenzi's personality, he would not care too much.

Because Han Dashenzi has full confidence in what he carries and the means of exchange!

As they 'quietly watched the show', Han Cheng opened his backpack and took out a more sophisticated box.

Then, Han Cheng stopped unpacking.

He started looking at his hands non-stop.

This was not because he wanted to create something mysterious, but because he suddenly discovered that his hands were stained with black ash without him knowing when.

Han Cheng looked at the black ash on his hands, then raised his head and glanced at the hands of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe and others, and found the black hands of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe who was holding his hands in front of his chest.

At that moment, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

How long has it been since you washed your hands?!

Just shaking hands can dye your hands like this? !

Thinking back to some of the life habits of the third brother that were known to later generations, Han Cheng felt sick.

It seemed that there was some strange smell in the entire nose, which was constantly emitting fragrance.

This made Han Cheng hold his breath involuntarily. His disgust became so strong that he even thought about cutting off his own hand...

Of course, Han Cheng was just imagining something like cutting off his hands and would not actually do it.

Doing such a thing in front of the people of the Red Tiger Tribe would undoubtedly make the disgust too obvious.

It made the people of the Red Tiger Tribe feel embarrassed.

Especially, it will make those people who have shaken hands with you feel extremely uncomfortable.

Han Cheng, who was afraid of pain and didn't want to lose his hands, came up with a serious reason and thought randomly.

Then he took down the water gourd hanging from his waist, asked Xiong Youer to open the lid, took it in his hand, tilted it down, and watered his hands...

Fortunately, the leader of the Red Tiger tribe, who was standing there with his hands folded and watching the show, had no idea what Han Dashenzi was thinking before.

If you knew, you would definitely not be able to help but roar loudly at that shameless person.

Are you afraid of embarrassing others?

Is there anyone who is afraid of embarrassment as you are? !

How can there be such shameless people in this world!

Han Dashenzi washed his hands carefully.

Even though the black ash obtained through shaking hands was just some loose dust and not sticky enough, it could be cleaned by just rinsing it with water and scrubbing it a little, he still washed it very carefully.

He also took out a soap that was gentle on little hands and washed his hands carefully.

After scrubbing it carefully, rinsing it with water and wiping my hands clean, my mood became wonderful again.

The Red Tiger tribe witch and the leader of the tribe, who were waiting to watch Han Cheng's quiet performance, were confused for a moment when they saw this scene and could not help but look at each other.

Obviously, the two of them did not understand what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the God's Son of the Green Bird Tribe.

After a while, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe stared at Han Cheng's hands, which had obviously become whiter and cleaner, and then looked at the white thing that produced some white bubbles when applied to the hands, and she showed a thoughtful expression.

This stuff should be very good for washing hands.

Could it be that the people of the Qingque tribe want to exchange things like this with me and others this time?

She thought so, but Han Cheng had no intention of selling soap at all.

He stretched out his washed hands and opened the layers of packaging.

As the packaging was opened layer by layer, the box, which originally looked bigger than the last box that held the porcelain bowls, began to shrink significantly.

In the end, it was about the size of a person's palm.

But even so, it was wrapped in a layer of red, which looked very exquisite, but which their Red Tiger Tribe did not have.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Red Tiger Tribe couldn't help but twitch their faces.

The witch and the chief of the Red Tiger tribe, who had already made up their minds not to exchange anything from the Green Bird tribe, raised their heads and clasped their hands even tighter when they saw this.

That look, that posture, is as proud as it can be, as confident as it can be!

Han Cheng did not see this expression, but the people from the Qingque tribe did.

The people of the Green Bird Tribe already knew what the Son of God was going to do and what was in the backpacks behind them. When they watched their performance, they didn't know why they couldn't help but laugh.

Fortunately, although they had not received any professional training, they all had good self-control and did not laugh out loud when they saw such a scene.

In such an atmosphere, Han Cheng carefully unwrapped the last layer of packaging.

The red cloth was lifted, and a fist-sized, white and smooth object appeared in his hand.

This is a little porcelain tiger, the kind that lies on the ground obediently and motionlessly.

This was created by Han Cheng when he was in the main tribe of the Green Bird Tribe and asked Heiwa to shape and fire it. It was one of Han Cheng's powerful weapons to deal with the Red Tiger Tribe.

It can be seen that after this thing appeared, the people of the Qingque tribe were shocked.

The witch of the Red Tiger tribe squinted her eyes and looked down at Han Cheng's quiet performance, and couldn't help but snorted in her heart.

Is such a small thing worthy of such solemnity?

Is it worth being so rare?

This kind of thing is far inferior to my big, round, sacred bowl!

Thinking this in her mind, she glanced away.

Inadvertently, he saw that the expressions of the people in the Qingque tribe changed significantly after they saw Han Cheng take out the white thing.

The disdain in my heart became even stronger.

Is such a thing worthy of such serious treatment?

I really haven't seen the world at all!

At this moment, the pride in the heart of the Red Tiger Tribe witch became more and more inflated to the extreme.

“@#￥#…”

When the witch of the Red Tiger tribe turned her head to the side and her heart was swelling to the extreme, she suddenly heard such an exclamation coming from beside her.

From the sound, it was the leader standing nearby.

After hearing who was speaking and understanding what that person meant, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe was immediately filled with displeasure!

We had already agreed before that no matter what, we would not spend a lot of money to exchange anything from the Qingque tribe. How come such a short time has passed and you have already betrayed us? !

Look at how you look like you have never seen the world!

The son of God from the Qingque tribe only took out a small thing, no matter how good it is, it can't compare to the big porcelain bowl of our tribe, why is he so upset, don't you know what is truly precious? !

The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe was full of disgust at this moment. She was really disappointed with the leader of her tribe!

I had the urge to lift up his clothes and kick him hard twice.

Amidst all the complaints, the witch from the Red Tiger Tribe turned her head back.

He first looked at the leader of his tribe with disdain, and then he looked at the thing that the Son of God of the Green Bird tribe took out.

The look of disdain and contempt in his eyes did not change.

She looked at the white porcelain in Han Cheng's palm with disdain, and snorted in her heart with pride.

After looking at it twice more, the look of disgust in the eyes of the Red Tiger Tribe witch quickly disappeared, and was replaced by full shock and disbelief.

At this moment, she immediately forgot about how she just disliked the leader of her tribe, or she didn't care to think about it at all!

The Red Tiger tribe witch, who had just been complaining about her tribal leader not being calm enough and having never seen the world, behaved even more exaggeratedly and unworldly than her tribal leader.

After her eyes widened for a while, her feet walked towards Han Cheng uncontrollably.

To be precise, he was walking towards the white porcelain tiger in Han Cheng's hand.

During this process, she also struggled, and he also thought about not going there.

But she really couldn't control her feet!

It was as if her feet were no longer her own.

Just like that, she was brought to Han Cheng by her uncontrolled feet. With a pair of eyes full of amazement, she stared at the porcelain tiger in Han Cheng's palm...

"@#￥￥4!"

Encouraged by Han Cheng's eyes, the Red Tiger Tribe witch finally came up, held the porcelain tiger in her hands, and looked at it carefully for a long time. Finally, she couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh.

This is the perfect incarnation of the god of our tribe!

It is the most perfect image of God in my mind!

Although the image of the god in their tribe is red, this does not prevent her from having such thoughts at this moment!

In the face of beauty, everything else is nothing!

Not to mention just changing the color of the god of his tribe from a red tiger to a white tiger, even if he directly changed the image of the god, it wouldn't matter much!

The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe came over at some point, half-knelt on the ground, as if he was taking a shit, stretched his neck, and looked with amazement and fascination at the porcelain tiger held in the palm of the witch of his tribe.

At this moment, in his eyes, this porcelain tiger was simply the incarnation of the god of his tribe!

In front of the porcelain tiger that Han Cheng took out, the two giants of the Red Tiger Tribe, who had been extremely determined before, became completely defenseless!

Once again, with his actual actions, he perfectly explained to people what the law of true fragrance is!

Han Cheng, who was standing aside, looked at the two people with joy in his heart and a smile on his face as if he was about to catch his prey.

Even though he pretends to be calm, one can always sense the excitement of a fox about to steal a chicken.

"@#￥…%*…"

As Han Cheng waited patiently, the Red Tiger Tribe witch, who had been looking at the porcelain tiger in her hand carefully, with admiration and fascination for a long time, finally spoke again.

This time's opening was different from the previous one, which was full of admiration.

This time she squatted on the ground and watched Han Cheng open his mouth.

While saying these words, the expression on his face became very nervous, and he retracted his hand that was holding the porcelain tiger in front of him, as if he was hiding something.

There was no need for Mao to translate, Han Cheng could understand what the witch of the Red Tiger tribe meant just now!

He just wanted the little porcelain tiger that he brought here.

As a person who came from the future and has seen many ways of doing business, he naturally knows what to do at this time in order to sell the goods in his hands at a high price and maximize his profits!

So he, who originally had a smile on his face, did not even need Mao, the first translator of the tribe, to say anything. He immediately put away the smile on his face, and his expression turned from sunny to cloudy in almost the blink of an eye.

Such a scene made the Red Tiger Tribe priestess who was looking at him expectantly become extremely panicked and at a loss.

"This thing is also extremely precious in our tribe. Since our two tribes know each other and are very friendly, I wanted to give it to you so that you can see this precious treasure together. Now you actually want it..."

Han Dashenzi said with a righteous look on his face.

This approach is to retreat in order to advance.

Han Cheng has used this tactic many times.

But as the saying goes, one trick is enough to conquer the world. This trick can still be used today and is very useful, so Han Cheng doesn't mind using it again.

The people of the Qingque tribe who were standing nearby were completely stunned after hearing what their Son of God said.

Son of God, you didn’t say this before!

Why did it become different at this time?

Fortunately, Han Cheng had made some explanations before arriving at the Red Tiger Tribe, telling everyone not to be surprised by anything they saw in the Red Tiger Tribe.

Otherwise, at this time, some similar situations like mistakes might occur.

Mao, who was standing aside, was a little worried that after the Son of God said such words, the people of the Red Tiger Tribe would no longer exchange food for this thing from their tribe.

But the Son of God had said so, so he still wanted to convey this meaning to them truthfully...