Chapter 231: Progress at the Market 2 (1/2)
”Three meters of cloth, exchange it, or do not exchange it that all we can exchange.” Yuan Zhan showed an impatient look.
Tu Hou helped him in a timely manner. ”If you don't want to exchange your eyes, for three meters, I will change you twenty slaves.”
One-eyed man's face was sullen and he scolded him: ”Tu Hou! What do you mean?”
Tu Hou didn't give him a good face, even The Black Mountain Tribe Chief didn't dare to talk to him like this, what is it?
Yuan Zhan saw that Yan Mo had to kneel down and looked at the boy's injury. He reached him and pulled him up. ”Let's go!”
Yan Mo seems to be reluctant.
The young man laid on the ground and tried to turn his head to see who wanted him. Although the other said that he was going to let him test the medicine, and he also saved him, and the other side seemed to be as old as him.
Yan Mo watched the teenager look at him and patted his leg to stand up.
The boy suddenly felt sad, and the boy just looked at his eyes like the way his father did, and he also whispered like his father, so that he should not be afraid.
The dozens of slaves also looked at Yan Mo with expectations in their eyes. They felt that the boy was kinder than the tribe who had chosen them before. They thought that even if they were slaves, and he would be better than a slave. When people look at the place, it is more important that the teenager still wants their priest disciple.
”Wait a minute!”
The One-eyed man was thinking about it or not wanting the three-meter cloth, and he also knows that this price is very cost-effective, even he still has a big bargain. Before Moer Gan also traded people with cloth, twenty healthy male slaves. In exchange for only two short cloths skirts.
”Five meters of cloth, as long as five meters, you can take these people away.”
Yuan Zhan stretched out three fingers and insisted that the three meters us the first middle and last price he is willing to pay.
The one-eyed scorpion took the initiative to drop the price to four and a half meters, and Yuan Zhan still shook his head.
When Yuan Zhan and the one-eyed bargain, Yan Mo noticed that the teenagers who were kneeling on the ground often looked in one direction, but there was no one there, only the goods that the Black Mountain put out.
Yan Mo was curious at the moment and walked in the direction of the teenager.
The one-eyed man looked at corner of the eye and he has been paying attention to Yan Mo's move, and he is very happy to see his interest in the goods belonging to his slaves, which makes him more confident in talking about the price of Yuan Zhan.
The Black Mountain Tribe has a relatively small variety of goods, most of which are bones and fur, and some stone tools that are still exquisitely crafted.
In the pile of stone tools, Yan Mo noticed the round ball at a football size and white in color.
The surface of the earth ball is engraved with some patterns, but the hand touched the past without touching the lines. The stone is smooth and delicate, like a natural round stone with lines.
This is?! Yan Mo is a bit unsure.
If it is the thing he wants, why should he make this shape? Does it have no meaning? Why are the items of the same material not seen around here?
Yan Mo took this question, seemingly casually walked to the boy again, bent over and touched his neck, jokingly asked: ”Is he still alive?” The boy's body moved.
”Hey, I want to ask you a question. Is the thing you looked at that you made yourself, or is it natural?”
The young boy turned to look at Yan Mo.
The person who guards him next to him, being stared at so many people, he was not afraid that Yan Mo will take him away, and seeing that they have not stopped.
Yan Mo squeezed the boy's neck and ”answered me.”
Yuan Zhan picked up his little gesture and suddenly smiled smugly.
The teenager bit his lower lip and his eyes changed. Finally he made up his mind and whispered: ”That is the gift of God.”
”Is it natural?” Yan Mo was a little disappointed.
The boy nodded, his eyes flickered, and he quickly lowered his eyes.
But by the experience years before, Yan Mo was not easily fooled, how can the subtle changes in the young man's expression escape his eyes?
The young man quickly raised his eyes again and pleaded weakly: ”Da Ren, the white round stone is very important to me. Can you trade it from the one-eyed eyes?”
Yan Mo laughed... the boy dared to speak.
”No.” Yan Mo categorically refused, and he wanted the boulder to be only for himself.
The hope in the young boy's eyes became bleak, his head was crouching, and his heart no longer had a little hope.
”Hey, this looks like it won't work?” Yan Mo gently kicked the teenager's leg.
”Reassure, this kid is pretending to be dead, and he is well!” The executioner who had just whipped the teenager stared at Yan Mo and pressed a slave to force him to confess. He suddenly said that he would give the boy a whip.
Yan Mo lifted his hand, grabbed the whip and waved his face, and said coldly: ”What? I have already asked to buy this person, and ifyou kill him will you repay me?”
The little slave moved up and became stronger. Yuan Zhan, who is distracting himself to appreciate his own Priest Da Ren sympathy, suddenly feels a little sympathy for the unlucky one. What is not good, and he is doing something wrong with the slave before the silence, and people are not willing to use the whip.
The man apparently did not expect that this young boy who did not look like a strong man could counter up his whip unarmed, and he was shocked.
Jiu Feng stared at his head and thrilled at the Two Legged Monster with a small wing.
The boy felt a gust of wind blowing his face, his body was blown up and flew backwards, and he immediately screamed, and the big-legged bird fell heavily on the ground.
There was a burst of laughter around.
”Hey!” The laughter also contained a few strange smiles.
The man's face was red and bruised, he grabbed the whip and climbing up to Yan Mo.
Yan Mo's finger flicked, and the man's body flew back, and he suddenly had a lot of white foam appeared in his mouth, then his eyes turned white and fell to the ground, and he fell and stopped breathing.
Yuan Zhan's eyelids jerked.
The One-eyed man wanted look to the other side, but he was blocked by Yuan Zhan. ”Are you sure you want to start?”
The one-eyed eye suddenly burst into laughter. ”Ha ha! Hands-on? What hand? That kid probably has more sleep, and she smoked herself. Four meters, no more, you can give a sentence, can you change it?” After that, and he waved the other people to carry the twitching companion back to the tent.
Yuan Zhan touched his chin, and this one-eyed look is a bit interesting.