Chapter 691 (1/2)

”This is the brass handicraft of Xicheng.”

Ye Xidao, sitting on the big leaf flame next door.

In view of the great role that bronze wine pots played in promoting the large and medium-sized tribes to join Xi City last year, he specially prepared some small and exquisite Brass Handicrafts before starting this time. In this way, if he meets other tribes on the way to find a Zhi, he can use these small crafts to show the soft power of Xicheng, and induce them to yearn for Xicheng, so as to attract them to join Xicheng.

Civilization is also a kind of power, and it is different from the combat power and more erosive.

Now what he throws to Qiuzai is a brass little manggu.

Manggu's mold is carved by tribal people. The finished products are lifelike and lifelike. Even the spots are very real.

The frogs live around the lake all year round, and their range of activities is no more than several thousand kilometers. They have never been to the Jiugong tribe, let alone see such exquisite and golden human handicrafts.

The bronze wine pot Qiuzai is willing to give it away, but this brass small mang Gu can never give up.

Qiuzai firmly grasped the brass manggu in his hand, just like a squirrel holding a pine nut. He repeatedly confirmed: ”did you give it to me? Is it for me

Ye Xi snorted and did not speak.

Without waiting for him to hang up Qiuzai's appetite, Qiuzai suddenly ”slips” and with a sound, brass xiaomanggu is sunk into the lake and disappears in the blink of an eye.

”Oh, how did it fall?”

Qiuzai lies on the big leaf flame, looks at the lake, and shouts in shock and sadness.

Ye Xi:

The action will not be too exaggerated.

He couldn't laugh or cry: ”it was given to you, throw what to throw, and, this thing is afraid of water, so it will rust.”

”Is it really for me?”

Qiuzai's face changed like a sudden smile.

He immediately ordered the giant frog nearby to take back the brass manggu, and then dried the things carefully. After touching it left and right for a long time, he hid it in his pocket. He raised his head and asked, ”what do you mean by rusting?”

Ye Xi: ”is the surface will have a layer of dirty things, more difficult to remove.”

”So...”

Qiuzai quickly took out the brass xiaomanggu from his pocket and carefully wiped it all over the water.

When Qiuzai's enthusiasm was over, ye Xi pointed to the big leaf under him and asked, ”what kind of plant are you?”

Xiaomanggu, a brass who had collected Ye Xi, now looked at him with a lot of pleasure. He didn't choke him any more, and he would answer every question: ”well, we call it big leaf flame. The red flowers floating in the water beside us are called flame buds. They have all the year round, but they don't bloom. It's always like this.”

”When it's hot, we all like to sleep on the big leaf flame, but it's comfortable. Unfortunately, it's too cold now. Sleeping on it is to find fault.”

Ye Xi: ”now you live in a cave in the earth?”

There are no mountains in frogman's territory, so there can't be caves. At the same time, he doesn't see stone houses or anything.

Qiu Zai: ”yes.”

He lay prone on the big leaf flame, his arm reached under the leaf, and with a crash of water, he suddenly fished up a black snail the size of an egg!

”Here you are!”

Qiuzai throws the black snail to Ye Xi.