Primitive Once Again

You are here for your husband, not for the food, don't be picky about the taste! "Sita reminded her solemnly, and Nuza obediently shut her mouth.

However, it seems that cows are not patient enough, and it would be bad if they were crushed to death one day..." Although she told Nazha to keep her mouth shut, Sita herself was actually a little worried.

Meng Jiuzhao: Hearing this cruel dialogue, is there any kind of swollen feet that these females would never want to marry in this life?

Haru saw the figures of the Vash tribe from a distance, just like Nazha and the others who had already smelled the smell of the cinnamon tribe. Although they are herbivorous people, their sense of smell is not developed, but the members of the cinnamon tribe Still instinctively felt the danger of this group of people.

It doesn't matter, we have so many horn sheep and horn sheep, each of which is better than us, they won't let go of the horn sheep and horn sheep and eat us first. "Halu comforted everyone, his words were very reasonable, so the members of the cinnamon tribe successfully persuaded them, and everyone slowly marched to the female of the Wa Shi tribe.

Due to the rupture of the plate, the inhabitants of the cold continent drifted slowly and firmly to this grassland between the temperate zone and the subtropical zone in seven years. This is the historic first meeting of the aborigines of the two plate continents!

Too bad everyone didn't realize it.

Cinnamon Tribe: Isn't that tribe in the north the territory of the Snow Deer? Why are there now a group of carnivores, uh—have all the Snow Deer Clan been eaten up?

Vash Tribe: Strange, isn't there only a herd of horned cattle to the south of the tribe? Could it be that the herd of horned cattle later evolved into humans? Oops - these people don't remember us, do they?

Everyone was eerily silent.

Sensing the nervousness of the cinnamon tribe, Sita felt compelled to say something. She carefully looked at the males of the strange tribe in front of her. Although they were not very outstanding in appearance, they were still handsome enough. The key was that they had developed enough muscles. Sita, who was a little satisfied, decided to throw an olive branch to each other.

At a glance, she noticed a group of calves surrounded by the cinnamon tribe. Each horned ox was wearing a small clothes made of grass. This must be the other's cub, right? Chatting from a pup is a quick way to bring people closer together! So, Sita began to close the distance between the two sides, your calf is really cute. ' said Sita.

In addition to complimenting the cubs for their cuteness, they also compliment the other party's work ability moderately, so Sita turned his attention to the few unclothed calves behind them. You raised them so well that they looked delicious. "

I have to mention here: learning from Haru’s experience, the Cinnamon tribes are now accustomed to dressing captive livestock to prevent accidental catches. As for those without clothes, they are the real cubs of the tribe.

So, the cinnamon tribe was deeply silent: what does it mean to praise the cuteness of our cattle? What does it mean to say that our cubs are delicious?

Meng Jiuzhao: =mouth=! ! !

I just feel that it is absolutely necessary for you, Sita, to not marry! Every compliment hits the opponent's thunder point perfectly! The real warrior does not explain!

Still not aware of anything wrong with his praise, Sita felt the need to further demonstrate his strengths.

Sita tried her best to think about her strengths, uh... There are too many things like advantages, but if you want to say the most significant advantage...is the power?

So, in order to further demonstrate his strength, Sita turned into a prototype, and then lightly used his nose to "put the other's cub" on his back, and then walked away.

Cinnamon Tribe: Is this a blatant robbery?

She just kindly wants to help you carry things! "Just when the cinnamon tribe panicked and didn't know what to do, Meng Jiuzhao had to jump out to stabilize the army.

Meng Jiuzhao's appearance looked like a cub, and his safe and harmless appearance made the frightened herbivore immediately let down his guard.

It turned out that he was just kind enough to help us carry things! "

Re-examining the West Tower who was striding in front of him with livestock on his back, a resident of the cinnamon continent couldn't help but sighed to Meng Jiuzhao, the males of your tribe are really mighty and majestic! "

Immediately afterwards, many people asked about the family situation of these males, and everyone said that there were many budding girls in the tribe, and they could consider marrying them.

Hearing these words, Meng Jiuzhao completely affirmed one thing, that is: the females in his tribe should, definitely, probably never get married...

In the end, it was Blake and Bai who came over and took Meng Jiuzhao out of the matchmaker club of the cinnamon tribe. The appearance of the two kantas suddenly blinded all the eyes of the males of the cinnamon tribe, making it clear that the two were male and had already given birth to a baby. After that, they were still willing to be closer to the beauty, so Meng Jiuzhao, who was held in Black's arms, was able to walk and chat all the way, and by the way, he learned a lot from the other party's gossip.

for example--

You said that the price you gave the Dongshan tribe was seven horned sheep for a salt stone. "Being held in his arms by his father, Meng Jiuzhao began to point out the country. After talking about one person, he pointed to another person, and the price you get is a nine-headed horn sheep for a salt stone."

The price of the first person is obviously better,

You can get more salt stone with less horned sheep, in this case why not do all the jiāo exchange by the first person? Don't you inform each other about the price before changing? Price comparison is the first step in exchange! "

Also—the way you pull the horned sheep to ask Yanshi to change the price one by one is unreasonable, and it is tiring and easy to lower the price, why don’t you set up a stall? Put all the things you are willing to exchange there, and let others ask you the price? Don't rush to change when you say hello, wait a while and see if there are better conditions..."

Being held in his arms by his father, Meng Jiuzhao's serious expression didn't quite match his posture, but the members of the cinnamon tribe were already shocked by what he said!

Everyone said that they have opened the door to a new world!

This cub is so smart! What is your original form? "Many people asked this question while feeling emotional.

Meng Jiuzhao didn't say a word: It's not that I'm too smart, it's just that you guys are too stupid—

Meng Jiuzhao felt that he was right to come here. Before he appeared, this group of guys didn't know how many times they had been slaughtered, and they didn't know the old saying on the earth, "slaughter the fat sheep", will it also appear in this world because of this.

Hearing this question, Bai, who had been listening carefully to the chat with the baby and others, finally had a chance to interject.

Our baby is Cantas! "

ah? What is Kantas? The new term fooled the cinnamon tribesmen.

Both babies are strong and smart Kantas! "Bai continued to stinky fart, and while talking, he held the paw of Louie, who was being held by him. Louie, the size of a small ostrich, was no longer willing to be held in his father's arms, but he couldn't see the baby when he walked on the ground, so he qiáng Lily asked to jump into Dad's arms, just to keep line of sight with the baby.

Oh...it turns out to be jī..."

jī can also become human! "

It turns out that jī is so smart, I don’t know if eating more jī will make you smarter in the future…”

Hearing everyone's sudden realization, Meng Jiuzhao QAQ.

motherfucker-

That's how it was turned into jī, you idiots who didn't know anything! It's Kantas, not jī ← Unconsciously, Meng Jiuzhao seems to have become accustomed to calling himself Kantas~

Without the hindrance of livestock, both herbivorous and carnivorous shòu people are actually quite fast, so when the two tribes rushed to the gathering place, there were still many vacant places.

So many animals!

All kinds of animals!

It's like a zoo - Meng Jiuzhao was dumbfounded.

The mammoth of Sita's prototype has attracted everyone's attention. Mammoths are a unique category in the cold zone. Sita's huge stature obviously shocked others!

Ignoring other people's eyes, Sita began to unload." After putting all the calves on the ground, as Meng Jiuzhao had introduced before, she turned into a humanoid and started to set up a stall.

The goods Sita brought were meat gān made from carats.

The meat gān made by Carat is really unpalatable. It has been stored for three years without breaking. The members of the Vash tribe have come here in hard times and are resolutely reluctant to throw them away. So after knowing that Sita was coming to participate in the rally, everyone made a unified decision. Take the carat meat and come out and exchange it.

Anything can be exchanged for jiāo, and there is nothing that can be worse than carat meat gān anyway.

Chapter 72 Carat meat

Carat's meat is there, just like a corpse on display! Each piece of meat is a complete animal corpse, and their empty eye sockets and shriveled black skin exude a grievance and... odor that seems to come from hell.

As a snake, Carat lacks powerful claws to divide the prey. The best way he can think of is to use brute force to divide the prey. It's not delicious, it's hard to adjust the mouth, and Krasso doesn't distinguish between the two.

The raw materials of meat gān are the most abundant prey around the Vash tribe - horned cattle, and the head of a carcharodontosaur.

This carcharodontosaur is said to be the prey of Black and White. When Black and the others dragged its body back two years ago, the whole tribe ate it desperately for two months before removing the small meat mountain from its tail. After eating the neck, when everyone wanted to vomit, there was still one head left. Finally, Kela Gān Crisp boiled the remaining faucet head, and dried it in the same way as meat gān.

Until now, Sita still feels a little nauseous when she sees this head. So she randomly threw the head to the far corner.

This is the tragic life of a poor carcharodontosaur who strayed into the mammalian world.

Cough cough! Digressing, now let's go back to the Vash tribe's little stall.

As soon as Carat's meat was put out, the people who were still watching all fled with a hula! ! !