Zhang Xiaobao was very happy to have a meal and personally sent Seymotamohe out of the camp.

Seymour Tamahe was not full yet, and he thought a lot of things in his mind, and at the same time he felt that the pressure was too great to bear.

The people who followed him had a good meal, especially the pickles prepared in the camp. Basically, each of them ate at least two plates. Finally, they saw salt that was not expensive and tasted bitter. I guess they could drink water happily before going back to bed.

In the night, while walking back, Seymotamoha was still regretting that he had chosen the wrong person at the beginning and should not be moved by the cannibals. Even if there is an order from the king, it is so far away, and it is nothing to disobey.

I helped the big cannibals, but the benefits were not taken. Now that troubles have come, the king has not given any help, so I don’t believe that there is no news from the king. It seems that it is like I don’t care about more than a hundred people, and the king doesn’t care about this place.

"The bet is too big, I want to destroy my clan." Seymotamohe walked, remembering the last bet he discussed, stopped, looked up at the sky, and said to himself.

The sky was good tonight, with stars twinkling and a half-curved moon.

But Seymour Tamahe always felt very depressed, as if there was a heavy rain. He would order the content of the game, and then both sides would discuss the specific rules to ensure fairness.

But the bet cannot be changed. If the tribe wins, it will be forgiven by the Tang people. In the future, a lot of salt will be given every year, just like what you eat today, without any bitterness, and it will make people feel comfortable to eat.

If you lose, the tribe will follow the Tang people and act together. Hunting, carrying things, digging wild vegetables, and of course, you can get salt. It depends on what the Tang people give you. There will definitely be good rice, and there are other foods you have never seen before.

"King, we're fighting with them." A man who protected Seymotamoha said to Seymotamoha that he didn't know what happened to the king. But he could feel that the king was not happy.

Seymour Tamahe looked at the person who was talking through the light of the stars and the corners of his mouth moved, and the road was filled with a self-deprecating expression, saying, "Fight? Are there more than 3,000 of us? They will not be afraid that we will die in front of them, they will not be ruthless. Go back today and have a good rest, I will find a way."

The team speeded up and returned to their home. The place where Seymour Tamahe lives was pretty good, not a shack. He had a stone house, a courtyard, and the women in the courtyard.

Today he had no intention of favoring women. He knew that he had to think of several good competitions and first beat the Tang people. As for whether the Tang people would be angry after winning, the worst result was to lead the tribe members to act with the Tang people just like they lost.

Duoduo's eating was equally comfortable at night. What made him most happy was that he didn't have to continue to be afraid of Seymour Tamahe. From now on, he would not be bullied. Although the rules were very strict when the Tang people marched and set up camp, they were very good to the people of their own tribe. How could they eat so many good things before?

There are also children who eat candy and are taken care of by Xiao Bei and the others. It is not that they betrayed the tribe, but that the tribe did not regard themselves as tribes at all.

The happy Duoduo ignored his people when Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were drinking tea and joined in the fun. He had never drunk such a thing that was a little bitter and sweet when it came into his mouth.

Zhang Xiaobao is responsible for making tea. He didn't show Kung Fu tea. There was an outsider who couldn't understand Kung Fu tea. Zhang Xiaobao thought that if he explained it from beginning to end, it would be better to have a few words casually.

It’s a teapot filled with tea leaves, washed it, and then poured it into the tea bowl of three people.

Duoduoduo is not afraid of being scalded. He pours over half a bowl and drinks it directly. He looks at Zhang Xiaobao and picks it up and drinks it again. The astringent feeling in his mouth seems very comfortable.

"Put it all over for me, it's always a little bit." Duoduo found that every time Zhang Xiaobao poured tea for himself, there was still a distance in the water in the bowl, and he felt that he would drink less.

Zhang Xiaobao still poured more than half a bowl of Duoduo and explained: "Pour tea is a kind of rude behavior, and it is not convenient to serve the bowl when drinking it. In our Tang Dynasty, we called "Tea full of bullying guests". When you arrive in the Tang Dynasty, you must pay attention. What competition do you think Seymour Tamahe can propose?"

Wang Juan slowly picked up his tea bowl, drank it gently, took two small sips, and then took a big sip. He also thought about how to do it. After all, the other party was the most familiar with local traditions.

Duoduo first thought it was interesting that what Zhang Xiaobao said was not full of water, and then he was stopped. He could not guess what kind of competition the original leader would propose.

It seems that my people have no advantage compared to the Tang people, and they are far inferior to eating and drinking; they are more than hunting? They have guns; they are more than the warriors fighting? The knife that suddenly appeared when Zhang Xiaobao camped at night seemed very powerful.

Shaking his head, Duoduo said embarrassedly: "I don't know either. Maybe... maybe it's because I have the strength to move big stones."

"Oh~!" Zhang Xiaobao nodded and began to think about whether the people on Seymour Tamahe are very strong. Judging by race, daily nutrition and exercise, he finally found that the people on Seymour Tamahe do not have any advantage. There are several strong men in his team, born.

"Don't think about comparing anything, you can continue to talk with rules." Wang Juan was very relaxed and did not look anxious.

"That's right, if they say they move stones, we will add tools to the rules. I don't believe their tools can be better than ours."

Zhang Xiaobao smiled and said, tilted his head to drink the tea in the bowl, and added it to the three of them.

Duoduo thought the things called tea were magical. He had heard others say it before, but had never tasted it. Even the Tang people who saved him did not give him drinks.

He watched Zhang Xiaobao grab a small ball into the pot, and then poured water constantly, and the water flowed out became the smell, so he drank it hard, wanting to see if the small ball could always smell.

With the meal he had eaten before, he finally couldn't drink it anymore. He had to slow down and asked, "Why can this tea always taste?"

"Because this is a good tea. You can make it more than ten times, and now it's only four times. If you drink it for the first time, I advise you not to drink too much, otherwise you will get drunk and then you won't be able to sleep at night."

Only then did Zhang Xiaobao realize why Duoduo stared at the teapot and kept drinking. He wanted to drink the tea leaves without any taste and confirm it with what he guessed in his heart. This is so persistent. The persistent man is very cute. Although he grows black, thin, and short.

Duoduo nodded repeatedly. It turned out that it was not possible to make it all the time, but tea was good. As for why you couldn't sleep, you'll know it at night.

"The leader of Seymour Tamaha had tea before, but he had never given it to me, like a baby. Isn't it as good as your tea?" Duoduo recalled something and took another sip, feeling better. The leader didn't give it to himself before, but now he has also taken it to himself.

Zhang Xiaobao still refilled the water for the other party: "Yes, the one that Seymour Tamahe drinks is black tea. The fermented one, if it is the tea he got twenty years ago, he has been reluctant to drink it. Now it is quite good. We drink green tea, which is fried. Even if he keeps the black tea for twenty years, it is not as valuable as our tea now.

Because no one would come with good black tea, all the good tea was sold in Datang. Anyway, you won’t drink it, so it would be a waste to drink it for you."

Duoduo sighed. He knew that Zhang Xiaobao was telling the truth, but it really hurt people. He wanted to figure out how valuable the tea he drank was, so he asked: "How much salt can I change?"

Zhang Xiaobao was speechless, Wang Juan smiled, do you have to use salt to calculate all the values ​​when measuring them?

"The pot of tea we drink is enough for you 126 people to eat salt for the first half of the year, and count the cost of transporting it."

Zhang Xiaobao still kindly gave a rough data.

Duoduo started rubbing his stomach and said while rubbing, "I can still drink it, soak it all the time, and it won't taste."

"You can drink it tomorrow, we brought a lot of tea." Zhang Xiaobao kindly advised him.

Duoduo said firmly: "Boom."

After thinking about it, he asked again: "If Seymour Tamahe does not cooperate with the great cannibals to fight the Tang Dynasty, will I not be able to meet you?"

Zhang Xiaobao showed a smile on his face, paused for a moment, and said, "You are too close to the Tang Dynasty. You are not using this place very well. It's just that when we meet in that situation, we don't know if we are friends or enemies. Forget it, there is no if."

Duoduoduo understood, it turned out that no matter how Seymour Tamahe chooses, the people of the Tang Dynasty would come after all, just like there are many people in the big tribe, and they always have to occupy small tribes.

"Fortunately you are here now, have tea." Duoduo rubbed his stomach for a while, and felt that he could pour it down again, so he signaled Zhang Xiaobao to pour it for him.

When I woke up early the next day, everyone was very energetic. As for Duoduo's eyes, I washed my face three times with cold water, but I was still confused.

He finally knew why he couldn't drink too much tea. At the end of yesterday, he was drinking alone. Then he felt a little dizzy and returned to his tent. When he was not lying down, his head hurts a little. He wanted to sleep, but when he lay down, he found that he couldn't sleep or had a headache. Later, he didn't know when it was, but he still couldn't sleep.

Thinking about things, thinking about them, I finally fell asleep in a daze, but I felt that as soon as I closed my eyes, someone came to shout for breakfast.

After washing his face three times and drinking a bowl of porridge, Duoduo felt better. He advised Zhang Xiaobao, who had finished breakfast first and was changing a small pot to drink tea, said: "You can't drink too much tea, you will be guilty and you can't sleep."

"Thank you for your reminder, I changed the pot." Zhang Xiaobao thanked Duoduo very seriously.

What's more redder than Duoduo's eyes was that he didn't drink tea when he went back yesterday and had never had a rest. He had no food to eat when he woke up in the morning. After washing up, he simply washed up and brought twenty-five people to the camp of the Tang people.

He was led to see Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan. He smelled the aroma of rice porridge along the way. When he saw Zhang Xiaobao, he smelled the faint fragrance of tea again, and a rumbling sound came from his stomach.

"Chief Seymotamoha, what have you decided to compare?" Zhang Xiaobao asked very kindly, and took a small tea bowl and poured tea for the other party.

Seymour Tamahe nodded and thanked, and then said, "I thought about it, three, three, and two times better."

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Chapter completed!