The tribal chief plucked the chilies one by one, then crushed them in his palm and sprinkled them on one of the roasted whole cattle.
Then, he took out a bone knife from his embrace, carefully cut off some beef, and handed it to Fang Er.
"Friend, taste it, it's delicious~"
Fang Er already felt his mouth salivating uncontrollably. These were chilies from their native place!
As soon as the chief was rubbing them, he had already smelled the pungent spiciness.
He took the beef and tried a bite.
The fiery sensation shot straight to the crown of his head. This taste could be called outrageously spicy!
His scalp tingled, his eyes blinked wildly, large beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, and his face instantly turned red.
"Hiss~~"
"Satisfying!"
"Damn, so satisfying!"
He took out a bottle of Leibi from his pocket and chugged it down.
After a burp, he gave the tribal chief a thumbs up.
"Hahahaha, friend, you are a true friend!" The chief excitedly threw away his walking stick and rushed to hug Fang Er.
Those who could eat spicy food were friends!
Wang Xuance and Zhuzi exchanged glances, walked over curiously, and took a slice of beef to put in their mouths.
As soon as the beef entered their mouths, they rushed to Fang Er's side in a panic.
"Your Highness, water, water~"
"Hiss~~ ha~~"
"Spicy, so spicy, it's killing me!"
"Hahahaha~~" Fang Er was amused by this and handed over a case of Lao Wang Ji.
The natives, seeing the red box and his ability to produce things out of thin air, were stunned on the spot!
What a beautiful box!
What a magical method!
"Pop!"
Fang Er opened a can and handed it to the chief: "Friend, try it~"
The chief took it and tasted it, following the example of Zhuzi and the others.
His two triangular eyes immediately narrowed, and his face was filled with a look of satisfaction.
So cool~~
Sweet!
So sweet that he felt almost drunk!
After a long while, the chief opened his eyes, walked towards his tribesmen, pulled out a young girl, and, without a word, pushed her into Fang Er's arms.
"Friend, she's for you!"
Fang Er was stunned and quickly refused: "No, friend, I can't accept this~"
The chief immediately put on a stern face: "No, friend, you must accept this!"
Fang Er: ..........
Zhang Tian chuckled from the side: "Your Highness, take her, it can promote friendship between the two tribes~"
"Exactly, look at her, so big, how did she grow like this?" Xue Rengui also joined in the teasing.
"Pop!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xuance slapped him on the forehead: "Is that something you can look at?"
Xue Rengui looked innocent. The girl's upper body was bare, is that my fault?
Looking at the native girl, who was only wearing a grass skirt, Fang Er felt extremely awkward.
However, the girl walked over generously, took his hand, and said cheerfully.
"Friend~ You are the friend of Balaba, from now on, I, Aisi Oudi Mi, belong to you~"
"Tonight, please cherish me well~"
Seeing that he had not reacted, the chief's expression gradually changed from anticipation to disappointment, and finally, his eyes were filled with fear.
Fang Er inadvertently saw the change in his expression and immediately understood something.
He was worried that he would do something detrimental to the village!
So, he put his arm around the girl and smiled at the chief.
"Hahahaha, friend, thank you, Balaba's woman, I like her very much~"
The chief immediately became overjoyed and said to the other natives: "Bring out all our good things, and don't mistreat our friend!"
"Oh~ Oh~ Oh!"
"A Li A Li A Li~"
The natives immediately let out excited shouts, turning and rushing into their thatched huts to retrieve a pile of things Fang Er didn't recognize.
There were food and drinks.
Then, these natives began to sing and dance around the bonfire, extremely happy.
"Aisi Oudi Mi, how old are you?"
On the haystack, Fang Er asked the native girl in his arms.
Her name, he could only say, was taken too casually!
Aisi Oudi Mi was a bit stunned: "What do you mean, how old?"
"Oh, I mean, how old are you?" Fang Er explained.
As a result, Aisi Oudi Mi asked him back again: "What does 'how old' mean?"
Fang Er was instantly defeated and quickly waved his hand: "Okay, that's not important, but your name is a bit long, how about I give you a new name?"
Aisi Oudi Mi immediately became excited: "Okay!"
"How about, from now on, I'll call you Dabao!" Fang Er said with a look of deep thought.
Aisi Oudi Mi broke free from his embrace and ran towards the natives.
"From now on, my name is Dabao, the name my man just gave me~"
Fang Er was dumbfounded. What in the world was this?
Just now she called him friend, and after changing her name, she called him her man?
He didn't know that here, only a man could give a woman a new name!
Shaking his head helplessly, he asked Zhuzi to call the chief over.
In front of everyone, he waved his hand and took out a tunnel device.
"Friend, have you ever seen anything like this?"
He pointed at the device and asked the chief.
This was the main purpose of his trip. He couldn't miss any glimmer of hope.
The chief was stunned for a moment, then repeatedly shook his head: "No, we haven't seen anything like this around the tribe."
"However, if you want to find something like this, I can ask people in nearby tribes."
The roasted beef and Lao Wang Ji had conquered his stomach. With Dabao as a bridge, he no longer suspected that Fang Er would harm the tribe, so he spoke very readily.
Fang Er was overjoyed and took out a pile of supplies from his spatial storage.
Fearing they wouldn't recognize it, he took out an outfit and personally helped the chief put it on, then tore open a packet of Weilong and gestured for him to try it.
"Come, friend, as long as you can send people to help me find this, all of these things will be yours!"
The chief looked at the pile of colorful supplies, chewing the fragrant spicy strips, and was in a daze for a long time before coming to his senses.
"Friend, don't worry, I will send out all the warriors of the tribe!"
"We will definitely find this for you!"
He didn't know what the round object with a stick stuck in it was, but to him, what it was did not matter as much as the supplies in front of him!
After speaking, he got up and walked towards his tribesmen.
"Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, gently place it behind the children, don't tell them~"
"I am a painter, painting a strong collar~"
"Crabs grab eight, with sharp tips at both ends, so big~"
After his rambling lecture, the natives all walked towards Fang Er and looked at the device.
Fang Er quickly took out a pile of pre-prepared photos from his pocket and handed them over.
"Friends, give this to other tribes."
"Tell them that if they can find this, I will give them many treasures!"
"Like those things!"
He pointed to the T-shirt the chief was wearing and the pile of supplies.
The natives were ecstatic. To them, these were priceless treasures. Didn't the chief look much more imposing after putting on the T-shirt?
It was just that the crooked drawings on the clothes, they didn't know what they were~
Zhuzi also curiously approached Fang Er: "Your Highness, the fCuk printed on it..."
"You wouldn't want to know," Fang Er replied softly without turning his head, looking at the excited natives.
The whole cow on the grill was cooked to perfection. After a big meal, the men of the tribe took the photos given by Fang Er and left one after another, asking other tribes about the news of the tunnel device.