Huang Yueying was sitting on the main seat, her figure was weak, and she was very different from the other barbarians.

On both sides, Huo Jun and Huang Wu stood with swords and armor.

In today's muggy and hot weather, it is very difficult to do this...

"Gao Yunling, were you defeated by such a chicken-like Han Chinese?" Beside Gao Yunling, a bearded man mocked in barbarian language.

"Yes, you Gao clan are getting weaker and weaker, why not merge into our clan." Someone else said with a smile.

Gao Yunling snorted and did not answer.

The Lingyang Gao Clan is much stronger than these two tribes. Even if they failed in this expedition, their confidence is still there.

"Brother Chen, so you were defeated by such a kid?"

Seeing Huang Yueying sitting on the main seat of the barbarian leader, they all started talking.

They barbarians rely on their strength to speak for themselves.

When the barbarian leaders saw this, they were shocked, and the guards also drew their weapons.

Although the Han people are not physically strong, they are far superior to them in wisdom.

"Yes, he mines rocks and makes fire..."

In this world, there are many people who question her ability and identity.

Huang Yueying was not afraid at all. She knew that there would be doubts and ridicule today... There were also many people who didn't believe her.

They also reacted for a while, fourteen years old... Isn't this too outrageous?

The sound is buzzing.

Huang Yueying didn't care. When she saw the barbarian leaders carefully grabbing some salt with their black fingers and putting it on their tongues... her face really turned dark.

He remembered... the second time, with the power of the Han people's small military formation, if these tribal leaders really wanted to fight, the losses would be extremely heavy.

"Exactly!" The next second, several more people stood up, all of them dissatisfied.

Originally, he didn't want to learn it. But as the leader of the clan, the clan stipulated that he must learn it.

This person is really better than others...

He had seen enough corpses these days.

Seeing this, Huang Yueying smiled and said in Chinese, "I am a person with the surname Huang and the name Chu. I am from Mianyang. This year is... fourteenth."

Chen Yuyuan shouted, with an angry tone, "If you don't want to talk, you can leave now! Anyone who is disrespectful to Mr. Chen is an enemy of me, Mr. Chen!"

At her current age, there are many Han people who don't believe her when she comes out to do things, let alone barbarians.

Therefore, she probably understood the barbarians' teasing and questioning just now.

Sometimes, she didn't know why the barbarians could still survive in such a hygienic environment, and could only lament the wonder of the Creator.

"Chen Jingfu, this salt..." Some tribal leaders invited by Chen Yuyuan began to ask him.

After all, they and the Han people have been fighting to the death with weapons for so many years.

Gao Yunling was also asked and nodded repeatedly, and then said impatiently, "This matter has truly been put in front of you, what else do you want to do?"

I don’t understand why Huang Yueying speaks in Chinese again.

However, Huang Yueying still resisted the urge to remind.

Ah Huifeng nodded naturally and continued to do so.

But the Huang Yueying in front of her is not an adult at all, right?

"No way!"

"Really? Let me try it!"

Just because this group of people were invited by these three people.

The weather was... stuffy and hot, and she wasn't in the mood to drink tea.

Seeing that life is about to change, how can we continue to hurt so many people?

"Chen Yuyuan's words are my Gao family's words! Anyone who is disrespectful to me is also an enemy of my Gao family!"

After tasting the salt, the barbarian leaders started chattering again.

But everyone also has doubts about Huang Yueying in the main position.

The three of them sighed, and Gao Yunling was even more helpless. Half a month ago, it was impossible for him to believe that he would lose to a fourteen-year-old baby...

"Xiang Hongsheng!"

So, without further ado, I clapped my hands and asked someone to bring up a small batch of salt that I had refined over the past few days.

"That's enough!" Chen Yuyuan shouted in barbarian language, "Whoever talks nonsense anymore, I, Chen Yuyuan, don't mind taking our warriors to your homes to have a good talk."

Gao Yunling and Chen Yuyuan looked at Huang Yueying in surprise. They had only been away for a few days... The young gentleman could even speak rude words.

Coupled with the attitudes of Chen Yuyuan and Gao Yunling, as well as the hard work of the Xiang Hongsheng family, they all saw it.

But now...

Huang Yueying only felt that her head was buzzing, as if she were in a vegetable market, no, it was noisier than a vegetable market.

So he smiled and said, "It's true that he is fourteen years old, but I am also working under the pastoral tent in Jingzhou... I am engaged in offering wine, which is a serious official position."

Just now, he was a little angry that the people of these tribes were really ignorant, and he was worried that these people would offend the young gentleman. Now, he no longer has such worries.

And the salt made by people is real salt.

He lost three times to Mr.

These days, Huang Yueying has also learned some barbarian languages. After all, she wants to discuss business with barbarians, so as not to be scolded by others.

Now seeing that the Han people who defeated the two major tribes of Chen and Gao were just such a minor child, they naturally felt a lot of dissatisfaction in their hearts.

The big men in the field were slightly stunned.

They originally thought that Liu Biao's subordinate who was engaged in offering wine would be a middle-aged scribe... No matter how bad he was, he would have to be an adult, right?

Several people shouted at the three of them.

"Ah Huifeng, let the leaders taste it to see if this is salt." Huang Yueying looked at the salt on the leaves, feeling a little helpless, and then said in barbaric language.

"I was thinking that there are people in the barbaric mountains who have not communicated with the Han people for hundreds of years. I was afraid that some people would not understand, so I went to Xiang Jingfu to learn from him." Huang Yueying explained to Chen and Gao in barbarian language again.

The life of these barbarians is much more difficult than that of the Han people.

With such a large poisonous stone mine here, how much salt can be produced?

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense, and there was a strong sense of starting a fight if they disagreed.

It was also for this reason that the leaders of other tribes were willing to come over for a detailed discussion. Of course, they did not completely trust him. At least, there were more than 20,000 barbarian soldiers from other tribes outside the camp.

She doesn't care either.

Listening to Huang Yueying's words, the leaders of various tribes were very surprised.

Ordinary barbarians may not understand the position of the Han people, but these barbarian leaders all understand it.

"It's true! Is such fine, white salt really made of poisonous stone?"

Behind Huang Yueying, Huang Wu and Huo Jun drew their swords with cold eyes.

Because these people have louder voices.

If she wants to pay attention to her, even the clone technique won't be enough.

If salt can really be made, the lives of the people will be much better.

They wanted to see how such a frail child could preside over such a thing.

"The two of us have only been away for more than ten days, and the young gentleman has achieved this. He is really a wise man." Chen Yuyuan was very impressed, remembering that when he first learned Chinese, it was extremely painful, and he had to learn it for many years.

The satisfied leaders also remained silent.

At that moment, a very strong man was dissatisfied. He stood up and said in accented Chinese with a bad tone, "Liu Biao asked you, a fourteen-year-old kid, to preside over this matter. Isn't it... too childish?"

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Seeing Chen Yuyuan getting angry, all the barbarian tribes stopped teasing him.

How can a fourteen-year-old kid make the decision?

"Gao Yunling! Is this the big deal you said?"

But the satisfied leaders who just mocked or questioned felt a little embarrassed.

But, losing is losing.

On a huge leaf, there was freshly boiled salt. Ah Huifeng just held it, and then respectfully saluted Huang Yueying.

If the barbarians come down to live or work in the mountains, I guess... the Han people will also dislike them.

"Chen Yuyuan!"

"Sir, you are very talented." Gao Yunling praised with a smile.
To be continued...