Although Zhao Qian has no experience in live streaming to bring goods, he has seen many such live broadcasts on the Internet, and he still knows some basic speaking skills.
Immediately, he raised his hands and said loudly: "Everyone, be quiet and listen to me."
As soon as these words came out, the tribesmen at the scene became really quiet and looked at Zhao Qian one after another.
Zhao Qian cleared his throat and continued: "As we all know, our Yanze tribe has always sold salt to all major tribes. Our purpose is to provide the best salt to everyone so that all tribes can eat safe salt.
Safe salt.”
"Therefore, after continuous improvement by our Salt Lake tribe, we finally produced white salt... The advantage of this salt is that it has almost no bitter taste, and the food made is more delicious..."
"Today is the first time that our Yanze tribe sells this kind of salt. In order to repay the support of the major tribes to the Yanze tribe, anyone who purchases it from me today will enjoy a discount."
Saying that, Zhao Qian looked at Xiangshan and asked, "What was the price of our salt in the past?"
Shan didn't fully understand Zhao Qian's words at this time, so he replied confusedly: "One jar of salt, two wild boars, or one hybrid beast core can buy five jars of salt."
Damn, it’s so expensive!
Zhao Qian was shocked when he heard the price of salt.
However, considering this large area, only the Yanze tribe could obtain salt in the past, which was equivalent to monopolizing the entire industry. It is understandable that the price is a little higher.
Zhao Qian thought for a while and said loudly: "Everyone, listen up, I will only tell you the price once... As long as you buy it today, one hybrid blood beast core, on the basis of five cans of salt, add one can, and then
Add another can, and then add another can.”
"You heard it right, one hybrid beast core can buy eight cans of salt. If you buy it, you will earn it. This is only for this day."
As soon as these words came out, the tribesmen who were watching all opened their eyes and started talking one after another.
"Really or not, it's so cheap. One hybrid beast core can buy eight cans of salt."
"Didn't I just say that this is to give back to us old customers, and it's only for this day."
"I want to buy one... no, I want to buy three salts of hybrid beast cores, a total of... wait a moment... Brother, lend me your finger."
"There are twenty-four cans in total. Did you buy too many?"
"It's not much at all. The quality of this white salt is so high and the price is cheaper than the salt from the New Salt Tribe. If you miss it today, you won't have the chance."
"That's right, I'll buy three of them too... No, I want to buy five of the hybrid beast cores."
Before, these tribesmen were still worried about the salt problem, but now the problem has been solved, and Zhao Qian proved to them that the white salt of the Yanze tribe is of higher quality and cheaper. Naturally, these tribes are not willing to miss it and buy one by one.
Too much, for fear of missing out on this offer.
In just a short time, most of the salt he brought was sold, earning dozens of mixed blood beast cores.
If nothing else happens, the salt brought this time will be sold out soon.
The people of the Yanze tribe, who were originally frowning, now had smiles on their faces, and they admired Zhao Qian from the bottom of their hearts.
With just a few simple words, their salt sales are better than before the emergence of the new salt tribe. It is really incredible.
The only pity is that the price is too cheap.
"Don't be fooled. How can there be white salt in this world? There must be something wrong with the salt of the Yanze tribe."
At this moment, a discordant voice came over. This voice was like a basin of cold water, causing all the tribesmen who were rushing to buy to stop.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and saw three tribesmen pushing away the crowd and slowly walking to the Yanze tribe's stall.
When Zhao Qian visited the trade fair, he met these three people. They were all from the New Salt Tribe.
"Xian, why do you say there is something wrong with the salt of our Yanze tribe?"
Yama saw that the people of the new salt tribe were slandering the salt of his tribe, and he immediately asked in a cold voice.
"Salt just can't be white."
The tribesman named Xian took out a piece of rock salt, raised it above his head and said: "This piece of salt is the purest and best quality salt collected by our new salt tribe, but if you look carefully, is it white?"
People from other tribes looked over and saw a piece of blue rock salt, and shook their heads.
Xian continued: "Even salt of such good quality is not white. This proves that salt cannot be white. There must be something wrong with the white salt of your Yanze tribe."
Shan is a stupid person, and he doesn't know much about Baiyan, so he didn't know how to refute for a while.
Seeing this, Zhao Qian had no choice but to stand up and said loudly: "Everyone, whether there is anything wrong with the salt of our Yanze tribe, I have proven this to you, and many people have tasted it. I believe everyone knows.
"
Having said this, he paused, observed the changes in the expressions of the onlookers, and saw that many people were nodding slightly.
Obviously, even if the New Salt Tribe stands up to question Bai Yan, many people still believe in him.
So, he continued: "I have a question for the New Salt Tribe. When did the quality of salt become determined by its color? Hasn't the quality of salt always been judged based on its taste?"
One word awakens the dreamer.
The tribesmen who were originally worried about the problem with white salt suddenly realized it.
"Yes, the quality of salt is judged by its bitter taste. The lighter the bitter taste, the higher the quality of the salt."
"At first, the salt we ate was not cyan, but pink. Later, the New Salt Tribe brought cyan salt. According to this theory, the cyan salt is also fake."
"So there is nothing wrong with white salt. I was almost deceived by the New Salt Tribe."
Xian's face turned ugly when he heard what others said, but it was undeniable that the views he put forward were not convincing at all, and no one in the tribe believed them.
However, Xian did not leave in despair because he knew that the matter could not end like this.
Otherwise, there will be no tribes to buy salt from in the future.
"Boy, how dare you, an ordinary person, be disrespectful to Tan Luo. Even if you are not from the New Salt Tribe, I still have the right to kill you."
The angry Xian realized that Zhao Qian was not Tanluo, and immediately planned to use the rules set by the beast tribe to attack Zhao Qian first.
As long as Zhao Qian is killed, Shan will definitely not be able to defeat him. Then he will have many ways to make others believe that there is something wrong with Bai Yan.
"Xian, are you looking for death?"
Shan stood in front of Zhao Qian and looked at Xian with an angry face.
"Did I do anything wrong?" Xian said calmly: "This is a rule set by the Behemoth Tribe. If an ordinary tribesman contradicts Tan Luo, Tan Luo has the right to execute the other party, regardless of whether the other person is from his own tribe or not."
"If you don't let me kill him, I will find people from the giant beast tribe and let them make the decision for me."