wild trail

Chapter 245 Lu Feng's Doubt

Passing through this simple fence, Lu Feng and others followed Qi Yan and the others into the Raging Fire Tribe.

"There are distinguished guests from the Ministry of Salt, please wait here for a while, I will inform the leaders right now." Qi Yan said very politely to Lu Feng and his party.

Lu Feng nodded and said, "Yes!"

Qi Yan smiled, arranged for a few soldiers to stay here, and hurriedly walked towards the distance.

In the center of the Raging Fire Tribe, in a big tent, Lu Feng respectfully said to the strong man sitting on a huge wooden pier: "Boss, the envoy from the Salt Department has arrived."

There was a canine tooth with a long scar on his face, he frowned and said, "They sent an envoy, but what are they going to discuss?"

Qi Yan shook her head and said: "There should be nothing important, I guess they want to know more about our tribe."

Huya pondered for a while and said, "Where are they now!"

"Just after entering the fence, I have already arranged people to guard them." Lu Feng said slowly.

"You did a good job, by the way, what's the result of this transaction." Huya asked.

"Very well, the pottery brought back has been placed outside, do you want to check now." Qi Yan said.

"That's not necessary, divide those pottery, give some to the elders, and put away the rest!" Huya said slowly.

"Yes!"

Qi Yan responded respectfully.

"Do you think the Ministry of Salt is really that strong?"

Huya asked.

"Very strong. I have only been to two of their villages. Although the combined population of these two villages is not half that of ours, their weapons and fighters are very good. Based on our strength, we will not be their opponents. "Qi Yan said solemnly.

Huya frowned when he heard this, he could still trust Qiyan's knowledge, but he was very upset when he heard that his tribe's strength was obviously weaker than the opponent's.

"Okay, you go down first, settle these people first, and call the elders of the upper tribe tomorrow to meet with the salt department." Huya said slowly.

Qi Yan prostrated herself on the ground and bowed to Huya, then got up and walked out of the tent.

Seeing Qi Yan go and come back, Lu Feng stepped forward and asked: "Your leader agrees to see us."

"The leader is busy now. Tomorrow the leader will receive you together with the elders. After walking for such a long time, everyone must be tired. It would be good to have a rest and recharge your spirits." Qi Yan said.

"Alright, then please arrange it!" Lu Feng said calmly.

Under Qi Yan's order, the fighters of the Raging Fire Tribe quickly set up a cone-shaped tent for Lu Feng and the others.

Seeing this simple thing that could barely be called a house, Lu Feng and the others frowned, with disgust on their faces.

Looking at their expressions, Qi Yan suddenly felt very embarrassed. People in the Yan Ministry live in that kind of very strong thatched house, and it is reasonable to look down on these tents.

"Guests, our tribe doesn't have a salt department like yours. People here live in this kind of tents. If there is some negligence, please don't mind." Qi Yan said sincerely.

"It's okay, just have a place to live, thank you!" Lu Feng said to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan smiled and said: "Everyone rest here first, but it's best not to walk around casually. I will arrange for someone to bring food and water later."

Lu Feng nodded and agreed to Qi Yan's arrangement.

Qi Yan explained a few more words, and then hurriedly left here.

After a while, several female slaves came over with some boiled potatoes and pieces of meat.

This group of dull-looking female slaves lowered their heads after putting down the food and left in a hurry.

The crowd didn't pay too much attention to the female slaves. Looking at the food they delivered, they automatically ignored the pieces of meat, but stared curiously at the potatoes in the clay pot.

Although the Raging Fire Tribe sent a lot of potatoes, they were all planted by Wang Lang as seeds, and the tribe didn't have a chance to taste them at all.

"Captain, is this how to eat potatoes?" A soldier said curiously, looking at the steaming potatoes in the rough clay pot.

"It should be, it seems that this thing is their staple food, come on, how about the taste of this potato together?" Lu Feng said with a light smile.

A few people ignored the hot potatoes and picked them up one by one. This one was lying grinning.

When eating soft boiled potatoes, they immediately tasted a unique texture.

"Captain, the taste of these potatoes is average! It's far worse than noodles and corn." A soldier ate two mouthfuls and said with curled lips.

Lu Feng nodded and said: "The taste is really not very good, but it seems that this food is full, stop talking nonsense, eat it quickly, I didn't have a good meal along the way."

When the soldiers heard the words, they ate up all the potatoes in their hands. When they ate the pieces of meat, their expressions changed and they spit out the meat they ate.

"Why is this meat so unpalatable and bitter!" A soldier said, throwing the piece of meat back in disgust.

"Yes, Captain, I think they are deliberately making things difficult for us by giving us such unpalatable food. After returning home, you must tell the leader that the Fire Tribe doesn't seem to want to have a good relationship with us." The soldier gritted his teeth and said.

Lu Feng frowned, and said: "No matter how unpalatable this meat is, we have to finish it, and only when we have the strength to deal with possible accidents, if the Raging Fire Tribe has such a bad idea, we can have more strength Kill a few enemies, and we can't humiliate the name bestowed on us by the tribe."

All the soldiers nodded, picked up the discarded pieces of meat with solemn expressions, and ate them up with all their might. Everyone thought that this time it might be a bad luck, and a kind of tragic emotion of seeing death as home emerged in them heart.

If Wang Lang were here, he would know that they were wrong. All the food in the salt department uses salt that has been carefully processed, but they forgot that not all human beings have the opportunity to eat salt. Most human beings are still in the stage of drinking blood.

If Wang Lang knew that the Raging Fire Tribe had poor salt, he would definitely be very surprised.

After spending the night in fear, seeing no one coming to harm them, Lu Feng and the others couldn't help but wonder, since the Raging Fire Tribe has no evil intentions, why should they treat them like this, is it just to make things difficult for themselves?Are they not afraid of causing a war between the two?

The more Lu Feng thought about it, the more confused he became. He was full of worries about today's meeting. He was cautious and reminded his subordinates to pay attention to the surrounding situation. If they were careless, they would immediately launch an attack and try their best to fight out.

(End of this chapter)