The people of the Watson tribe had already placed their items, and there was an orc guarding them at the back of each stall. When they saw Shan Sen, they greeted him with a friendly smile.

Shan Sen and his tribe members also warmly returned the gifts.

Seeing that they placed the items in a mess, the orcs of the Watson tribe next to them came to help: "You put some of the same items on them. If you want to exchange them, you can take them from below, so that they will not appear messy on them."

Shan Sen thankfully gave a unique fruit in a tribe to the orc. The orc laughed and handed him a steamed bun: "This is made by myself. Today's food is purple fruit rice. You probably haven't eaten it before. It is also a kind of food in our tribe. It's delicious. You can try it."

He didn't give much, after all, he didn't have much to do with him. He just put it in his arms before he had time to eat when he went out.

Looking at the two pairs of snow-white food in his hand, a sweet fragrance penetrated into Shan Sen's nose, he tore a small piece down and stuffed it into his mouth.

I just felt that the softness and sweetness during my chewing was very delicious.

After eating this small piece, he distributed the remaining food to the tribesmen behind him. No one ate each beast, and he still gave the youngest orc a small bite.

"How do you exchange this fruit?" The orcs from Watson's tribe also ate the yellow fruit that Shan Sen gave him just now, and there was a faint fragrance when they were not peeled.

But after peeling, the flesh will be delicate and melted in the mouth. It is sour and sweet and has a unique aroma, which is very delicious.

The orc's eyes were brightly looked at the small pile of yellow fruits, revealing a coveted light.

Shan Sen looked at him and smiled and pushed the small pile of fruits over: "There are not many such fruits in our place, and the tribesmen also like to eat them, so there are not many leftovers. If you like them, take them over and don't exchange them."

The orcs in the mountain tribe behind him opened their mouths and wanted to speak but stopped. These fruits were saved for a long time before the tribe members saved up, because these fruits were not only loved by the orcs, but also by some small animals in the forest.

The trade fair came suddenly, and they didn't have time to collect it, so they only brought these, but they were all collected by various orc families.

But after looking at Shan Sen, the orcs still didn't say anything. The captain of the transaction this time was Shan Sen. Maybe he had his own reasons for doing this.

But what they didn't expect was that the orc from Watson tribe shook his head: "That's not possible. I can't ask for your fruit for nothing. You can tell me whatever you want."

Seeing his serious look, Shan Sen and his tribesmen's impression of the orcs of Watson tribe became better and better.

"Can I check it out at your stall?"

The orcs from Watson's tribe nodded: "Of course, I have a complete set of things here, and I plan to exchange this fruit for the witch doctor to eat.

So, if I don’t have what you need at my stall, you can check it out at a few other stalls.”
Chapter completed!