Chapter 1037: Did We Go to the Wrong Place?

Changle wore an expression of sudden realization: "Oh, is that so? The Xuanyuan Tribe can't trade for much paper from us in Huaxia in a year. I didn't expect them to be willing to trade it to you. It seems they really value their trade with you."

The Xuanyuan Tribe Soldier listening nearby felt his legs start to tremble. He was on the verge of kneeling down to beg Changle right then and there: Prince, please stop talking, you really must stop talking. You've said everything; how are we supposed to explain this to the Tribal Chief? The fact that the Xuanyuan Tribe acts as a middleman, selling the paper at a marked-up price, has been completely exposed.

Yangasha slapped the table: "What, is the paper from the Xuanyuan Tribe traded by you in Huaxia?"

Changle put on a completely harmless look: "That's right. Currently, among all the tribes under Heaven, only Huaxia is capable of making paper. Paper as good as what I have in my hand is indeed quite precious, so we can't give much to the Xuanyuan Tribe. However, there is still plenty of other paper of lower quality. It's not scarce, but the amount of such paper that can be traded to the Xuanyuan Tribe in a year isn't much when you calculate it. I didn't expect Xuanyuan to be willing to trade it to you."

Yangasha and the others, including the War Master, glanced at each other, but could only sigh helplessly. They didn't even know where this place called Huaxia was, let alone how to trade with Huaxia.

But Changle took a broader view: "I don't think there's any problem with this. Our two tribes are too far apart, and the entire Xuanyuan Tribe lies in between. For our two tribes to trade, we can only go through the Xuanyuan Tribe. We can't exactly bypass the Xuanyuan Tribe to trade with you; that's impossible to do."

"Either we let the Xuanyuan Tribe act as this middleman, and when we trade, they take a little profit they deserve, or we contact each other directly and give the Xuanyuan Tribe some benefits for passing through their territory. I feel it would be better to let the Xuanyuan Tribe act as the middleman."

Hearing this, the Xuanyuan Tribe Soldier felt instantly less afraid and much more relaxed. Although what Changle said was the truth, his words were biased toward the Xuanyuan Tribe, which was a good thing.

But Changle continued: "Just like how the Xuanyuan Tribe trades our Huaxia paper to you at a higher price, they also added a markup to your Crocodile Skin when trading it to us in Huaxia. But this is indeed something we in Huaxia need, and it's a price we in Huaxia can accept, so we think there is no problem."

The Xuanyuan Tribe Soldier dared not listen any further. He hurriedly walked a bit further away, pretending he couldn't hear, hadn't heard anything. If he kept listening like this, he wouldn't know how to face the people of the Jiuli.

And the Jiuli, hearing Changle say this, also had very awkward expressions. Ayuduo took the opportunity to say: "Then, since we've come to the Xuanyuan Tribe this time, can we also do some trading with you in Huaxia? It feels like you have many things we don't."

Changle made the decision directly: "I have no objections. We in Huaxia like making friends. However, the Xuanyuan Tribe is still a bit of a distance from us in Huaxia, so it depends on whether you have enough time to make a trip to Huaxia. If you don't have time, we also have some of our Huaxia specialties here at the Embassy in the Xuanyuan Tribe. We can exchange them with your Jiuli, and trade for some things that only you have. That is also no problem."

The War Master was even more cheerful: "Good, good! Our Jiuli also likes making friends with other tribes. We also have good things. Do you have Iron? The weapons of our Jiuli are the hardest and the best."

Changle didn't speak, but instead took his Dajian from his waist, removed the sheath, and stuck it directly into the Wooden Table: "We in Huaxia don't actually need Iron, because we have it too. Some of the Xuanyuan Tribe's weapons are also traded from us in Huaxia. But looking at it now, it might be that your Jiuli is trading out more."

"As for the quality, I don't know, but I think your Jiuli must have more Iron than us in Huaxia, because we in Huaxia don't have that much Iron to trade to the Xuanyuan Tribe yet; we don't even have enough for our own use."

Qianxi grasped the Dajian and pulled it out with force. He stroked the texture and looked at the luster, sighing: "Your Huaxia weapons are also made very well. Our Jiuli doesn't have many weapons like this. This is truly good Iron, worthy of your status."

"And although this Knife is a bit small, it is made very beautifully, and it is still very convenient to use. Not bad, not bad."

When handing the Knife back, Qianxi also pointed the tip toward himself, not toward Changle. Changle was very satisfied with the etiquette of these Jiuli people.

So he happily invited the few of them to sit down and have dinner together, and they naturally accepted readily.

The sky gradually darkened. Lei and his group finally arrived slowly, carrying a large bundle of Gu Grass, and by this time they were covered in welts.

One of Lei's eyelids was already swollen. When he looked at the camp, he felt there were so many people, so he asked the person beside him: "Hey, look, is there something wrong with the number of people in the camp? My eyelid is swollen, but it doesn't seem like I'm seeing double yet."

The person beside him also said in disbelief: "Captain Lei, there are just a lot of people in the camp; you aren't seeing double. But I see our people, and they are all fine."

Lei thought for a few seconds and decided: "Let's go over and see. I don't know what's going on, but it doesn't look like there's any problem."

Once they reached the camp, Lei immediately grabbed a Soldier: "Whoa, tell me, what is the situation here? Why are there so many people here all of a sudden?"

"Captain Lei... hey, who are you? Why do you look like that?"

The Soldier who was pulled over heard Lei's voice, but when he looked up, the person didn't look like Lei and was very frightening, so he immediately broke free and showed great hostility. If it weren't for the fact that he felt this person was familiar, he probably would have drawn his Knife.

Lei was speechless: "No, my face is just swollen from mosquito bites. Do you think I'm not Lei? Can't you even recognize my voice?"

"Hey! Captain Lei, it really is you! Oh my, you've been bitten by mosquitoes until you look like this."

Lei, who was in a bad mood, was a bit irritable: "Stop saying these useless things. Tell me first, what is going on? Why are there so many people I've never seen before? Who are they?"

"They are from the Jiuli. I had never heard of them before. Captain, have you heard of them? Anyway, the Prince seems quite familiar with them."

Lei was a bit frustrated: "I told you to listen carefully when you were in school, now you know it's too late, right? The Jiuli, it's Chiyou! Who hasn't heard of them? But why are they here? Isn't this still the territory of the Xuanyuan Tribe? We didn't go to the wrong place, did we?"