Chapter 1516: Like a

Baifeng was truly cornered by Xuanyuan this time, because without Alum, Huaxia could at most wear clothes without such vibrant colors for a year, but without Tung Oil, many things could not be carried out, and even development would be restricted.

Furthermore, saying Huaxia lacked Alum was just to be heard by Xuanyuan; it wasn't that they were truly lacking. Now that they could mine and refine it themselves, they could have a stable supply, so it didn't count as lacking. Thus, Baifeng had to concede: "How about one jin for one hundred and fifty jin? Let's both take a step back, alright? Alum is also important to our Huaxia; we really don't have much, and can only produce a little bit each year."

Xuanyuan felt he had completely cornered Baifeng, so he wouldn't budge at all: "No, the Xuanyuan Tribe doesn't have much Tung Seed either. It must be one jin for one hundred jin, and you must clearly tell us how to use it, otherwise, just prepare to trade next year."

Baifeng made a helpless expression: "Sigh... alright. You go back and calculate first exactly how much Tung Seed you have. I'll see if our Huaxia's Alum is enough; if it's not enough, I'll use Weapon to trade."

Baifeng thought to himself, how could it not be enough? If it weren't to fish out the true quantity of your Tung Seed, how could I have said that? If it were all traded for Alum, Xuanyuan might not necessarily take it all out this time; there is a high probability he would still continue to keep a portion for himself.

However, given their obsession with and need for Huaxia's Weapon, if there were an opportunity to trade for Huaxia's Weapon, they would naturally not let it go. They would definitely take out all the Tung Seed, thinking that Huaxia surely doesn't have that much Alum, and if they want Tung Seed, they should use Weapon to trade.

The importance of Tung Seed no longer mattered. Anyway, Xuanyuan could store it in large quantities. Not trading it to Huaxia meant they were doing it intentionally. If they could find a way to restrict them, they would. If they could turn some things into necessities for the Xuanyuan Tribe, making them have to use things like Tung Seed to trade with Huaxia if they wanted them, that would be fine, just like exchanging hostages.

Things like Tea Leaves were initially just agricultural product trade. Xuanyuan knew what Tea Leaves were for. In the entire Xuanyuan Tribe, no one liked to drink it, but knowing it could be traded for grain, he certainly wouldn't restrict Huaxia from drinking tea. Instead, he felt that the more tea leaves that could be picked, the better, so that he could use inedible rotten leaves to trade for all of Huaxia's grain.

The two finished discussing the Alum matter, and both felt they had taken advantage; this was the best kind of trade. Regarding these Cloth, Xuanyuan also generously accepted them all, but Baifeng made Xuanyuan wait a moment, then took out a separately wrapped piece of Cloth.

Upon opening it, Xuanyuan's eyes went straight, because it was covered in the totem of the Youxiong Clan, one after another, very regular. Xuanyuan's heartbeat was extremely fast, very excited, not to mention that the color of this Cloth was so bright and beautiful, it simply hooked all his greed, giving him the thought that he must take it down.

"Baifeng! What is the value of this piece of cloth!"

Baifeng held up one finger: "One hundred times the value of ordinary Cloth."

Xuanyuan suppressed his expression: "Why is it so expensive? Aside from the pattern, there's nothing else to it, right?"

"It is expensive precisely because of the pattern. The craftsmanship of this pattern is very complex. Moreover, there is only this one piece of this kind of Cloth, no more. It just depends on whether you are willing to have it."

Xuanyuan struggled internally, fearing that Baifeng had other things waiting for him, constantly trying to trick him and snatch back all the advantages he had gained, so he asked again: "Besides this piece of cloth, do you have anything else to give me? I mean, related to cloth."

Baifeng shook his head: "No more. This time it was mainly this, and there is one more good thing, but it has nothing to do with cloth."

Xuanyuan was relieved: "Good! Then I will pay the price of one hundred pieces of ordinary cloth for this one piece of cloth!"

"Deal!" Baifeng's smile was thick. This is how business is done. People in this era, no matter how smart, are still very simple. They are willing to spend a high price on things related to sacrifice. But this can only be done once; any more won't work. Xuanyuan won't be fooled again, and it won't sell for a high price. If Xuanyuan studied it more and thought about it more, he might crack how this pattern came out. After all, this really doesn't count as difficult technology, and it wasn't woven.

Xuanyuan was happy for having obtained a piece of good cloth. This cloth could not be used to make clothes, but was to be used for sacrifice. Having something with his own tribe's totem, and such a precious good thing, it was the best for sacrifice.

Now, even knowing that Glass and Porcelain were very cheap and low-cost in Huaxia, there were still many Ritual Vessel used during sacrifices that were made of Glass and Porcelain, while the large ones were still made of bronze, which is the so-called "Gold".

Some Ritual Vessel were still custom-made in Huaxia at a high price. Things are valued for their rarity; these things are the best to use for sacrifice, and this piece of cloth used during sacrifice would surely make the ancestors happy.

Baifeng did not wait for Xuanyuan to recover, and immediately took out a big killer weapon. Before even opening it, he spoke wildly: "Xuanyuan, I have this thing here, and I want to trade it for a Boat of Tea Leaves. Are you willing to trade?"

Xuanyuan was shocked by Baifeng's lion's share. That Boat of Tea Leaves was no different from a Boat of grain; how could it be traded so casually?

"You must first let me see what it is. If it is truly a good thing, it's not that I can't, I'm just afraid it's not worth this price."

Baifeng opened the box and took out a Compass for Xuanyuan. The North, South, East, and West carved on it were all in the Xuanyuan Tribe's script; it counted as a custom version.

Xuanyuan got it in his hand and naturally noticed these characters. He recognized them but didn't know what they were for. He studied it over and over, until he moved it left and right and discovered the trick: the needle in the center position actually kept pointing North-South, motionless.

Xuanyuan was greatly alarmed in his heart. How was this done?

"Is its use, could it be, just this needle? It can always point North-South?"

Baifeng smiled brightly: "That's right. No matter how you turn it, it always points North-South. You can call it a Compass, or a North-pointing Needle. I call it a Compass. Anyway, call it whatever you want, it's this same thing."

While Xuanyuan was surprised in his heart, he also thought of a pretext to lower the price: "Then this is useless. For so many years without it, we haven't lost the direction of North and South. So what if we have it? How could it possibly be worth the value of a Boat of Tea Leaves?"