Chapter 165: The Wealthy Baifeng

The Baifeng Tribe, which had disappeared for a year, appeared before everyone once again. Everyone was still somewhat expectant, especially those tribes that had a bountiful harvest this year, just waiting to trade with the Baifeng Tribe for a precious Knife that even the Tribal Chief of the Suiren Clan would fight over.

Previously, whether it was from their own scouting over the past year or the humans they had taken in who had fled from upstream, no one knew of the Baifeng Tribe's existence; not a single tribe had received any refugees from the Baifeng Tribe.

Baoxi had almost forgotten about the existence of the Baifeng Tribe. He had once very much wanted to conquer the Baifeng Tribe, partly because they had seen what he had done, and furthermore, he had discovered Baifeng's shrewdness, which would certainly pose a threat to his Suiren Clan and was one of the future competitors.

Another point was the wealth exposed by the Baifeng Tribe, which was indeed much stronger than that of ordinary tribes, although Baoxi also knew that Baifeng had not told him the truth at the time.

A year had passed, and he had not heard any news of the Baifeng Tribe again. His own tribe's external conquests were frequent, and he was under great pressure, so he had gradually forgotten about the Baifeng Tribe.

This time, the way the Baifeng Tribe appeared surprised him, especially those two wooden behemoths that could float on the water without sinking. To be able to build such things, their Baifeng Tribe must have extraordinary people, and their supplies must certainly be very abundant.

Looking at the thin and weak Slaves in his tribe's camp, Baoxi suddenly felt a sense of frustration. When he first met Baifeng, he was high-spirited and generous, but now he had to trade for other tribes' food in this way, and the greatest possibility was that the final buyer would be the Baifeng Tribe.

For a moment, he did not know if his consistent methods were right or wrong, but thinking of his territory that had expanded several times over and his increasingly powerful Soldiers, Baoxi believed he was definitely not wrong; it was just that the Baifeng Tribe had better opportunities. As long as he could defeat the Baifeng Tribe, then everything they had would be his.

Baifeng did not know what bad ideas Baoxi was plotting. His main purpose this time was to trade for people and some furs; if there were relatively new crop seeds, he could also trade for them. As for other items, Baifeng believed he had no need to trade for them.

Now, the thing he was constantly considering was how to take the traded people back. It was impossible on the Boat; they couldn't fit at all, unless they were the ones on the Boat and let the Slaves walk by land. The specific operation remained to be considered.

For now, just rest well and build up energy, but those on night watch must not be careless. Baifeng no longer trusted the other humans in the wilderness.

The people of his Baifeng Tribe were quite good at swimming, but there was no guarantee that there weren't other tribes living by the water with even better swimming skills who might take advantage of the night, swim over from the river, board the ship, and directly change the owner of the ship—that would not be fun.

Baifeng slept very soundly, but Baoxi did not sleep much all night, feeling uneasy in his heart.

The next day, Baifeng and his group prepared to dock, but the Large Ship remained in place and still needed people to watch it. They used small boats to ferry back and forth to the shore. The small boats only held two people for the sake of speed and flexibility, making it convenient to move and operate, but if it was just for transporting people, they could squeeze in four or five at a time.

Baifeng was the first to go ashore. He did not carry a bow, but a Crossbow; for close-range attacks, the Crossbow was faster. The Crossbow was tucked at his waist, and on the other side was his Changdao. He did not wear armor because he was on the water most of the time; if he fell into the water, no matter how good his swimming skills were, he feared it would be hard to survive, as a suit of Iron plates would sink him fast.

Finally, ten tribesmen came, carrying only a sack of Salted Fish. The market recognition of this item was much higher than that of Sorghum or other Grass Seeds, because not only could it be eaten as food, but it also had enough salt content, not to mention the "money-is-no-object" way the Baifeng Tribe used salt.

Once they went ashore, they became the focus of everyone. Not to mention their sturdy bodies, they also had their hair neatly tied up, rather than letting it hang loose or braiding it into small pigtails like ordinary savages, because if they went into the water, tied-up hair wouldn't float around and affect their vision.

The most important thing was the item at their waists. They couldn't recognize what that wooden thing was, but that long thing was definitely a Sword. Some Tribal Chiefs of large tribes would also carry Bronze Swords of this shape, but the length was shorter than those of the Baifeng Tribe. The Baifeng Tribe not only had one for everyone, but they were also so long.

Money is the hero's courage; after becoming wealthy, Baifeng walked with a swagger. As for the Grass Seeds or moldy meat collected by other tribes, Baifeng didn't even look at them. Ridiculous; whether those things could be eaten was one thing, but whether one would die after eating them was the most important thing.

Instead, Baifeng was willing to squat down and take a look at anything strange or unseen. The tribes whose items caught Baifeng's eye were very nervous and excited; as long as the Baifeng Tribe was willing to trade, the price they could offer was definitely much higher than what other tribes gave.

Baifeng felt there was no need to trade for most things. Basically, the Baifeng Tribe already had all the Grass Seeds that could be seen and eaten. Only various animal skins were of interest to Baifeng for exchange.

Baifeng did not want those that were already somewhat rotten or had too many wounds, because now that there were so many tribes here, there were more choices, so Baifeng chose the best. Their Baifeng Tribe did not have too many animal skins, only enough for the time being. To let the tribesmen live better, especially to be warmer and sleep more comfortably in Winter, they needed more animal skins.

They could also hunt prey, but they mainly focused on planting, so they hadn't increased many animal skins in a year.

Whenever he saw something he liked, Baifeng would wave his hand, and the tribesmen behind him would put down the sacks they were carrying, take out the white, glistening Salted Fish and place them on the ground until a suitable price was reached, and then the goods were exchanged.

The traded items were carried by a few people to the riverbank, and the tribesmen used small boats to transport them to the Large Ship. If there were too many items and they couldn't carry them, it was simple: a small Salt Block would make the watching savages fight each other, scrambling to move things for the Baifeng Tribe.

Baifeng walked and stopped, thinking about whether there was anything that would catch his eye. Although his biggest goal was to trade for people, he was not in a hurry; it wouldn't be too late to trade for them when he was about to leave. Trading too early would be a trouble for both eating and management.

While wandering around, something hanging on a savage's waist caught Baifeng's attention. Isn't this a gourd? Good stuff, must get it. Although he didn't usually need this thing, it was very useful when going out, whether for holding water or Wine, it was no problem. And when they were small and tender, they could even be eaten as a vegetable.

Baifeng immediately called out to the man and pointed to the gourd at his waist. The man's expression could be said to be very pleasantly surprised, because he had already witnessed the wealth and generosity of the Baifeng Tribe.