Chapter 379: Commonly Found

Xuanyuan knew this was Baifeng's sky-high asking price, and what followed would be their round of mutual haggling; he couldn't possibly trade one hundred Slaves for one answer, even though it was said that this answer could very likely save many people in his tribe.

So he shook his head firmly: "One hundred is impossible; I can give you ten Slaves at most."

After hearing this, Baifeng nodded immediately: "Deal!"

Xuanyuan hadn't reacted yet: "No, that's too... ah?"

Baifeng said with a slightly teasing tone: "What, you just said ten, I agreed, and now you think it's too many?"

Xuanyuan did not understand why Baifeng did not follow the conventional routine of continuing to haggle, but instead agreed straight away, which made him inevitably suspicious: "Are you sure you only want ten? Will you use a fake answer to trick me?"

Baifeng said firmly: "I have always been very serious about trading. I couldn't possibly trick you for a mere ten Slaves. If the trust between us were broken, future trades would be much more troublesome. After all, this isn't our last trade, is it?"

Xuanyuan still felt a bit uneasy, but Baifeng truly had no reason to lie, and he could verify it on the spot because this time he hadn't just brought those two hundred-plus half-dead Slaves; he had also brought some healthy Slaves that his tribe raised themselves, but to get a good price, they had to be traded separately. He had already told Baifeng earlier to bring more food over.

As for why it wasn't calculated all at once, it was because the quantity was too large, so calculating separately avoided mistakes. After all, his Xuanyuan Tribe people didn't have the same calculation ability as Huaxia, and they were all following Huaxia's lead, using Huaxia's decimal system, which was also a difficulty for them.

And for those healthy Slaves, one could just pull any one out, make a cut, and use the method Baifeng mentioned to verify it, and the truth could be determined immediately. So, with suspicious eyes, Xuanyuan finalized this trade; as soon as Baifeng spoke the answer, he would no longer be able to go back on his word.

Seeing that Xuanyuan had agreed, Baifeng was also quite happy, considering it a small bargain, and then pointed to a Slave's wound and said: "Actually, you have already mastered part of the method, which is using ash to stop bleeding."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan's face immediately darkened. He felt that Baifeng was deceiving him, using things they already understood to make a trade; this was violating their trading principles. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say he did not accept this trade, a "but" from Baifeng interrupted him.

"But, what kind of ash is used is very important. I see the kind of ash you use is just the ash of whatever wild Grass you grab at random, and there's even soil in it, right? Although it can have some use, the effect isn't good, is it?"

Xuanyuan nodded in admission. Baifeng was right; their use of ash and soil to stop bleeding was all down to luck. If they were lucky, sprinkling a few handfuls would stop it; if they were unlucky, it had no effect at all.

Baifeng continued to the main point: "The carbon and ash burned from a few types of things have the best effect for stopping bleeding, such as Large Thistle, Small Thistle, Sanguisorba officinalis, and Schizonepeta."

Xuanyuan had never heard of these few things Baifeng mentioned, so he continued to ask: "Then where can these things be found?"

Baifeng smiled and pointed his finger in a circle at the whole land: "There is plenty of this on the ground; it is too common. You can find one just by walking a few steps."

Xuanyuan did not quite believe what Baifeng said: "Then can you take me to identify them? You just say it, I haven't seen them, so how would I know if what you say is true?"

Baifeng looked up as if thinking, then said: "How about this, I will take you to find one, and you can test the effect to see if what I said is true. But if you want to know more, how about ten Slaves for one type of Grass? Trying the effects of these grasses cost us a lot of time and energy."

Xuanyuan did not reach a conclusion, only saying: "Take me to recognize one first, then we'll talk."

Baifeng was not flustered either, and led Xuanyuan toward a piece of uncultivated open land. These places were by the riverbank, and they were not easy to cultivate; if they planted food, it was very likely that a flood would drown the crops. They didn't even plant Rice, but they planted a great many lotus flowers. To Xuanyuan, the lotus flowers didn't have anything special, and there were still some flowers now. Xuanyuan just felt they looked a bit nice and didn't pay much attention; there were plenty of these things in their own territory too.

Baifeng took him walking and looking, and on a slightly drier small slope, found a cluster of Small Thistle that had already finished blooming, forming fruit with fluff inside and small prickly balls outside. He pointed at it and said to Xuanyuan: "Look, isn't this one? This is Small Thistle, very common, right? There is also a type of Large Thistle, which looks very similar to this thing; your tribe's territory must have it, right?"

Xuanyuan did not refute, nodded, and then asked Baifeng if he could dig it up. After all, this was not the Xuanyuan Tribe's territory; every blade of Grass on someone else's territory had an owner.

Baifeng said very generously that of course he could, but seeing that Xuanyuan didn't have a handy tool, he would definitely be pricked if he pulled it by hand, so he used his own Dajian to cut off a few stalks, and used his hand to pinch along the direction of the thorns, so he wouldn't be pricked.

Afterwards, Baifeng took the things and was about to go with Xuanyuan to verify the effect. The Small Thistle, which was already approaching a withered yellow, could still be ignited, but some other dry Grass was added. The ash burned from the two types of Grass was still somewhat different and could be separated.

The ash was burned, and Xuanyuan picked out an unlucky soul from the Slaves he brought, then made a cut on his arm. It wasn't very deep, but blood began to flow.

Baifeng was glad he didn't cut an artery; if he had cut an artery, he really wouldn't have been sure he could stop the bleeding.

The blood didn't flow too fast. Two handfuls of ash were sprinkled on, and the speed of the blood flow slowed down. A little more was sprinkled, and after a short while, it really did stop. Only then did Xuanyuan believe what Baifeng had said.

Seeing this, Baifeng also immediately added: "As for this wound, there are also differences. If the blood flows slowly like this, it is basically salvageable; if it spurts out or sprays out, then it is basically hopeless, and I can't save it either."

Xuanyuan nodded to indicate he understood, but Baifeng didn't tell the truth; he had a way, suturing, but there was no need to tell Xuanyuan.

Afterwards, Baifeng asked: "Look now, this one random type can have such a good effect, then for the other few types, it's still the price I said, five people for one type. Now I can take you to recognize them; we have them all here."

But what Baifeng didn't expect was that Xuanyuan said straightforwardly: "No need, after I go back, I will try them one by one myself."

Baifeng was stunned; he didn't expect to be backhanded by Xuanyuan and have a medicinal herb "freeloaded."