Chapter 389: Wulengebu

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were spoken, the few long-haired savages became anxious: "Akali's spittle is just talk, that is to say!"

Xiong looked at that hairless savage, waiting for him to explain.

After that hairless savage communicated with the few long-haired savages, he said to Xiong: "We just want your cattle. We can give a very high price. Our Wulengebu does not lack food; even salt, we can bring it out for trade."

Xiong ignored the demands of these long-haired savages and just continued to say firmly: "It is impossible for us to trade the cattle, but we have other good things. These are definitely things other tribes do not have, and we can trade them with you, as long as you can afford the price."

After the short-haired savage translated again, the long-haired savages conferred, looked at the cattle with regret, and then had the short-haired one relay: "Then let us see your good things, to see if we have any need to continue trading."

Xiong was almost unable to endure the smell on these savages, so he planned to just take something casual to dismiss them; anyway, looking at their barbaric appearance, he knew there certainly wouldn't be anything good.

Xiong beckoned a Soldier over and had him go into the luggage to take out a Glass cup, to be used as a treasure to trade with these savages.

Xiong did not have any good feelings for these people, so he let them stand where they were and wait, having no intention of inviting them to sit down, and he himself quietly increased the distance between them, wanting to breathe some fresh air.

Just at this moment, a woman among the newly accepted tribespeople walked out from the camp; it was unknown what she had been doing before. After she saw these few long-haired savages, her expression changed, and she trotted to Xiong's side, frantically using facial expressions to hint to Xiong that she had something to say to him.

Xiong looked at the woman's state, then looked at the long-haired savages, guessing that perhaps this woman knew the situation of these savages, so he took the woman to a slightly further position to listen to her explain in detail.

Only hearing this woman say anxiously: "Tribal Chief, these people should be from a tribe called Wulengebu. We all call them the 'Sly Fox People,' but these people are not some small tribe. I heard they come from a large tribe in the north. Not only is their territory large, but their strength is also very strong. These people should be peripheral Soldiers, and the one they brought is likely a Slave bought from another tribe, able to understand both sides' languages, acting as a middleman to interpret and complete the trade."

Xiong nodded thoughtfully: "So that is how it is. Then are they very wealthy?"

The woman nodded hurriedly: "These people come from a large tribe and carry a lot of supplies. If there is something they take a fancy to, if we trade, we will definitely profit. Everyone knows this at the gathering, but they are just too smelly, and their tempers are not good. If it weren't for the rules restricting them at the gathering, they would probably have started looting long ago."

Xiong asked further: "Then if we don't trade what they have taken a fancy to now, is there a possibility they might take action?"

That woman looked at the savage group in the distance, and then said to Xiong: "It shouldn't happen. They just have very bad tempers and like to threaten other tribes, but they have never taken action on the spot. Now I see their Soldiers are not too many, about the same as ours, and we are very close to the gathering now, so they should follow the basic rules. Besides, our Soldiers and Weaponry should have no problem at all fighting these savages."

Xiong had long noticed that these people also used stone-based Weaponry, and the few people in the lead were holding Bronze Weaponry. If they were to clash, they were not afraid, but now a portion of their Soldiers were not present, and he himself did not want any more mishaps at this juncture, so it was best if it could be resolved peacefully.

Xiong had figured everything out, and the Soldier was already walking over with the box, looking for Xiong's trail.

Xiong then turned and returned, took the box from the Soldier's hand, and then opened the box in front of the few savages, revealing the crystal-clear Glass cup inside. In order to sell cheap things for a good price, they, the Huaxia, had put some effort into the packaging.

When the few savages saw such a beautiful thing, they immediately wanted to reach out and take it, but Xiong immediately dodged, and said to that short-haired translator: "You tell them, this cup is a treasure used by the gods of our Huaxia, extremely precious, and cannot be touched casually. What if it were dropped and broken?"

The short-haired translator hurriedly explained to the already angry savages. After finishing, the expressions of the few savages looked slightly better, and they had the translator relay: "Our Wulengebu is very wealthy, you don't need to fear. We have taken a fancy to it; as long as we give you the corresponding price, this thing will naturally be ours. If we happen to break it, we will compensate you."

Seeing that they already showed signs of taking the bait, Xiong protected the box even better, and said toward the cattle herd: "This cup of ours is extremely precious, its value higher than that head of cattle. Can you afford it? If it breaks, we will require you to compensate us according to this price."

After hearing the translator's explanation, the savages laughed happily. It was unknown what they were laughing at, but the translator's relay was correct.

Afterward, Xiong carefully handed the box over. After the savages got the box, they immediately took out the Glass cup. The moment they touched it, they were shocked by the material; the texture was completely different from any kind of gemstone in their territory. They held it up to look at the Heaven, looked all around, the scenery and light could pass through it, and the design was exquisite, without a single trace of polishing to be seen.

These savages naturally liked it immediately, and also felt this thing was worth a high price.

Afterward, they did not put the thing down and started to bargain directly: "We will use twenty wolf skins, plus a piece of salt this big to trade, how about it?"

Xiong looked at the size they gestured; it was salt the size of two fists. This had no attraction for the Huaxia people who could use salt as a snow-melting agent, and what these people brought out might even be coarse salt that couldn't be eaten.

Thus Xiong shook his head: "We do not need salt; we want food."

The few savages looked at each other in dismay. It was their first time seeing people who didn't want salt. Not every tribe could be as lucky as their tribe, having a salt lake in their territory where one only needed to sprinkle water on stones to dry out salt.

However, since the other party didn't want salt but wanted food, they could also satisfy that, so they offered a price again: "Then twenty wolf skins, plus dried meat half the weight of this person, how about it?"