Chapter 390: Just Not Trading

The long-haired savage patted the short-haired translator on the shoulder, meaning that, measured by his weight, Xiong was quite satisfied with this price; after all, the glass cost them almost nothing, and it was only a bit laborious to transport it all the way here, so now that it had immediately turned into meat, they were naturally happy to trade.

However, he still looked the short-haired translator up and down, then said to the long-haired savage: "No, he is too thin and weak; it must be half the weight of people like you, and it must be good meat, not rotten."

After the short-haired translator explained, that savage glanced at the short-haired translator and found that this person was indeed very thin and weak; after all, this person's status in their tribe was not high, just a bit better than an ordinary Slave, so naturally, they could not eat anything good, and the meat they grew was less.

So he also very generously let the translator relay: "Fine, no problem, just meat half my weight; you can completely rest assured about the meat of our tribe, it is all the best air-dried meat."

Seeing this, Xiong decided to quit while he was ahead and agreed to this trade, but the initiative of this trade had always been in the hands of the savages; after the glass cup was taken away, it never returned to their hands, which was completely against the rules and a display of no manners, but the fact that this Wulengebu did so unscrupulously showed that they were very confident in their own strength.

Moreover, as soon as the trade was established, one of them immediately took the box and went back, saying they were going to get the traded items, without considering the feelings of Xiong and his group at all.

Xiong and his group could not be too conspicuous right now; their primary task was to participate in the gathering, and they could not have any mishaps now that would add trouble to their mission; as for killing or fighting, it would not be too late to start after the gathering.

So Xiong pretended to be a small tribe, anxiously watching the glass cup moving away from him, and did not have any complaints.

Seeing Xiong's current state, the long-haired savages revealed a disdainful smile at the corners of their mouths, but their eyes still looked at the cattle from time to time; all of them already had ideas in their hearts—not trading now was fine, but after the gathering ended and you walked out of this place, if you didn't trade, it wouldn't be up to you anymore, and not only the cattle, but other things, including everyone in this tribe, would become their harvest.

These people could be considered as keeping their word; after the glass cup reached their team, several people immediately came over carrying the supplies for the trade, and after arriving at Xiong's Battalion, they threw them on the ground for Xiong and his group to inspect.

Xiong touched the wolf skins with his hand and did not expect them to be of very high quality, with very few wounds, almost invisible; he did not know how these people had processed them, and they were all treated, very soft; just for these twenty skins, Xiong felt that this trade was a huge profit.

Looking at the dried meat again, they were all relatively small strips of meat, and the color was also quite good; after rummaging through them a few times, he did not see any rotten meat mixed in, and picking up a piece, the taste was surprisingly good, chewy, and without the slightest smoky flavor, which showed that the method these people used to make dried meat was different from their Huaxia.

Xiong very happily expressed his satisfaction with these things and said that if there were good things in the future, he would definitely be willing to continue trading with the Wulengebu.

But the long-haired savage did not hide himself at all, again smiling and pointing at the herd of cattle, saying that they just wanted to trade for these cattle, and the price would only be higher; they could exchange them for meat twice the weight of one cow; their tribe did not have this kind of cattle, and they wanted to raise cattle; these cattle had a very good temperament and could carry things for them.

Exchanging for meat twice the weight of a living creature was definitely a very high price; after all, animals in this era were just meat, and exchanging more meat for less meat was unreasonable, but the Huaxia cattle were too special—alive and able to work—which would naturally make all tribes tempted.

As soon as the cattle were mentioned, Xiong sternly refused, not giving an inch, even though the long-haired savage's expression was very ugly.

Just as the atmosphere became increasingly awkward and the long-haired savages had no intention of leaving at all, those Soldiers from Huaxia who had gone out hunting returned with their spoils.

Swarming out from the woods, so many Soldiers suddenly appeared, and each one was mighty and strong, covered in blood and carrying animal carcasses, which still intimidated these long-haired savages; they had thought that the ones in the camp were all of Xiong's combat power.

But now the strength of both sides was almost evenly matched, at least the number of people was the same; the long-haired savages did not consider the gap in Weaponry and physique, only thinking that courage was the most important, but in this situation, they didn't have much confidence either, after all, they also had to try not to have a conflict right now.

So, under the questioning and hostile gazes of these newly arrived Huaxia Soldiers, the long-haired savages did not say a word and turned to leave; even Xiong was stunned, calling it rude.

The Soldiers who had just put down their prey hadn't even spoken yet, just wanting to ease their labored lungs after intense exercise, and one deep breath almost made them vomit: "Boss, what's going on here? Why is it so stinky, even stinkier than a dog's fart!"

Xiong was also deeply tortured, and his expression at this moment was not good either; he took the initiative to move away from the previous position and walked to the windward side, letting out a long sigh: "Wow, I never thought that any human could be this stinky; even the Cannibal Tribe isn't this stinky. I really don't know how they live themselves; I can't even think about eating a meal now, I feel a bit dizzy."

The Soldiers in the back did not believe it could be so outrageous; after putting down the prey in their hands, they scrambled to move forward, wanting to take a sniff, and the result was that they were successfully tortured; one of them couldn't hold it back and vomited on the spot, followed by a burst of beautiful praise.

Everyone avoided that position, and after a short while of circulation, the stench dissipated, and everyone was able to have the courage to walk to the places where those savages had stayed; after all, they couldn't bring trouble upon themselves.

Xiong had people put away the things they had just traded; although the people of this tribe were very stinky, the quality of their things was indeed very good; those skins were no worse than what their Huaxia tanned themselves; there was no need to trade these wolf skins at the gathering, they belonged to the things that could be brought back; the skins they had accumulated along the way had basically not been processed in time, they had only picked the good quality ones to bring, and they could sell them off at the gathering later to exchange for other things, which could also reduce their transport burden.

The dried meat was even better; not only was the taste good, but it could also be completely used as Dry Rations for long-term storage; the prey they caught now was only enough for their daily needs, and there was almost no surplus.

So the dried meat had to be kept as reserve food for the return journey; if they could find this kind of thing at the gathering, they could also trade for more; it was better to be prepared, anyway, they were not short of good things that were useless but could fool people.