Chapter 393: Keep on Bluffing

Xiong did not speak either, staring straight at the stall owner, staring until the stall owner felt guilty, yet he still stubbornly said: "You know, these rhinoceros horns are very rare..."

Xiong interrupted his words directly at this moment: "This thing is indeed rare, but what is the use of it? When all is said and done, it is still just a horn; it cannot be eaten and it cannot be worn. How about this, for these six rhinoceros horns, I will give you six Salted Fish, and that is already a huge profit for you. Otherwise, if you wait until the gathering of the next summer and winter to come again, you might not be able to sell them, and you might not be able to trade for such good Salted Fish as ours."

After saying this, Xiong even shook the Salted Fish in his hand, and the stall owner's gaze moved up and down following the Salted Fish. Finally, he struggled internally: "But these six are really too few; ten, ten and I will give them to you!"

Xiong pretended to be about to put the Salted Fish away: "Seven at most. If you want them, take them; if not, forget it. I only wanted to trade because I found this thing curious. To tell you the truth, it is not something I must have."

Seeing that the Salted Fish were about to leave him, the stall owner hurriedly said: "Seven, just seven, but you must give me bigger Salted Fish."

Only then did Xiong hand one Salted Fish from his hand to the stall owner and asked the Soldier to take out six more: "Rest assured, in our tribe's Salted Fish, there is not a single small one. They are all made from the largest fish and use the most salt; just the salt on one fish is enough for you to eat for a summer and winter."

The Salted Fish were all handed to the stall owner, and then Xiong went on to collect the few rhinoceros horns himself, putting them into the pocket of the Soldier beside him.

Afterwards, he continued to look at the items on this stall, which were basically all kinds of animal skins. Xiong picked and chose; although they were processed exceptionally well, they were all skins of common wild beasts, and they were not lacking them themselves, so there was nothing worth trading for.

However, when he flipped to the bottom, he saw two very beautiful skins, mainly white with some black spots, and the fur was very long, especially that tail, which was even more fluffy. Xiong had never seen this kind of wild beast, so he picked one up and asked: "What is this skin from? I have truly never seen it."

The stall owner was still licking the Salted Fish; seeing Xiong holding a skin, he smacked his lips and said: "This thing is a Snow Leopard, coming down from the Snow mountains. It is also quite rare; we cannot hunt many in a year. The skin of this thing is very warm; do you want it?"

Xiong did not think much: "You name your price. If it is reasonable, I will take it, but do not try to swindle me again; I do not have time to bicker with you."

The stall owner's expression turned slightly serious: "How could I swindle you? The price of skins is about the same at this gathering, but this kind of skin is better than others, so it will be a bit more expensive. Your Salted Fish are not bad either. How about this, two skins for five Salted Fish, how is that? Just one Salted Fish more expensive than other skins."

Xiong could accept this price, and it was considered reasonable, so he did not haggle anymore and directly asked the Soldier to take the Salted Fish to the stall owner. Now there was truly nothing left to look at on this stall, so Xiong neatly took the two skins and got up to leave.

Meanwhile, at their Huaxia stall, another big client arrived, which was the Wulengge Tribe. As soon as they arrived, the onlookers scattered instantly, and the area around the stall became empty in an instant.

Originally, there was a Soldier who was guarding the stall, but as soon as that smell drifted over, he immediately ran away to find a place in the camp to vomit. He was the only one who had been gagged by the smell last time, and his reaction was even more severe this time.

As for the person in charge of guarding the stall, even though their facial features were twisted by the stench, they had to stay behind and try their best to squeeze out a smile to treat these people from the Wulengge Tribe.

The people who came this time were not the same batch they met last time, and the interpreter they brought had also changed, but they were still able to understand the identity of the newcomers in an instant; the long hair and the stench were their calling cards.

These people had originally come to join in the fun, but after squeezing in without any effort, their gazes immediately fell upon the Glass cups. A group of people pointed at the Glass cups and chattered for a long while, then asked the interpreter to relay: "Are you the tribe that has cattle!"

The Soldier squeezed out a smile and replied: "It is us. When we were on the road, we even made a trade!"

Once these words were spoken, several long-haired people chattered for a while again, and the interpreter relayed: "Didn't you say these cups were used by the gods? Why did you trade one to us, and you still have more?"

The Soldier was not flustered at all and continued to use the previous set of rhetoric: "You yourselves probably have more than one jar for drinking water. The gods never lack cups; even if they were bestowed upon us, there would certainly not be only one, right?"

After the interpreter relayed this, the long-haired people were silent for a while, then discussed in low voices for a while, before asking the interpreter to ask: "Then how many of these cups of yours are there in total?"

The Huaxia Soldier felt that a big business opportunity might be coming, so he pretended to be thinking and said: "Five! We have already traded one to you."

In reality, there were ten in their luggage, but in order to maximize profits, he decided to take out four more to seal the deal, and as for the one that was accidentally broken, he did not mention a single word.

After hearing the interpreter's relay, the several long-haired people revealed a relatively satisfied expression, and then asked the interpreter to say: "We want all the remaining four, just according to the previous price, how about it?"

When the Soldier heard this, the good thing had come too easily. If he held back and did not sell, he was afraid he would not even be able to sell three at this gathering, as there were not many big tribes after all.

So he agreed immediately, and with an expression carrying some fear to give the customer the best shopping experience, he also made a suggestion: "We already have enough animal skins and do not need them; just convert them into equivalent food. Dried meat or Grass Seed will both do."

After the long-haired savages finished listening, they discussed it again before asking the interpreter to say: "We do not have that much food for the moment; let us go and exchange for some first. However, you are not allowed to trade your cups to anyone else, understand?"

The Huaxia Soldier nodded repeatedly, an expression of fear appearing on his face.

Afterwards, the people from the Wulengge Tribe left. The people who had just scattered gathered back around, wanting to smell the Wine, but after taking a deep breath, they all slipped away?

It was a pity that the people from the Wulengge Tribe did not smell the Wine; otherwise, this Wine could also have been packed up and traded to them.

Because the smell was too strong, no one came to their stall, so the Soldier simply packed up the things on the stall and brought them back to the camp, preparing to eat something now and go back to set up once the smell dissipated later.

However, the people from the Wulengge Tribe would be coming back later, and if they came once, their business could not be done, so they would have to move to a different spot by then.

However, his anxiety disappeared immediately because he discovered a few clusters of withering white wormwood in the camp. This thing was relatively similar to mugwort; they looked quite different, but both could repel mosquitoes. In Huaxia, it could be said to be known to everyone, and it had another effect: it had a strong smell, which was not exactly pungent, so it could be burned later to counter the smell of the Wulengge Tribe.