Chapter 499: Thrown Away

Sixia was somewhat frightened by the suddenly stern Liangji, so after Liangji finished speaking, he nodded numbly and blankly. Liangji took this as his understanding and agreement, because Huaxia's attitude toward the Sixia Tribe was very clear: the alliance was merely superficial, used to deal with the Sixia Tribe. The true core was to control the Sixia Tribe economically, turning the Sixia Tribe into labor employed by them.

Liangji could not be bothered to say more to Sixia, so he quickly told Yishang to give the weapons he had brought to the Sixia Tribe and then just bring back the Sulfur.

Yishang stood up, patted Sixia, and signaled for him to follow. Sixia was a bit confused but quickly followed Yishang.

Yishang brought Sixia into their Boat cabin. This Boat's cabin was filled with the grain used for this trade with the Sixia Tribe, as well as the Weapon intended to be given to the Sixia Tribe. Most of these weapons were captured, or brought over by tribes that Huaxia had incorporated; they were useless and could not even be burned as firewood, so they had just been left lying around in some open space. Some Spear had been used up during the previous war with the Suiren Clan, but most were still there. Bringing them over this time to give to the Sixia Tribe could be considered disposing of trash and clearing space for Huaxia.

Sixia's eyes widened when he saw the grain; he did not care about the Weapon at all. Yishang also allowed Sixia's behavior of rushing into the grain pile to grope around; after all, this grain was for them to eat, and he himself would not eat it.

Yishang asked Sixia: "How much Sulfur did you bring this time? We brought a lot of grain. If your Sulfur is not enough, you must go back quickly to keep digging, otherwise, we will not bring so much grain next time."

Sixia hurriedly turned around and said: "There is a lot of Sulfur, a lot. The Sulfur we brought this time is definitely enough. After we go back, we will continue to pick up Sulfur; it will certainly not be lacking."

Yishang nodded casually: "That will do. Go out, get off the Boat and go to the shore to coordinate with your tribesmen. We will transport the grain to the shore, and you prepare the Sulfur, understand?"

Sixia nodded repeatedly and left the grain-filled cabin with some reluctance.

Liangji did not look at Sixia anymore, but just ordered the soldier to wipe the table and chairs clean. After Sixia went over, he asked somewhat humbly: "Can... can I take all of this food away?"

Liangji raised his hand casually: "Take it, take it, take it all."

Upon hearing this, Sixia hurriedly used his hands to grab the steamed buns in the porcelain plate, then thanked Liangji with a fawning smile. He did not notice the unique, beautiful plate.

Sixia then went to the edge of the deck, wanting to go down, but he was holding the steamed buns and could not climb the ladder. A rope ladder is different from a wooden ladder; one must hold it tightly with their hands, otherwise, they would fall off.

Sixia then bit two of the steamed buns in his hands with his mouth, opening his mouth until his cheeks felt a bit sore. He stuffed the rest that he could not bite into his collar; with a leather belt tied around his waist, he was not afraid of them falling out.

Only then did he dare to carefully, testing one by one with his feet, slowly climb down the Large Ship.

Once Sixia left, Liangji glanced at the plate, teapot, and teacups on the table; the color was somewhat unsightly. After a few moments of internal struggle, he threw the plate like a dart directly toward the river surface. After the plate bounced twice on the water, it quickly sank.

The teacup and teapot were the same; held by Yishang, he walked to the edge of the deck and threw them down. After throwing them, he asked the soldier for water to rinse his hands. Only when he felt he could not wash away any more filth did Liangji's brow slightly relax.

As for these teapots and plates, they meant nothing to Huaxia. Huaxia's Porcelain was already as common as the Pottery of this era, only the color had always been just one kind: white but with a greenish tint.

Ever since Porcelain was created according to Baifeng's theoretical guidance, it had not developed for many years. The development of Porcelain was basically stagnant, only constantly increasing in shapes and types of items. The only progress was in weight, because the improvement of the glaze had reached its limit for these Artisan; all they could do was make the Porcelain thinner, better-looking, and lighter.

In Huaxia, the value of Porcelain was not high, and ordinary people could use it at will. As for trade, the Suiren Clan and the Xuanyuan Tribe had traded for some, but they were not very keen on it. If the price was high, it was not worth it; if the price was low, it was not worth it for Huaxia. For the Suiren Clan and the Xuanyuan Tribe, Porcelain was just a better-looking Pottery. It had practicality, but like Pottery, it was fragile. Breaking one would make one's heart ache for a long time; it was not as comfortable as using Pottery.

After Sixia returned to the shore by small boat, he hurriedly gathered the soldiers to load the sulfur onto the small boat. He was not worried at all that Huaxia would renege on their sulfur.

Small boat after small boat was loaded with Sulfur and left the shore, but they only took away a small portion; Huaxia did not have many small boats.

It would take a while for Huaxia to pull the grain back, so Sixia fumbled in his clothes for a while, took out a white steamed bun, and began to gnaw on it in front of all his tribesmen. Feeling it was a bit dry, he squatted down and scooped up a handful of water from the river to drink. Only now did he truly taste the flavor of the steamed bun; when he was with Liangji and Yishang just now, he was under too much pressure and did not dare to eat properly.

The other Soldier just watched, swallowing their saliva, then licked their lips with their tongues, their eyes full of longing, but they dared not move. Eating the best food and the most food was the right of the Tribal Chief; they could only watch.

Sixia finished one steamed bun and felt very satisfied. Not only his mouth but his stomach also felt very satisfied. He even felt an indescribable emotion; in any case, it made him feel very happy.

Then he watched the Huaxia small boat pull up alongside the Large Ship. A long piece of wood was tilted up from the deck of the Large Ship, with a rope and a large basket hanging from it. Their Sulfur was placed in this large basket and then lifted up bit by bit until it reached the Large Ship. However, he did not see anyone pulling that rope the whole time; there was only a piece of wood.

That piece of wood turned, and then Sixia could see nothing. After a while, another empty basket came down. This was repeated several times, and the sulfur on the small boat was cleared out.

Then he watched a large basket lowered from the large ship, filled with things. When it was lifted into the small boat, he had already judged that it was grain. Sixia could not help but feel a bit excited.

When the small boat could no longer be loaded, the Large Ship stopped, and then the small boat slowly rowed toward where they were.