Chapter 573: Toilet

The Ironware from the Chiyou Tribe is lower in price and has no restrictions on trade volume; if you say you want a Weapon, they will forge one to trade with you. But Huaxia is different; not only do they not trade them, but even the ones obtained through trade are already worn out, and the price is extremely high.

The Ironware trade between the Xuanyuan Tribe and the Chiyou Tribe only just began at the end of last year, because the Chiyou Tribe's own production is not high and they must prioritize their own Soldiers. There is not much they can trade to the Xuanyuan Tribe, but for Xuanyuan, it is already enough. Having a good start means that at least in the future, they will have iron Weapons to use. Added to the tribe's own steadily increasing Bronze production, it is not impossible for all Soldiers to be able to use metal Weapons.

Xuanyuan also timely skipped this question; the Shaman did not ask, and he would not bring it up. If he said it, would Huaxia lower their prices to sell them Weapons for the sake of those benefits? It is completely impossible. Fortunately, Huaxia and the Chiyou Tribe do not know each other, and it is impossible for them to have any contact; Chiyou has not even heard of the name Huaxia.

"Then are you still going to trade for Slaves? Now our tribe no longer has any Slaves to trade with you."

Hearing Xuanyuan's question, the Shaman immediately pulled back his thoughts: "Oh, Slaves are not our goal. We do not need to trade for Slaves now. Just like before, what we need are those grass roots and tree barks, as well as Tung Oil seeds. Another thing we need in large quantities is animal hides. We have brought enough Cloth and Silk to trade for animal hides."

The Xuanyuan Tribe is the original producer of Silk. The silkworms raised by Leizu are densely packed, filling room after room. The number of mulberry leaves they need to eat every day is an extremely huge figure. For this reason, the Xuanyuan Tribe planted a mountain full of mulberry trees, which finally maintained the silkworms' needs.

However, their production is large, but it still cannot meet the demand. After all, the Xuanyuan Tribe's population is too large, and Hemp Cloth and Silk are not enough. After the Xiling arrived here, Silk was no longer so precious and rare. Although it still is for other tribes, the Xuanyuan Tribe is already wearing clothes made of Silk.

Huaxia is the same; the Shaman is also wearing Silk this time, and it is dyed, not a dull pure white. Xuanyuan had long ago witnessed Huaxia's dyeing technology, but unfortunately, they have not yet broken through the point of color fixation. The color can be dyed on, but after washing many times, it fades.

Xuanyuan does not oppose this trade. Wearing animal hides has a time limit; their tribe's summer is very hot and humid. Wearing animal hides makes people feel sticky and exceptionally uncomfortable, but they cannot let everyone be naked. All they can do is have them use Hemp Cloth to cover their lower bodies.

Huaxia has a surplus of Hemp Cloth, and they have a surplus of animal hides; it is the most suitable trade for true mutual exchange.

The matter of Tung seeds has also been troubling Xuanyuan. For every type of plant, grass root, and tree bark that Huaxia needs, they are the main subjects of Qibo's research. Most of them have been discovered to have very great uses and are very good medicinal materials, so naturally, they are vigorously dug up and stored for the tribespeople to use. But there are just a few types that they completely do not understand the use of; as medicine, they are almost never used, and some are even too toxic and very dangerous.

Among them, Tung seeds are one type; the toxicity is very strong. As medicine, they can only be used externally; they can repel insects, and they are also effective for certain insect sores. However, Xuanyuan knows very clearly that Huaxia is not a place with many poisonous insects; on the contrary, there are more here.

The quantity of Tung seeds that Huaxia asks for every time is very large; it is impossible for them to be used for repelling insects.

"What do you use the Tung seeds for when you take them back?"

The Shaman kept his mouth shut: "Tribal Chief Xuanyuan, this is not a necessary point for the trade, is it?"

Xuanyuan was relatively firm: "But I can also choose not to trade the Tung seeds. You Huaxia do not have this thing, right?"

The Shaman was speechless. This is how Huaxia trades with the outside world, especially when trading with Xuanyuan; he always likes to get to the bottom of things, fearing that Huaxia will trade for something that has very important effects but that they do not know about.

"Tribal Chief Xuanyuan, I am afraid I cannot answer this question for you. Only our King can answer this question for you."

Xuanyuan was also very straightforward: "Then we will not trade Tung seeds this time. Let's trade after I have asked Xuanyuan."

The Shaman's pressure rose again. Huaxia is very short of Tung Oil, and the Ministry of Works has been urging them. Without Tung Oil, the Large Ships they build cannot be launched, and things in many places cannot be made. This time, Ben had high hopes for the Shaman and repeatedly urged him to bring back as many Tung seeds as possible.

After thinking, the Shaman chose a method he could handle: "Tribal Chief Xuanyuan, why don't you change to another question? As long as I can answer it for you, I will never hide it, and then you trade the Tung seeds to us, how about that?"

This is the routine that Baifeng always uses; he did not expect his subordinate to use it too. But Xuanyuan, who has a strong desire for knowledge, could not stand this; he was truly tempted.

However, he did not directly ask what he wanted to ask, but instead made a sharp turn and asked the Shaman: "What is the population of your Huaxia now?"

"This, this, Tribal Chief Xuanyuan, I really cannot say this. How about changing to the next one?"

Xuanyuan feigned disdain: "You cannot even answer this, what else can I ask? If it were Baifeng, he could make a decision directly. Compared to Baifeng, you are still too far behind."

The Shaman's head began to sweat, but he did not feel that Xuanyuan was humiliating him, because what he said was the truth. He only blamed himself for being incompetent. Now he is very afraid of messing things up, and then he would not only fail to make any achievements for Huaxia but would instead delay Huaxia's development.

"Tribal Chief Xuanyuan, I really cannot say this. Huaxia's population, property, and such are all confidential. How about you change to another question and see?"

Xuanyuan then threw out the question he really wanted to ask: "What is a toilet?"

"Ah, a toilet, a toilet..."

"Don't tell me you don't even have the qualifications to answer this? Then are you really representing Baifeng?"

The Shaman thought about the pros and cons and felt that this would have no impact on Huaxia. After a long time, Xuanyuan would discover the problem himself and then solve it.

"This, I can answer."

"Oh, you must not hide anything."

The Shaman said everything as it was: "A toilet is a place for people to poop and pee."

Now it was Xuanyuan's turn to be surprised: "Pooping and peeing needs a special place? Isn't just any piece of land fine?"

The Shaman felt he was about to win a round: "Tribal Chief Xuanyuan, don't you think your Qingqiu City has a smell that is too strong? Aren't you afraid of stepping on other people's feces while walking on the road? How is this any different from wild beasts?"

Xuanyuan was rarely blushing, feeling ashamed, but he also immediately thought of the rationality of this matter and felt that it was indeed very necessary.