Chapter 578: Chaos

In the end, the Suiren Clan used most of the animal skins they had saved to trade for Hemp Cloth and Silk from Huaxia, and used the tender leaves they had just picked to trade for Huaxia's grain; for both tribes, it was a trade that could not have been better.

Upon leaving, Zhigui said to Baoxi: "Tribal Chief Baoxi, you can still come to trade with us in Huaxia in the future. We in Huaxia welcome you very much and will not treat you differently just because our two tribes once had a war."

Baoxi also said quite frankly: "No problem, I will come back to trade with you later."

In the same department, the trade negotiations in both places were successfully completed. Originally, the Shaman's thoughts of wanting to die could be said to be very high, but because there were some new discoveries about the Xuanyuan Tribe now, as well as an exchange he had facilitated himself, he had to continue living, because if he died now, it would be too worthless.

Because this mission was completed very well, the Shaman returned to Huaxia City very happily and proudly, which was the exact opposite of how he looked when he left. Although the Shaman had already sent everything he knew to Baifeng via carrier pigeon, after all, how much could be written on paper? He still had to say it in person to feel at ease.

The Shaman vividly described to Baifeng what he saw along the way, especially when he mentioned again that he discovered the Xuanyuan Tribe had Ironware; he had even more attentively kept an eye on the Xuanyuan Tribe to see exactly how many people in the Xuanyuan Tribe had Iron Weapons. Although the result did not shock him, he still felt it was a bit too many.

The Shaman believed the greatest possibility was that someone in Huaxia had secretly sold their own family's Weapon to the Xuanyuan Tribe, but Huaxia was too large to verify. However, the fact that the Xuanyuan Tribe's Ironware was increasing day by day was an indisputable fact.

Through his own judgment, Baifeng told the Shaman that the Xuanyuan Tribe's Ironware was definitely traded with the Chiyou Tribe, so there was no need for too much panic.

It was even less likely that people from Huaxia had stolen and sold them, so the Shaman did not need to be so suspicious. Now, what he should be worried about was the ceremony to confer Nobility upon him next.

As soon as Baifeng mentioned conferring Nobility, the Shaman suddenly remembered there was such a thing; he had put all his thoughts into surnames and forgotten about the matter of conferring Nobility.

It was also true that everyone did not understand what use Nobility had, even if Baifeng had explained it very clearly, but their ability to accept new things was still insufficient. Unless there could be some opportunity or event to demonstrate the difference between having Nobility and not having it, and to reflect the importance of Nobility, only then would everyone pay more attention to it, rather than focusing on the surnames that would be everywhere in the future and that everyone would have.

The Shaman was very indifferent: "King, you can just arrange this as you see fit."

Baifeng retorted: "Is this for your business or mine? Besides, you are the Minister of Rites; this should have been your concern in the first place. You handle this matter well first, then we'll talk. I said it, you will be conferred Nobility as soon as you return, that is, right now, and it will not be delayed."

The Shaman did not refute again, but still brought up a point: "King, didn't you say that when I am conferred Nobility, you would also confer it to Xiong? What have you prepared for him?"

Only then did Baifeng remember there was such an important figure. In fact, everything for Xiong had already been prepared; it was just missing a good opportunity.

Baifeng had no choice but to arrange for someone to go and find Xiong first. With someone to accompany him, the Shaman was naturally more relaxed, but he was still very curious about what Xiong's surname was.

Baifeng had originally wanted to use 'Bear' as a surname, but now he felt a bit annoyed and afraid of the creature known as a bear, even if this bear in Huaxia was his good friend and one of the people most worthy of trust. And if he really used 'Bear' as a surname, what should he call him? Bear Bear, or Little Bear Bear? He was not that old friend who held a chainsaw.

Xiong was called over. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the Shaman was also there. His first reaction was that there must be some major event in Huaxia again, otherwise how could they be gathered here? Plus, the Shaman had just gone to the Xuanyuan Tribe, so he was a bit nervous now; he did not hope for another war in Huaxia.

However, what greeted Xiong were the smiling faces of the two, and there was no tense atmosphere. The Tea Leaves that had just been sent back had not been stir-fried yet, so Baifeng did not boil tea for them.

The Tea Leaves sent this time were all the best and tenderest tea, but correspondingly, the quantity would be smaller. For the ordinary masses, the price of this batch of Tea Leaves was a bit too high. What they could drink would have to wait until later, when the large leaves came down; after stir-frying, they would not be bad, but in the end, they would not be as good as this kind.

Because Xuanyuan was preparing to come over, Baifeng wanted to use the stir-frying technology of Tea Leaves to trade for a long-term supply of Tea Leaves from the Xuanyuan Tribe. It would be best if the Xuanyuan Tribe could find a place themselves to build a tea garden.

According to Baifeng's own estimation, although he did not know which tribe the Xuanyuan Tribe was in conflict with now, a conflict with the Chiyou Tribe was still early. Next, it would probably be with the Shennong Clan. The Shennong Clan joined the Xuanyuan Tribe, hence the Yanhuang Descendants; the Jiuli, Dongyi, and other tribes eventually fled to the southwest after being defeated, becoming the common people.

As long as he could grasp the things Xuanyuan needed most and then establish a non-military alliance, then for the development of both tribes, it would be the best. Huaxia had technology, and the Xuanyuan Tribe had products; they could even intermarry.

Of course, these were all things that could only be discussed after Xuanyuan arrived. Now, Baifeng needed to make up for the debts he owed these old generals.

Throughout Huaxia, those Baifeng prepared to confer as Marquis were basically the heads of each department; the second-in-command could be conferred as Count. The heads had the seniority, had the merits, and had been following him for a very long time; loyalty was inevitable.

But for him, the most important ones were those who assisted in holding military power and financial power. The Shaman had already handed over the financial power and was preparing to retire. A misunderstanding about a surname had made him age even more severely. Baifeng was very afraid of what to do if he thought of nothing and committed suicide. Wouldn't that mean those who followed him had no good end? No matter what, there had to be someone to set a good example.

Chi died for Huaxia; his family and descendants still lived comfortably now, and it would be the same in the future. Baifeng's treatment of his family was that even if his family had descendants with intellectual disabilities, as long as they were willing, they could all be sent to the Advanced School to learn a subject they liked, without worrying about the children having no future after he died.

And now, it was the Shaman and Xiong's turn. The Shaman had already been told, but Xiong had not received any news yet.

Baifeng let Xiong sit down first, then said: "As for me, I am preparing to bestow a surname and confer Nobility upon the Shaman."