Chapter 819: Caterpillar-Style Viewing

Afterward, Xiong went to the remaining few tribes to trade for their goods. Besides various high-quality furs, Xiong also traded with a tribe whose members had very red complexions, slightly different appearances, and particularly high noses, for a few pairs of very special sheep horns. According to them, they were just sheep horns, only they were very straight and sharp. The people of this tribe would sharpen these horns and use them as a Weapon.

Xiong also personally tested a Spear made from this kind of sheep horn. It was indeed quite good, sharp enough, and lighter than those made of stone. That kind of long-horned sheep was also one of their main prey, so they were not at all short on these sheep horns.

As a material for a Weapon, there was no lack of a market for these sheep horns; they had always been highly sought-after goods. Therefore, they had brought the most of this kind of sheep horn this time, and they were not at all worried about being unable to trade them away.

What remained of their tribe's goods were various hides—wolf skins and the hide of a Changmaoniu. Xiong liked them quite a bit, so the trade volume with this small tribe was still relatively large.

However, because he did not know what these horns were useful for, he only traded for a very small portion. The rest would be digested by this market. Huaxia was not short on Weapons, but the other tribes were all eyeing these horns; they still had a great need for them.

Stone and bone Weapons had always been the mainstream in this era, but making a bone Weapon was more difficult than a stone one. After all, to have a bone sufficient to serve as a Weapon material, the beast's body size had to be large enough. Some tribes, for the sake of food, would even smash the bones to eat them. Although it would be a bit strenuous when pulling them down, it was still much better than starving to death.

Besides these, Xiong also harvested some Grass Seed. Whether Huaxia had them or not, he took some of everything. Since these savages had collected them, it meant they were edible. As for what they were, once brought back, it would naturally be up to Baifeng to distinguish them. Even if only one out of a hundred could be selected, that would still be a huge profit.

It was already very clear that tiger bone was a good medicinal material, and Huaxia had plenty, but since he saw it here, he could buy a little to take back. After all, they had brought enough salt, but the quantity of goods traded for was still far from enough.

He could also trade for two or three pieces of brightly colored, good-looking stones. What if they turned out to be ore? Even if not, using them to make ornaments would be nice.

After seeing these tribes he had already promised, Xiong let them go trade on their own. He had just spent the whole time watching with these few Tribal Chiefs. What good things they had taken a liking to from each other was already clear; they just didn't want to miss out on watching Xiong trade, as they could broaden their horizons. Moreover, Xiong would mention things that Huaxia needed; they didn't have them this year, but they could get them after returning, and wouldn't they have them by next year?

At the same time, Xiong also let them go look at the Huaxia stall, just as he had told the first Tribal Chief, although Xiang was also more willing to watch Xiong. Once everything was over, these Tribal Chiefs went in a group toward the Huaxia stall.

The Huaxia Soldiers had a clear division of labor; those resting were resting, those patrolling were patrolling. There were even people specifically wandering the gathering for the sake of order. If any tribe had a conflict, they could step forward to resolve it, somewhat like what the Ministry of Justice Soldiers of Huaxia would do, specifically managing crimes and acting as mediators.

But they were overthinking it; the gathering was very peaceful. After witnessing the combat power of Huaxia, not a single tribe with no eyes dared to stick their heads out to cause trouble. Besides, trading was a matter of whether it worked or not; there wasn't much to argue about.

Two Soldiers sat cross-legged in front of the stall chatting. Currently, no tribe dared to come to them to look, or perhaps they felt they might not be able to afford Huaxia's things. They would trade for the things they wanted first, and go to the Huaxia side later. Therefore, the Huaxia area was very deserted.

The two Soldiers were chatting about nothing more than mutual trivialities and interesting events. Perhaps they hoped more to return to Huaxia safely and smoothly, take a long vacation, live well at home for a Winter, and then take this opportunity to produce a child.

Compared to other professions, they were with their families less and apart more. According to Baifeng's words, they were strong and healthy, so the children born would not be bad, and they should have more. But they also muttered in their hearts: they could only rotate home once every ten-plus days, so how could they produce more than those who went home every day?

And the beautiful scenery on the lake... there was no beautiful scenery now. Although the savages would not deliberately destroy the water source, a group of dirty savages walking back and forth by the lake made the reflection on the lake surface not look very good either. Occasionally, one could see a fish flop, pushing the leaves on the lake further away.

They were chatting happily when those few savage Tribal Chiefs came over in a group, though they were a bit reserved. These two Soldiers didn't show much, but they did stop their idle chatter.

It was very clear now: there were no gullible tribes that could pay a high price to buy their goods. If they followed their old ways of swindling, such small tribes would likely have to buy a third or a quarter of the people they brought just to trade for one plate from Huaxia.

But knowing they were paupers, these few Soldiers were too lazy to waste their breath and didn't want to say those pre-fabricated scripts.

"These are all specialties of our Huaxia. Except for Huaxia, no other tribe has them. They are all extremely precious. This one item alone is worth half your tribe, but feel free to look. If you can't afford to trade, broadening your horizons is also good. Be careful to handle with care; just don't break them." The Soldier's words were still considered amiable.

Those few Tribal Chiefs had already seen the reflection of various objects, but upon hearing they were so expensive, they really didn't dare to touch them. They could only squat down, or even lie down, eyes pressed close to look, but they didn't dare to use their hands.

The Soldier listened to the bursts of exclamations and watched their caterpillar-like postures, and helplessly said again: "You can pick them up to look; you don't have to be so afraid. Just handle them with care. Be careful when passing them to each other. As long as you don't break them on purpose, we won't make you pay for them."

A Tribal Chief who was lying down looking through a Glass cup at the feet of the Huaxia Soldier on the other side, which were somewhat distorted, asked with some unease, like a caterpillar raising its head: "Is that really okay?"

The Soldier said: "Come, sit up, and reach out your hands."

That Tribal Chief did as told, then stretched out his hands. Subsequently, in his shocked gaze, the Huaxia Soldier picked up the Glass cup with one hand and stuffed it into his hands.

"What are you afraid of? Just look. No need to be afraid. We in Huaxia keep our word; if you drop it, we won't make you pay."