Jiang Xuan ate something under Hongyan's warm hospitality, and then was taken to visit the blue sheep tribe.
It was almost evening at this time, the sun was gradually setting in the west, and the entire blue sheep tribe was shrouded in a layer of faint red light.
"Chief Xuan, when we were at the foot of the mountain just now, you said that your Teng tribe wanted to do business with other tribes?" Hong Yan asked.
"Yes, we do want to trade some things with other tribes."
"Chief Xuan, our Blue Sheep tribe also wants to trade!"
Hongyan's face lit up and he asked again: "I wonder what kind of goods your Vine Tribe has?"
Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "Do you need the finest animal bones, teeth, and skins?"
"Is there anything else?" Hong Yan was obviously not interested in things like animal bones and teeth.
"Yes, I wonder if you have ever heard of magic mushrooms? They are specially used by witches."
"God's Mushroom? The God's Mushroom of the Mountain Turtle Tribe?" Hongyan looked a little excited, obviously he knew the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
"That's right, it's the divine mushroom of the Shangui Tribe." Jiang Xuan replied in the affirmative.
"Let's go, Chief Xuan, I'll take you to see the shaman of our tribe." Hong Yan couldn't wait to take Jiang Xuan to the highest point of the tribe's residence.
Jiang Xuan also wanted to meet the spiritual leader of the Blue Sheep tribe, so he followed him forward.
Not long after, they arrived at the highest point of the Yanyang tribe's residential area, where the shaman of the Yanyang tribe lived.
Jiang Xuan discovered that the shamans of the Yanyang tribe actually lived in a cave dwelling.
There are several totem poles standing outside the cave dwelling, with a large number of totem patterns of the blue sheep tribe painted on them. They look quite old.
There were two soldiers guarding the outside of the cave. After seeing Jiang Xuan, the two soldiers stared at him warily for a while.
However, Jiang Xuan was brought by Hongyan, so they didn't say much.
Hongyan said: "Leader Xuan, wait here. I'll go in first and talk to the witch about the situation."
"Okay." Jiang Xuan nodded.
Hongyan walked into the cave, whispered the situation to the shaman inside, and came to the entrance of the cave again not long after.
"Chief Xuan, the wizard has met with you. Come in."
Under the leadership of Hong Yan, Jiang Xuan walked into the cave dwelling.
This is a very large cave dwelling, almost entirely hewn manually.
There are some polished stones on the cave wall and a large number of original murals.
Jiang Xuan took a few cursory glances and found that most of the murals were related to sacrifices and hunting, and there were also some pictures. Because the paintings were too abstract, Jiang Xuan could not tell what the specific meaning was.
There are also some rough utensils placed in the cave dwelling, including stone utensils, bone utensils, and a few pieces of old pottery.
In addition, there are a large number of blue sheep skulls with horns placed everywhere, which look a bit eye-catching.
In the center of the cave dwelling, there is a fire pit, and the shaman of the Yanyang tribe is sitting there.
This is a strange old man. He is wearing an animal skin coat made of rock sheepskin, with two rock sheep horns on his head, and a goatee on his chin. He looks quite funny.
Hongyan said respectfully: "The leader of the Wu Teng tribe has brought it."
The shaman of the Yanyang tribe nodded. He looked at Jiang Xuan and, like the others, felt deeply about Jiang Xuan's youth.
Then, the shaman of the Yanyang tribe went straight to the topic.
"I heard that the Vine tribe has magic mushrooms?"
"Yes, we do have a divine mushroom." In fact, the Teng tribe has two divine mushrooms, but Jiang Xuan did not reveal all the details.
The eyes of the shaman of the Yanyang tribe lit up and he said, "What do you want to trade with this magic mushroom?"
Jiang Xuandao: "It depends on what your blue sheep tribe has."
The shaman of the Blue Sheep tribe thought for a moment.
Winter is approaching, and food cannot be traded, because the blue sheep tribe itself does not have enough to eat.
The Vine tribe should not be short of such things as animal skins and bones.
Finally, the shaman of the Yanyang tribe took out a wooden jar, placed it in front of Jiang Xuan, and said, "Leader Xuan, what do you think of this thing?"
Jiang Xuan picked up the jar and found a jar of white solid inside, so he asked curiously: "What is this?"
The shaman of the Yanyang tribe said: "This is insect wax. Among the several tribes nearby, only our Yanyang tribe has it."
"It can be used to make witchcraft medicine to treat diseases, and it can also be used to light lamps. It is a very good thing."
"Chief Xuan, look."
The shaman of the Blue Sheep tribe took out another stone jar, which was also filled with insect wax, but there was a small bark rope in the middle, and the exposed part was burnt black.
The shaman of the Yanyang tribe took a small piece of firewood from the fire pit, then placed it on the stone pot and lit the bark rope.
Soon, a little flame started to burn. The flame was very stable and continued to burn.
At the same time, Jiang Xuan discovered that when the insect wax burned, there was not only no smoke, but also a light fragrance, which was refreshing and very comfortable.
Hong Yan said proudly from the side: "Chief Xuan, just such a small jar of insect wax can burn it for several days."
Jiang Xuan was very shocked, because in his opinion, this thing was just a large primitive candle!
The Yanyang tribe shaman took out a stone knife again and said to Hongyan: "Cut it on your arm."
Hongyan took the stone knife and made a cut on his arm without changing his expression, and blood immediately oozed out.
The shaman of the Yanyang tribe scraped some powder from a solid piece of insect wax with a knife, and sprinkled it directly on the newly carved wound on Hongyan.
A magical scene appeared.
The insect wax powder quickly adhered to the wound and condensed into a scab, stopping the bleeding within a short time.
The shaman of the Yanyang tribe said to Jiang Xuan: "The purpose of insect wax powder is not only to stop bleeding, but also has a very good therapeutic effect on burns, scalds, sores, etc. If mixed with other healing powders, the effect will be even better."
It will be better.”
"Leader Xuan, what do you think of exchanging insect wax for divine mushrooms?"
After Jiang Xuan listened to the introduction by the shaman of the Yanyang tribe and witnessed the hemostatic effect of insect wax with his own eyes, he knew that it was definitely a good thing.
However, how much insect wax can be replaced by a magic mushroom is a question.
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The shaman of the Yanyang tribe asked: "How much does Chief Xuan want?"
Sure enough, anyone who can survive for a long time in such a dangerous world is not a fool, not to mention that the other party is a witch.
Jiang Xuan thought for a while, pointed to other jars in the cave, and said: "The magic mushroom is too precious. We also got one by chance. I want to exchange all the insect wax here."
Jiang Xuan did a rough count and found that there were dozens of jars on the ground. He was like a lion.
Sure enough, the Yanyang tribe shaman said in a dilemma: "Chief Xuan, are you asking for too much?"
Jiang Xuandao: "There is only one Divine Mushroom. After the transaction, our Vine Tribe will no longer have it, but your insect wax can be obtained continuously. In total, you will make more money."
The shaman of the Blue Sheep Tribe shook his head, then took away half of the jar on the ground and said, "I can use at most half of the insect wax here in exchange for your magic mushrooms."
Jiang Xuan frowned and said: "In this case, let's talk about trading other things, such as pottery that can be used to cook food. Our Vine tribe also has it."
"There is another kind of product that you will definitely like too, and that is salt, good salt!"
When they heard "pottery" and "salt", Wu and Hongyan's eyes lit up. Obviously they needed both goods.
The shaman of the Yanyang Tribe was silent for a moment and said: "If Chief Xuan can bring pottery and salt to trade, I can add three cans of white wax to the trade of magic mushrooms."
Jiang Xuanzhuangruo said in embarrassment: "Okay, but the weather is getting colder and colder. If we go back and bring the goods over, it will definitely be too late."
"Let's see if we can do this. Your Blue Sheep Tribe will dispatch some warriors to bring the goods to our Vine Tribe. This way we should be able to complete the transaction before it snows."
The shaman of the Yanyang tribe exchanged glances with the leader Hong Yan, and then nodded in agreement, because what Jiang Xuan said was true, it was indeed going to snow soon.
After talking about the matter, Jiang Xuan and Hong Yan left the cave. At this time, it was already dark outside, and the cold moonlight shone on the earth.
Because there was moonlight, Hongyan did not light a torch, so the two of them walked slowly towards the large wooden house in the center of the tribe.
On the way, Jiang Xuan asked curiously: "Chief Hongyan, can I ask, what is that insect wax?"
Hongyan smiled and said, "It's okay to tell you."
To be continued...