After entering the Shangui tribe, Jiang Xuan and others were warmly received.
During the meal, Gojia specially made mushroom barbecue, which tasted very delicious.
Shanjia also noticed the old witch, because the totem pattern on his face was obviously different from that of the people of the Vine tribe.
"Which tribe does this old man belong to?"
The old witch replied: "Eastern Wasteland, Eagle Tribe."
"East...East Wasteland...is so far away!"
Shanjia didn't know anything about the Eagle Tribe and didn't know that the Eagle Tribe was a big tribe. He just curiously asked the old witch about the Eastern Wasteland, and the old witch also answered.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Xuan asked: "Do you know where the Crow Tribe went in the end?"
Shanjia replied: "I sent soldiers to track them down and found that they had migrated to the place where the mosquito tribe lived before. It is estimated that the houses have been built now."
"Where did the Mosquito tribe live?"
Jiang Xuan was surprised. He never thought that the two tribes that had enmity with the Vine tribe would take a fancy to that piece of territory one after another. Maybe this was fate.
Jiang Xuan thought that when the Vine Tribe became stronger, he could let the Vine God go again and completely wipe out the Crow Tribe, which would be regarded as revenge for the former Deer Tribe.
Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "Chief Shanjia, maybe we can cooperate in the future and attack the Crow tribe together."
Shanjia thought about it for a while and said: "No problem, our Shanjia tribe will definitely contribute when the time comes!"
"Okay, then we look forward to that day coming soon!"
After the two reached a simple consensus, their relationship became even better. They ate, drank, talked and laughed happily.
After eating and drinking, it's time to get down to business.
"Chief Shanjia, it's the same this time. We want to trade some magic mushrooms that can enhance the strength of warriors."
Shan Jia asked: "There is no problem with the transaction, but I want to see what goods Chief Xuan has brought."
Between tribes, bartering is more cumbersome and requires both parties to have goods that each other needs.
If one party brings goods that the other party does not want, the transaction cannot be concluded.
Jiang Xuandao: "The Shanjia leader will definitely like the goods we brought this time. However, this transaction must be kept secret and not let too many people know about it."
"Oh? Do you still want to keep it a secret?"
"That's right, if the leader of Shanjia cannot keep it secret, we will have to give up on this transaction."
Shanjia also wanted to see what good things Jiang Xuan had brought, so he ordered all other soldiers in the room to go out.
Jiang Xuan also waved his hand, and everyone including the old witch left, leaving only him and Shan Jia in the room.
The flames of the fire pit were beating "crackingly". Jiang Xuan and Shanjia were sitting by the fire pit, and the atmosphere was a bit mysterious.
"Chief Xuan, can you speak now?"
Jiang Xuan nodded, took out a small clay pot from the animal skin bag he carried with him, handed it to the mountain armor, and said: "Let's take a look at it, leader mountain armor."
"What is this?"
The Golin opened the jar with doubts, and then saw a jar of light red salt with larger particles and as beautiful as crystal.
The mountain beetle's eyes suddenly widened: "This...could this be..."
Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "The leader of Shanjia can try it."
In the Shangui tribe, Shanjia was not afraid of Jiang Xuan poisoning, so he nodded.
With excitement, the mountain turtle pinched a small piece of light red salt and put it into his mouth.
The salty taste filled his mouth, purer than any salt he had ever tasted before!
"Salt, good salt!"
Shan Jia looked at the small jar in surprise. He never thought that the Vine Tribe actually had such good salt.
"Is there only this small jar?" Golin asked again.
Jiang Xuan shook his head and said: "No, we brought a big jar! This is why I asked the Shanjia leader to keep it a secret. The salt is too precious."
"Don't worry, Chief Xuan, we will keep it secret. Where is the salt? We can start the transaction right away."
"Don't worry, Chief Shanjia, besides salt, we also brought other goods."
"What cargo?" Gojia looked forward to more surprises.
Jiang Xuan did not answer him directly, but asked: "Chief Shanjia, what do you think of this clay pot filled with salt?"
After hearing Jiang Xuan's words, Shanjia picked up the small clay pot and observed it carefully, and found that there were a lot of patterns on it, which were very beautiful.
Not only that, the bottom of the small clay pot also has the totem pattern of the rattan tribe.
Shanjia was not stupid either. He immediately guessed that the pottery pot was made by the Vine Tribe.
"Chief Xuan, the goods you are talking about are not pottery, are they?"
Jiang Xuan smiled and nodded, saying: "Yes, it's pottery."
"Our Vine Tribe has pottery tripods, pottery pots, pottery basins, pottery vases, pottery plates, pottery bowls, pottery cups... there is always pottery you like."
Shanjia was stunned when he heard this. He never expected that the Teng tribe could actually produce so many pottery.
"Chief Xuan, is your Teng tribe a medium-sized tribe?"
In Shanjia's understanding, it is impossible for a small tribe to possess so many things.
Jiang Xuandao: "We are still a small tribe now, but I believe we will become a medium-sized tribe in the future."
If someone else said this, Shanjia would definitely sneer at it, because he knows very well how difficult it is to become a medium-sized tribe.
The Mountain Turtle Tribe has been here for so many years and has all kinds of magic mushrooms, but at its peak, the population did not exceed a thousand.
To become a medium-sized tribe, the population must be at least five thousand, which is really difficult.
But I don't know why, when Jiang Xuan said this, Shanjia didn't think it was inappropriate at all, as if Jiang Xuan was just stating a fact.
In the final analysis, it was because the Vine Tribe had given him too many shocks.
Whether it was forcing the crow tribe back, bringing out salt and exquisite pottery, or riding two ferocious birds, it didn't look like the style of a small tribe.
Shan Jia said: "Then let's bring in all the goods and start trading. Don't worry, Chief Xuan. I will definitely keep the salt matter a secret."
Jiang Xuan nodded, then walked outside the door and asked Goudou and others to bring the goods in.
The mountain turtle also brought a few soldiers and brought in several bags of magic mushrooms.
During the transaction, in order to keep it secret, only Jiang Xuan and Shan Jia were in the room, while the others remained outside.
This transaction went very smoothly.
The Mountain Turtle tribe received a large jar of salt, two practical pottery vessels, several pottery pots, and some animal teeth and bones.
The Vine Tribe obtained a large number of magical mushrooms, such as the Powerful Mushroom, the Luminous Mushroom, the Swift Mushroom, etc.
As for the divine mushroom that Shan Jia strongly admired, Jiang Xuan didn't want it, which made Shan Jia a little disappointed.
After all, exchanging magic mushrooms for large amounts of materials is an important way for the Mountain Turtle Tribe to make profits from their transactions.
However, even without trading the divine mushrooms, the Mountain Turtle Tribe’s harvest was pretty good, and the Mountain Turtle tribe was quite satisfied with the transaction.
After the transaction, everyone relaxed, and Shanjia took Jiang Xuan and others to wander in the Shangui tribe.
"Crash..."
At this moment, the sound of waves suddenly came from the large swamp in the distance.
Mountain Turtle immediately became nervous, and quickly ran toward the water with his weapon, together with the warriors of the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
After a while, a group of people appeared in the swamp. They rode dozens of strange water beasts and gradually approached the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
When the mountain turtle saw these people, its nervousness immediately dissipated.
The mountain armor laughed and said: "Hahaha, it turns out that our friends from the Otter tribe are here."
Dozens of strange water beasts climbed onto the shore, and hundreds of warriors on the backs of the water beasts jumped off.
The leader has small eyes and a short stature. He looks rather wretched, but he also has four horizontal lines on his face. He is obviously a powerful four-color warrior.
This person's name is Lu Zhu, and he is the leader of the Otter tribe.
To be continued...