The action of worshiping the old lady was very fast.
Among the tribe, her orders are second only to those of the gods.
At this time, she was representing God and conveying God's will.
The crowd excitedly rushed to their respective accounts and was busy rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
The old lady actually walked to the tent that Zhou Li'an had just visited, and quickly took out a belt buckle. The workmanship was very rough, but it was golden.
Zhou Li'an's eyes were hot when he saw it, but he still maintained his character and nodded slightly, pretending to be indifferent.
He knew that there were misunderstandings in his way of thinking.
Gold was worthless to the natives of North America, so he rummaged through the chests containing valuables, but obviously couldn't find what he was looking for. All he found was a shiny skull on a plate.
Soon, a crowd gathered and placed the gold jewelry they brought from home on the previous altar and spread it all over the floor.
Of course they won't hide anything.
God has given gifts, and they must also contribute.
If the old lady hadn't stopped him, leader Qian Ya would have killed several people for Zhou Li'an's entertainment.
Not surprisingly, this is the entire clan’s wealth.
Zhou Li'an picked up a piece of gold jewelry at random and examined it. Most of the jewelry was dark in color, and the purity of the gold should not be high, but quantity was the key to success.
A rough estimate is that after smelting all the gold, it will weigh about one kilogram.
For 1,000 grams, the recent gold price is around 450 yuan, totaling 450,000 yuan, which is equivalent to 70,000 U.S. dollars.
This was his salary one year before he resigned.
It took a week to obtain the system, and finally the hard work paid off.
But if you want to activate the official version of the system——
Not enough, far from enough!
But at least the first step has been taken and a consensus has been established. The old lady knows what she needs. As long as she is not stupid, she will definitely find a way to collect more gold for herself.
The more important point...
The entire tribe could not digest the salt brought by Zhou Li'an. Of course, they were not willing to enjoy this hard-won precious gift. Instead, they used the salt to trade with other tribes in exchange for the necessities they needed.
Compared with worthless gold, salt is the hard currency of this era.
Zhou Li'an did not stay in the tribe for long.
The injured patient was disinfected and replaced with a wound patch, and then he called the system and left.
Of course he left a message from God before leaving.
A floor mural.
Tell the old lady that he will return again after the sun and moon change.
Zhou Li'an disappeared in a flash, showing a miracle.
The old lady led the tribesmen and kowtowed continuously. It was not until he left for a long time that she stood up again.
The leader, Qiantooth, has already regained his composure.
He deeply realized that the status of witches was unshakable and that only witches understood God better. He was too stupid before.
"Witch, I was wrong, please forgive me."
The old lady glanced at him lightly, and she was secretly relieved...
She learned the art of offering sacrifices and praying to gods from her previous witch since she was a child, and her heart of worshiping gods was deep-rooted. However, after seeing the arrival of the true god, her piety was different from that of others, and she became shaken.
The arrival of God was an accident and had nothing to do with her long life of sacrificial prayers.
Moreover, she cannot communicate with God and cannot understand God's language.
Of course the old lady was not questioning God, she was questioning herself.
However, she finally felt relieved after understanding what God needed and leaving God's will to return again. God will have a close connection with their tribe.
The premise is...
"Kai Tooth, pack up these God's gifts and organize your manpower. We are going to conduct a transaction with our neighbors to obtain more sacrifices."
…
Salem, Oregon.
This little-known town is the state capital of Oregon.
It is also the oldest city in the state.
It was once an important hub for overseas immigrants and gold diggers in the 19th century. Therefore, there are a lot of Chinese in the small town, mostly third and fourth generation Chinese. Many of them can no longer even speak Chinese and have long been yellow-skinned and white-hearted.
There is a tourist attraction located underground in the city. At the end of the gold rush, someone once discovered a large number of smelted gold bars in the basement of a shop and became ownerless items.
There were rumors that the owner of the house was a Chinese and had close ties with certain gangs. The gold was stolen by the gangs. And for some special reasons, the treasure trove was forgotten and later discovered and handed over by the new owner.
There are many versions of the story, all of which illustrate the brilliance and darkness of an era.
Upstairs in the basement of the tourist spot is the grocery street, which the local Chinese call China Street.
At this time, Zhou Li'an was sitting in front of the counter of a Chinese pawn shop in the grocery street——
"Copper? You said these things are all copper?"
A thin old man with old-fashioned tortoiseshell eyes at the counter looked at him jokingly, not even bothering to speak.
I thought it was a big deal.
It turned out to be a stupid young man who came to spice up the old man's life.
Zhou Li'an looked confused and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't there any gold in this?"
The old man was a little impatient. If he hadn't seen that he was Chinese, he would have driven him away.
In the end, I picked out three or two pieces of jewelry from a counter full of jewelry: "That's it, but the purity is definitely not high. I'll give you the price according to the excess after burning. The processing depreciation fee is 15%. Can I sell it?"
The corners of Zhou Li'an's mouth twitched a few times, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Sell."
The old man didn't hesitate, he lit a fire on the workbench to burn the gold and purify it.
After getting busy, I used tweezers to carefully hold three golden beans with water droplets and smile, and put them on the electronic scale: "3.6 grams, 67.5 dollars per gram, a total of 243 dollars, 15% processing fee, 206 dollars."
Count money, trade.
Zhou Li'an took over the hard work of the past week in a daze.
It cost more than 100 dollars to buy 120kg of salt. If you include the cost of buying a pallet truck... you still have to pay 50 dollars in compensation.
What the hell?
The first pot of gold was promised with 70,000 dollars, but the dream was shattered in an instant?
The old man made a small fortune, and he was in the mood to give Zhou Li'an some advice: "These are Indian antiques you collected in the second-hand market, right? I'll give you a piece of advice, if you see such things in the future, stay as far away as possible."
Zhou Li'an asked in confusion: "Don't Indian jewelry have many gold products?"
The old man laughed loudly: "That's Central and South America. The North American natives don't know anything. Most of the Indian ornaments excavated are made of red copper. Otherwise, there would be no gold rush. The North American natives had already dug up alluvial gold and nugget gold."
Empty."
"Young man, no matter how much money you spend on these things, just take it as a lesson."
After the old man finished speaking, he enthusiastically helped Zhou Li'an put the pile of junk back into his backpack.
But in Zhou Li'an's eyes, this enthusiasm was a mockery of Chi Guoguo, and his whole person seemed to be turned to stone.
The old man wanted to continue mocking, but a guest came, so he stopped paying attention to Zhou Li'an.
Walking to another counter, the old man talked with the customer——
"Beaver skin? It's not the hunting season now...leftover from last winter's leather-making? Haha, okay, how about 350 dollars?"
The person who came to sell the goods was a bearded white man. His strong and fierce appearance was useless in front of the shrewd and thin old man. He could only say: "Shit! The price charged by fur merchants in winter is 500 knives."
"First, do you have a legal hunting certificate?"
"Second, I can also give you 500 knives for more than three pieces of fur."
"Third... you can wait until winter and sell it to someone else, right?"
The bearded white man was shaking with anger: "I need money urgently."
The old man continued to say calmly: "You can go and look elsewhere. To be honest...it is difficult for me to find a home for a single piece of fur. I may have to wait until the winter in a few months before I can sell it. The difference in price is only one hundred."
Multiple cuts, not to mention the risk of leather deterioration and damage..."
"Stop talking, deal!"
After paying with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, the bearded white man left angrily, calling the old man a profiteer.
The old man had long been used to it, and he just touched the fur carefully and couldn't put it down.
He was picking up the phone to call a familiar leather goods merchant, but when he looked up, he saw Zhou Li'an, who was still stunned on the spot: "Hey, why haven't you left yet?"
Zhou Li'an stared blankly at the beaver skin in his hand: "Beaver skin, 500 knives per piece?"
The old man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "350 knives."
"What about more than three?"
"$500! But do you have a source of goods? The beavers hunted by the Indians have their own digestive channels." The old man thought that he had a few Indian friends, otherwise he would not have brought a large bag of Indian jewelry.
Zhou Li'an didn't answer but asked: "Where's the bison hide? Do you accept it?"
The old man didn't speak for a long time. He really didn't understand that this young man really had a source of goods, so he still used him for fun. He pondered for a while and then said: "Take it, 1500 dollars a piece, it must be complete."
After finishing his words, Zhou Li'an nodded and walked away.
The old man looked at the back of the figure for a long time. After waiting for a while, he shook his head and murmured: "Bison was only included in the legal hunting range the year before last year. Several restricted areas are in Montana and a few Indian reservations. He can get this kind of hot commodity."