The tiger boss selected an animal with antlers and a horse's head, and then watched the horse bring two horses for thousands of miles, and then handed him a large bag of salt.
With his first exchange experience, Mr. Hu mastered the skills of bargaining without any teacher. He knew that it would not be easy for him to do this. He had to use the least salt in exchange for the most supplies.
Soon they changed some colorful fabrics, iron hooks, and the corn seeds that Hu Ling'er liked.
As for the female who claimed that she had a thin waist and long legs, she twisted and left because the orcs from the Fanshan tribe refused to even look at her.
There were many people surrounding the stall, and it soon attracted the attention of the market manager.
Leopard Hill is the biggest boss of Leopard Mountain Market.
He has the most leisure time in this position. He only needs to let his subordinates keep an eye on the market every day to prevent vandalism, smashing and looting.
Orcs who often come to the exchange know the rules of the market. If you steal other people's things or conflict with other orcs, you will be blacklisted by the administrator and will never be able to enter the market again in the future.
So everyone never dared to cause trouble in the market. Even if they had any grudges, they would wait until they left the market to talk about it.
Baoqiu saw that Boss Hu and the others were not leaving for a long time, so he called one of his men and asked, "What good things did they bring in over there?"
The subordinates were originally standing next to Baoqiu's chair with their heads lowered. When they heard his question, they raised their heads, looked in the direction of his finger, and quickly replied: "Master, those few of them have brought a cart of fine salt."
"Fine salt? Are they the mermaid tribe on the beach?" Baoqiu squinted his eyes and asked.
The servant quickly replied: "No, I just went to inquire about it. The leader is from the Tiger Clan."
"Tiger tribe?" Baoqiu's fingers tapped rhythmically on the back of the chair. "Tiger tribe usually lives in tribes in the mountains. How can tribes in the mountains have such hard currency as salt?"
"It's quite strange. My subordinates even sent people to talk things over. Now I only know that they are orcs from the Data tribe, and they don't say anything else."
"Datta tribe?" Baoqiu repeated, silently writing down the name.
It turns out that before entering the market, Shihua had already warned Boss Hu that the appearance of fine salt in the market would definitely attract the attention of others. Do not mention the name of your tribe at that time, so as not to attract attention in the future.
cause trouble.
After discussion, several people agreed on the same story. If anyone asked, they would say that they were orcs from the Data tribe.
After changing a lot of things, Boss Hu and his friends still had two bags of fine salt left in their car. However, they had to change a lot of things and there was no room for them in the car.
Fortunately, there were two horses, and the tribesmen hung some things on the horses' backs.
"There are only two bags of fine salt left. Didn't we give too much when we just exchanged it?" Boss Tiger said with some distress.
After listening to the words of the tiger boss, several clan members looked at the overcrowded oxcart and thought: "Chief, you can't be too greedy as a beast."
"Uncle, I want to change the remaining fine salt to someone else," Hu Ling'er said.
"Substitute?" Boss Hu was surprised. Hu Ling'er didn't choose anything else after choosing the seeds. He thought she was embarrassed to choose too many, but he didn't expect that she actually chose a big one.
"Who is it?" Boss Tiger asked.
"That's him!" Hu Ling'er pointed her finger at Niu Qiang, who was forging iron.
Niu Qiang was sweating all over while leaning on the stove, but suddenly he felt a chill on his back.
He looked back and saw a group of more than a dozen orcs, large and small, all staring at him.
The leader is the little female cub who wants to buy herself.
"How much fine salt do you need before you are willing to come with us?" Boss Tiger didn't waste any time. He took a few steps over and asked.
"I, I, I...I won't leave," Niu Qiang said after stammering for a long time.
"If you don't keep your words, you will turn into a puppy." Hu Ling'er pouted, "You just said clearly that you would leave with us for twenty small bags of fine salt. Not only will you leave with us, but your three sons will also leave with us.
I'll go with you."
When Boss Hu heard this, he realized that Ling'er was good at doing business. Buy one and get three free. It was a huge profit.
"You...do you have that much fine salt?" Niu Qiang stammered again.
He dared to say this in the first place because he was sure they couldn't get it out.
Who would have thought that their car would be full of them!
Boss Hu directly placed the remaining two large bags of fine salt in front of Niu Qiang and said, "Are these enough?"
Niu Qiang never thought that he would see so much fine salt in his life. These fine salt can be exchanged for six cows. Not only can he marry his son, but he can also build a big house. He might be able to use the rest
Find yourself a female companion.
He was trembling and wanted to pick up Xiaoyan, but his eldest son Niu Xi ran back: "Dad, Aunt Ma's hoe was repaired by her. She said she thanked us and wanted us to go to her house for dinner tonight."
While talking, Niu Xi also saw the fine salt on the ground and quickly asked: "Dad, where did so much fine salt come from?"
"Is this your son? He's strong and pretty good." Tiger Boss said with satisfaction.
"Who are you?" Niu Xi stared at the people around him warily.
The way these people look at themselves is like looking at merchandise, which is really uncomfortable.
"I am Hu Tian, and we are orcs from the Data tribe. Just now your father said that he is willing to accept our fine salt. Your father and your three brothers will go back to the tribe with us."
"Dad, is this true?" Niu Xi couldn't believe it.
"I don't want to either, but they gave me too much." Niu Qiang looked at the fine salt on the ground and was really reluctant to take his eyes back.
Everyone was waiting for Niu Xi to express his stance. Someone outside the crowd shouted: "Who is Hu Tian! Our boss invites you to come."
"Who is your boss?" Boss Hu looked confused.
He only knows Shihua here. Shihua just said that he was going to exchange things. He would not let others send a message to him like this.
"Our boss is Baoqiu, the manager of this market." The visitor said very proudly.
Leopard Mountain Market has existed for so many years, and countless beasts who want to curry favor with their boss can't even see his shadow.
Whoever the boss wants to see is his blessing.
"I don't seem to have violated the rules here, right?" Boss Tiger asked.
Shi Hua has already told him everything he should pay attention to, and he has always paid attention to it.
Is it because the price you just bargained for was too harsh?
"No one else can ask for such a good thing. Why are you talking nonsense? Come with me quickly." The visitor urged.
The tiger boss had no choice but to pick up the two bags of fine salt on the ground and prepare to put them in the car. At this time, Niu Xi spoke: "Didn't you say you would buy us? Is it possible that you regret it?"
