Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 385 Primitive Farming Records (52)

In one day, seventy leaves of salt were traded from the Mai tribe alone. Of course, the goods were only taken by less than one-third, but this is already a very good harvest.

Seventy-leaf salt actually only weighs about 35 kilograms. Compared with the population of nearly [-] in the Jiushan tribe, this little salt is nothing.But coupled with the salt stored in the clan, and with the Jiushan clan's usual frugality in using salt, it would be no problem to use it for a few months.Besides, I still have a lot of dried meat on hand, and with nearly a third of the remaining goods, I should be able to replace it with fifty-leaf salt.

What Jiushan lacks most now is salt that can store food for a long time.

Life is hard, and nothing is more important than filling your stomach and keeping your life alive.

Everything else can't be considered now.

Qinghun thinks so, and she thinks her uncle will definitely think so too.

With a plan, Qinghun fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, we cooked wild vegetable broth, shared some red fruit, and ate breakfast with jerky.

Because there were not many goods, they put them all on the stall, and the residence was not far away, Feng Lie only arranged four people to guard the residence, and ten people went to set up the stall.Gao Mu performed outstandingly in the transaction this time, Feng Lie asked him to take charge of the booth, but for safety, Feng Lie could not leave.

Qinghun took Tianxing and the rest of them to the stalls of other tribes to see if there was anything to trade.

On this day, several tribes came one after another and set up their stalls.

Nowadays, all tribes still mainly hunt and hunt, and few actually engage in planting and breeding, let alone hand-made.

Although there are also many tribes that have their own specialties, such as the chestnut of the Muli tribe, they are only a few.

And there are even fewer people like the Mai tribe who have their own tribal textile technology.Thousands of miles of jungle, but only one tribe of sackcloth emerged.

Therefore, although the items traded by each tribe are different, most of them are dried meat, animal skins and fruits and nuts near the various tribes.

Qinghun looked around and changed a few kinds of nuts, then she was not interested in these trading commodities. What she was interested in were the people of various tribes and their living habits.But these things, which can be found out, are mostly known to everyone.

After going around like this, Qinghun has a general understanding of the current primitive civilization.

From time to time, they turned to the booth of the Ice Tribe in Xueyuan.

Ice Bear was very happy to see Qinghun and the others, and greeted enthusiastically and heartily: "Hey, little cub of the Jiushan tribe, are you not busy with trading today? Are you here to play? Come and see our Xueyuanbing The goods of our family. Have you tried our beast jerky? It tastes good, right? There are also our animal skins, which are good goods. See if there is anything you like? If you like it, bring your goods I will give you the best price."

Qinghun smiled and said: "Uncle Bingxiong, my name is Qinghun, Jiushan Qinghun, you can call me Qinghun. I heard from my uncle yesterday that the things of your Ice tribe are really good, especially the beast skins. I think Look at the goods, if you like it, you can exchange some back.”

Ice Bear laughed loudly, thinking that the little cub was very interesting, so he specially introduced his name, because he didn't like being called a little cub.Hey, don't these little brats like to be called small?

The same goes for the two cubs in his family. Every time they are called cubs, they must be called by their names.

However, the people of the Jiushan tribe are really big. This little cub dared to bring people out before he awakened the power of the totem and became a warrior.

He thought so, so he asked someone to take out the best fierce animal skin for Qinghun to pick, and said with a smile: "You are so young, you haven't awakened the totem yet? How dare the adults let you go out?"

Tianxing was still thinking about Qinghun's name, she felt that Qinghun was lying, so she gave Qinghun a frank look.But didn't say much.

On the other hand, Tu Shan smiled and replied: "She is the niece of our leader's family. Although she has not awakened the totem, she is born with a strong body. Even if she fights with a first-level fighter, she will not lose. She came out. And she is also a disciple of our Nine Mountain Witch, and this time she is also coming out to see the world."

Hearing that Qing Hun is the disciple of Jiushan Wu, and maybe he will be the next Wu of Jiushan in the future, Bing Xiong's attitude changed immediately.

Primitive people not only respect the witches of their own tribe, but also respect the witches of other tribes.Even if it is a hostile tribe, it can be killed, but it cannot be disrespected.This is the cognition engraved in the bones of all primitive people.

However, this is Wu's disciple. Bingxiong still thinks that the people of Jiushan Clan have a big heart, so he led Wu's disciple out blindly. You must know that no matter which tribe, people who can accept Wu's inheritance are very few. How many years does it take to produce one? Some witches have been looking for successors since they took the position of witches, and it is not uncommon for hundreds of years to find them.

The shamans of their Ice Tribe were all so anxious to find a successor that their hair turned gray, but they couldn't find a satisfactory candidate.

But as for the Jiushan tribe, there are such excellent successors, and they are released to run around. Isn't this nonsense?
Ice Bear looked at Tushan with contempt.

Tu Shan choked when he saw it.

But Bingxiong didn't say anything, even though everything was in his eyes, Tu Shan couldn't refute, depressed in his heart, so he gave Qinghun a look.

Qing Hun, who was stared at by Tian Xing and Tu Shan, was puzzled, what did she do?

Fortunately, the ferocious animal skin of the ice tribe is really good.Qinghun's attention was all attracted by the fierce animal skins brought out by the people of the Ice Tribe.

A few pieces of skin that looked like polar bear skin caught her eye.

Stretching out his hand to touch it, the fur is as smooth and soft as the white clouds in the sky, much better than cotton.Even if this kind of leather is used as a quilt to cover her body for sleeping, it is much more comfortable than the silk quilt in her previous life.

Guan Jian is, this leather is very big.

Even in later generations, a polar bear weighs about two thousand catties.Bearskins are huge.And these pieces of skin were obviously much larger than the polar bear skin she had imagined, three times the size.

Qinghun fell in love with it immediately.

It's just that the tangled thing is that the price of this leather is estimated to be very bad.

Seeing that Bingxiong had a good impression of her, Qing Hun looked at her, although after hearing that she was a disciple of the witch, he didn't like the loving eyes he used to look at his own cub at first, but it was full of kindness.

She decided to sell it for a small one, to please her, so she immediately put on a cute smile on her face, and asked Bing Xiong: "Uncle, how can I change such a piece of leather? I like it very much."

Bing Xiong smiled and said, "We need salt. If it is someone else's exchange, we will exchange this piece of leather for five-leaf salt, but if you want it, we will exchange it for four-leaf salt."

There are a total of six pieces of this kind of leather, and Qinghun wants all of them.

But the problem is, she is really ashamed to give her a piece of skin less than a leaf of salt. (first update)
(End of this chapter)