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

Chapter 467 Primitive Farming Records (134)

Qinghun knew that this uncle from Xueyuan really offered to help out of good intentions.

But the tribesmen in the jungle don't have the so-called morality of the rivers and lakes of the later generations. Of course, they have relative trading conditions when they offer help, and there is no reason for people to help for nothing.

However, when taking over the more than 60 members of the Lieyang tribe who have no combat effectiveness, whether it is Qinghun or Chief Yan, they actually considered whether they would be robbed on the return journey, and the two of them agreed that they would definitely meet, but They are not afraid.

Many of the warriors who came to participate in the Great Yi Conference this time have introduced their spirits into their bodies and become monks, and all of them have learned martial arts. It can be said that their combat effectiveness has doubled.

And they also have a chief who is a fourth-level warrior.

Tribes that are capable of dispatching fourth-level fighters may not be able to take a fancy to the more than 60 slaves from the Lieyang tribe. Except for the top-level bone tools that were exchanged for furniture, these more than 60 slaves have almost wiped out all the slaves brought by the Jiushan tribe this time. Most of the goods that come to the big fair.

In other words, on this return trip, apart from the slaves, the most valuable thing in the hands of the Jiushan clan was the bone artifacts.

But there is a fourth-level warrior and three third-level warriors in Jiushan. They want to rob those bone weapons unless fifth-level warriors are dispatched.

The same fourth-level fighter may not be able to keep the chief of Jiushan, and the fourth-level fighter, in the tribe, is basically a tribe chief, or the most powerful hunter, there is no need to take such a risk for robbery .Twenty or thirty bone knives are naturally rare, and it is not enough for a tribe to be willing to sacrifice a fourth-level fighter.

So the Chief is not worried about the risk of the return journey.

As long as the opponent didn't dispatch more than two fourth-level fighters or one fifth-level fighter, the chief thought that those who came to rob him would basically give him their heads.

And Qinghun felt that even if his side couldn't beat others, there was no problem in escaping.

So there is no need to owe the Ice Tribe any favors, but the other party's kindness is still worthy of gratitude.

Qinghun smiled and refused: "Uncle's kindness, the Jiushan tribe appreciates it, but since the chief of our tribe can buy slaves, he should have his own way to deal with it. If necessary, he will definitely come to seek help from the warriors of the ice tribe. I have been here for a long time, so I must have delayed Uncle’s many things, so I should go back. If Uncle visits our clan next year at the small trade fair, I will give Uncle a few jars of better wine.”

Ice Bear laughed: "This wine is very good, so it's settled. On our snowfield, the most precious fur is actually not the snow bear's skin that outsiders think, but the snowfield blue fox. Only a few snowfield blue foxes can be hunted. This time the transaction with the noble tribe went smoothly, so I gave two Nine Mountain Witches, and I have two skins here. For the sake of the wine you sent I'm sending you off."

After saying that, he took out two blue fox skins from the pile of furs behind him and handed them to Qinghun.

These two pieces of skins are not too big, each one is only about two square meters in size, and they still maintain the appearance of a snow fox, so it can be seen that the whole skin has been taken off.

The fox fur is as blue as water. When Ice Bear blows on it, the fox fur on the fur gently rises and shines in the light, making it look extremely luxurious.

For several lifetimes, this is almost the most beautiful leather that Qinghun has ever seen.

It is indeed much more gorgeous than the black and white snow bear skin she got last time.

As for the red fox fur she had changed before, it was even more incomparable.

How could Qing Hun accept such a valuable thing? He hurriedly declined: "Since it is a leather that is very rare for nobles and is so valuable, Qing Hun cannot accept it. Those two jars of wine are really not worth anything. It's too polite for uncle to do this." .”

Ice Bear laughed and said: "No matter how rare it is, it's nothing more than skins used in exchange for food. Although our snowfields are bitterly cold and not as rich as your jungles, there is no shortage of good skins. If you don't accept them, I won't dare to ask for them in the future." Your wine. That means looking down on my Ice Tribe Ice Bear."

Qinghun had no choice but to accept it because he was afraid of attracting attention outside. After folding it, he put it into his backpack and said goodbye again.

After going back, he took out two jars of flame wine that had been brewed for ten years from the space, then went to the Ice Tribe's station and gave the wine to the Ice Bear: "These wines were brewed by our Nine Mountain Witches. They are used to replenish them when we are on the road." Warrior energy is extremely rare. The snow fox skin that uncle gave me is too valuable. If I don’t repay something, I won’t be able to feel at ease. Uncle, I will accept it. After the big trade fair, the warriors of the noble tribe rushed back to the snowfield, about halfway there. Now, the snow season is coming, drinking these wines on the road, even a sip, can withstand the cold wind for half a day, at least people can suffer less."

"Hey, it actually has such a wonderful effect?" The ice bears were overjoyed. What they used to resist the cold was a kind of grease boiled by ferocious beasts from the snowfield. The kind of cold in the snowfield in winter is not the winter in the jungle. Comparable.But that kind of ferocious beast grease is very rare, much more precious than the blue fox on the snowfield.

If this wine is really useful as Qinghun said, it would be too precious to them: "Can this wine be traded?"

Qinghun shook his head: "This wine belongs to our tribe, and it is very rare. These two jars were specially rewarded to me by the witch. However, Jiushan will brew some wine this year. If it succeeds, it should be able to trade some with the nobles next year. But it won’t be much. Next year, uncle can go to Jiushan to try it. If he thinks it’s good, it won’t be too late to discuss it again.”

The flames brewed in ten years are more full of aura than the new wine, but it is not comparable to the wine brewed in hundreds of years. It is impossible to use this to break the realm, and two jars of wine are not enough to change the body of Ice Bear Aptitude, but improving his physical condition can be done.

After Qinghun left, Bingxiong, who fell in love with wine, couldn't help opening the altar and took a sip. In just a moment, the energy of the body surged, and he couldn't help but shiver.The tiredness of the past few days seemed to be cleared away, and the body suddenly became lighter.

Originally, he thought that the white wine that Qinghun gave him was an excellent thing, but he didn't expect that, compared with the wine he was drinking now, except for its rich taste, the wine was really incomparable.

Such good wine, no wonder the little girl asked them to drink it on the road.

It was also because it was so good that he believed that it was really impossible for other people to trade this wine.

Bingxiong is in a good mood, and feels that after meeting this little girl, the Bing tribe has benefited a lot. Those two blue fox furs are really worth the gift.

The Jiushan tribe also bought the last set of large furniture on this day, and traded twelve top-level bone knives. It took another day to trade the last goods. These days, they also collected some After hearing the news, he decided to go home.

More than sixty Lieyang people, after a few days of food and drink supplies, recovered quickly. At least most of them can travel without any problem. (first update)
(End of this chapter)