I'm doing infrastructure in ancient times
Chapter 55
The place chosen for the trade conference is a very flat field, except for a few big trees, there is nothing here.
These big trees are very tall and straight, and many people have already surrounded them as a resting place. Cheng Yang and others came late, so such a good position has long been out of their turn.
Most of the people in the Jiuli tribe are not good people, so they found a place with fewer people to avoid disputes with others.
After finding a resting point, everyone sat down cross-legged, and by the way took out the things they wanted to trade and arranged them.
In fact, most of the people sitting at the rest point are from the north, because they are so close, people in the south don’t need to rest here at all, and their trade is salt, which is expensive and doesn’t take up space, so you don’t need to take it out Standing for people to choose.
So, now the people walking around are some southerners, they linger in front of the booths of the northerners, compare the goods, and then make a choice.
The place where Cheng Yang and the others were located used to be sparsely populated, but after they took out the goods, it became a noisy place.
Compared with other northerners, the goods displayed by the Jiuli tribe are really strange.
Others put out fresh meat, and many people took out fresh meat with bloodshot eyes, while the Jiuli tribe brought out a bunch of bottles and jars, all of which were pottery. That Quyuanli.
But the people don't know these things. In their opinion, these people just took out a big piece of wood. They really don't understand this Qu Yuanli at all, let alone have any interest in it. Instead, those bottles and cans It attracted many people to stop.
In order to increase the attractiveness of the tribe's goods, Cheng Yang planned to advertise on the spot, instructing a clever tribesman to go to the forest to get some firewood, while he took out a clay pot.
It is spring now, and many wild fruits in the forest are beginning to bloom. On the way here, Cheng Yang saw a red fruit that was round and round, but the seeds inside looked like chili seeds. Cheng Yang tried it. I caught a small animal to test the poison, and after confirming that it was not poisonous, I collected a lot.
Although its seeds are similar to chili seeds, the taste of this red fruit is not as spicy as chili, but it is more than enough to enhance the taste.
I took a lot of water in a clay pot, and when the water boiled, I put the dried meat they prepared into it, then added red fruits, and some other condiments, and soon, the site was swept by a strong aroma , The domineering taste hit people's taste, and more and more people were attracted.
"What is this, why is it so fragrant?"
"That's right, what are you using to pack the food in? Doesn't it look like a stone pot?"
"I also don't think it's a stone pot, the color is wrong..."
"Hey, you are from the Shuofeng Tribe..."
"It doesn't seem to be Shuofeng, that old man seems to be from Lanshan?"
Those who came forward to ask questions were all from the south. They didn't know much about the merger of the Shuofeng and Lanshan tribes, and they only had a general impression of the people from the north. Now they are somewhat unable to identify their identities. up.
"We are the Jiuli tribe, and now Shuofeng and Lanshan have merged into one tribe."
Cheng Yang spoke slowly, stirring the pot with the spoon in his hand, trying to make the aroma drift further.
Seeing that it was a child who spoke, the person who asked the question showed a little surprise. They thought it was a little strange before, how to participate in the trade conference and bring a child? He asked a lot, but now that he still spoke, he couldn't help but attract some people's attention.
This kid looks young, but his face is calm and his eyes are bright and energetic. Now that he is staring at them with piercing eyes, does it make people feel a little bit of pressure?
Cheng Yang smiled gently, making himself seem harmless to humans and animals, and looked up at these southerners who were interested in pottery.
"Uncle, this is a pottery pot, made by our tribe, it can be used to cook broth, it's delicious..."
The movement of his hand was slightly increased, and the fragrance rushed directly to the person in front of him, and the fresh fragrance instantly made people salivate.
The south is the same as the north. The meat is roasted and eaten. This man belongs to the Xuanniao tribe. They also have stone pots in their tribe, but they are all the property of the public, and they are very precious. At most, they are brought in during winter. Boil hot water to warm your body, and usually cherish it and store it away.
Don't say it's cooking broth, even if you take it out and look at it, you are careful.
The man thought, now many people in their tribe have their own private property, if he exchange this clay pot back, well, it will belong to him alone, and he can drink broth whenever he wants , the more you think about it, the better it is!
"We want to change some salt."
Cheng Yang's eyes flashed. In fact, their tribe is not short of salt at all, but almost all the northern tribes come to exchange salt. If they don't need to exchange salt, it will look weird. Exchange some salt.
As for the millet seeds, we will slowly map them when the time comes.
Hearing that they just wanted to exchange salt, the man breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at himself in his heart. He really didn't understand why he was so nervous just now. Didn't these people from the north come here to exchange salt? Otherwise, what else could they exchange for?
It's all because the things that the Jiuli tribe in front of me brought out were so unexpected that it made people a little nervous. After hearing that they only wanted to exchange for salt, the man felt that the answer was indeed expected.
It's just... Since it is to be exchanged for salt, why go to such lengths to exchange it with this clay pot?A trace of doubt flashed in the man's heart. It would be fine to just exchange meat. Isn't that what other tribes in the north do?
Maybe it was because they had a lot of pottery pots. The man himself made an excuse for Cheng Yang and the others in his heart, and excitedly made an agreement that he would exchange salt with them when the trading meeting started.
"Don't go far away, there are so many people, I'm worried that I won't be able to find you..."
"Don't worry," Cheng Yang assured with a gentle face, "We will always be here, as long as you come over, you can change to the clay pot."
"That's fine."
In fact, this person was still a little worried, thinking that he should go to the tribe to get the salt earlier, or what if someone else replaced the stone pot.
Looking at the back of this man going away, the Jiuli tribe breathed a sigh of relief. They were really worried that the people in the south didn't know what to buy. If they couldn't exchange something, wouldn't they be in vain?
But apart from this guy, although the others were very interested, no one came forward to offer an exchange.
Cheng Yang wasn't in a hurry at all. The trade conference hadn't officially started at this time, and most of these wanderers were just watching the fun, and many tribes didn't have any private property, even Jiuli was like this at the moment.
Therefore, even if these people are interested, they do not have the right to trade independently.
Since someone is willing to exchange clay pots with him, it means that there are still people who know the goods in the south, and Cheng Yang is not worried that he will not be able to exchange the goods he wants.
The key is to find a way to get millet seeds.
The old man's eyes kept wandering in the crowd, and as time passed, his brows gradually wrinkled.
"what happened?"
Seeing that his complexion was becoming more and more ugly, Yan not only asked.
"I don't see any Bear Tribe people, not one."
Everyone was taken aback, and subconsciously searched for it in the crowd, but there really wasn't one.
Although the tribes in the north found a salt mine together before, and each tribe got some salt, but the mine was not very big, and it was searched by the wind before. Can't get rid of trouble forever.
Therefore, as long as Xiong is not stupid, he should come to this trading conference and store more salt in case of emergencies.
Yan also frowned, "Could it be that Heihai wants to wait until the salt in their tribe is eaten up before coming back?"
This is not impossible, and in this way, their tribe can have more food to support the tribe these years, but it can make the tribe grow stronger.
The old man shook his head, this is an unwise approach, judging from his years of dealing with Hei Hai, Hei Hai should not take such a measure.
If I really wait until the salt is exhausted before coming back, I am afraid that I have already offended all these southerners.
He was always worried that the existence of the bear tribe would make things bad. After thinking about the fact that the tribe already had a city wall for defense, his uneasy heart barely calmed down.
Because the Jiuli tribe came late, there was almost no northern tribe who hadn't arrived after they arrived, so they didn't have a long rest, and the trading conference began.
Luckily they had run out of broth.
Cheng Yang's advertisement was relatively successful. As soon as the meeting started, more and more people from the southern tribe came over, and many of them came straight. It seems that although the onlookers did not communicate with each other, they went back to promote it.
Compared with the north, there are only a lot more tribes in the south, and the two most powerful tribes are the Xuanniao tribe and the Wuyi tribe, but at this moment there is a strange phenomenon.
The leaders of the two tribes, Xuan Niao and Wu Yi, came with another person in their arms.
Cheng Yang looked at the man surrounded by the crowd, and walked over like stars holding the moon.
Yan and the old man showed puzzled expressions at the same time, who is this person?
"Come on, let me introduce you. This is the elder of the Dace Tribe. These two are Shuofeng and Lanshan..."
"We have now merged into one tribe, called the Jiuli tribe."
Cheng Yang looked at the person in front of him who was introducing, and suddenly said.
Seeing that his speech was interrupted, the leader of the Wuyi tribe showed concern on his face, but he quickly restrained himself, and in a blink of an eye he was smiling again.
He turned his head and said to the man beside him, "Oh, they are already Jiuli tribe..."
The man nodded noncommittally, reached out and touched the pile of pottery on the ground, his brows slightly raised, "I want all of these, how much salt do you plan to ask for?"
Cheng Yang frowned slightly, this man's tone was not a discussion, but a tone of confession, but he was not interested in salt, millet seeds were his goal.
The people of the Jiuli Tribe became nervous. They remembered their purpose of coming to the trade conference. If they really exchanged a bunch of salt and went back, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
Cheng Yang raised his head and looked at the person in front of him without panicking.
"I have one more thing, but it's not for salt."
Cheng Yang took down the basket behind him, and carefully took out a statue of a goddess.
Yan was startled and knelt down on the spot.
"Avalokitesvara!!!??"
The author has something to say: la la la ~ I am six days old again ~
These big trees are very tall and straight, and many people have already surrounded them as a resting place. Cheng Yang and others came late, so such a good position has long been out of their turn.
Most of the people in the Jiuli tribe are not good people, so they found a place with fewer people to avoid disputes with others.
After finding a resting point, everyone sat down cross-legged, and by the way took out the things they wanted to trade and arranged them.
In fact, most of the people sitting at the rest point are from the north, because they are so close, people in the south don’t need to rest here at all, and their trade is salt, which is expensive and doesn’t take up space, so you don’t need to take it out Standing for people to choose.
So, now the people walking around are some southerners, they linger in front of the booths of the northerners, compare the goods, and then make a choice.
The place where Cheng Yang and the others were located used to be sparsely populated, but after they took out the goods, it became a noisy place.
Compared with other northerners, the goods displayed by the Jiuli tribe are really strange.
Others put out fresh meat, and many people took out fresh meat with bloodshot eyes, while the Jiuli tribe brought out a bunch of bottles and jars, all of which were pottery. That Quyuanli.
But the people don't know these things. In their opinion, these people just took out a big piece of wood. They really don't understand this Qu Yuanli at all, let alone have any interest in it. Instead, those bottles and cans It attracted many people to stop.
In order to increase the attractiveness of the tribe's goods, Cheng Yang planned to advertise on the spot, instructing a clever tribesman to go to the forest to get some firewood, while he took out a clay pot.
It is spring now, and many wild fruits in the forest are beginning to bloom. On the way here, Cheng Yang saw a red fruit that was round and round, but the seeds inside looked like chili seeds. Cheng Yang tried it. I caught a small animal to test the poison, and after confirming that it was not poisonous, I collected a lot.
Although its seeds are similar to chili seeds, the taste of this red fruit is not as spicy as chili, but it is more than enough to enhance the taste.
I took a lot of water in a clay pot, and when the water boiled, I put the dried meat they prepared into it, then added red fruits, and some other condiments, and soon, the site was swept by a strong aroma , The domineering taste hit people's taste, and more and more people were attracted.
"What is this, why is it so fragrant?"
"That's right, what are you using to pack the food in? Doesn't it look like a stone pot?"
"I also don't think it's a stone pot, the color is wrong..."
"Hey, you are from the Shuofeng Tribe..."
"It doesn't seem to be Shuofeng, that old man seems to be from Lanshan?"
Those who came forward to ask questions were all from the south. They didn't know much about the merger of the Shuofeng and Lanshan tribes, and they only had a general impression of the people from the north. Now they are somewhat unable to identify their identities. up.
"We are the Jiuli tribe, and now Shuofeng and Lanshan have merged into one tribe."
Cheng Yang spoke slowly, stirring the pot with the spoon in his hand, trying to make the aroma drift further.
Seeing that it was a child who spoke, the person who asked the question showed a little surprise. They thought it was a little strange before, how to participate in the trade conference and bring a child? He asked a lot, but now that he still spoke, he couldn't help but attract some people's attention.
This kid looks young, but his face is calm and his eyes are bright and energetic. Now that he is staring at them with piercing eyes, does it make people feel a little bit of pressure?
Cheng Yang smiled gently, making himself seem harmless to humans and animals, and looked up at these southerners who were interested in pottery.
"Uncle, this is a pottery pot, made by our tribe, it can be used to cook broth, it's delicious..."
The movement of his hand was slightly increased, and the fragrance rushed directly to the person in front of him, and the fresh fragrance instantly made people salivate.
The south is the same as the north. The meat is roasted and eaten. This man belongs to the Xuanniao tribe. They also have stone pots in their tribe, but they are all the property of the public, and they are very precious. At most, they are brought in during winter. Boil hot water to warm your body, and usually cherish it and store it away.
Don't say it's cooking broth, even if you take it out and look at it, you are careful.
The man thought, now many people in their tribe have their own private property, if he exchange this clay pot back, well, it will belong to him alone, and he can drink broth whenever he wants , the more you think about it, the better it is!
"We want to change some salt."
Cheng Yang's eyes flashed. In fact, their tribe is not short of salt at all, but almost all the northern tribes come to exchange salt. If they don't need to exchange salt, it will look weird. Exchange some salt.
As for the millet seeds, we will slowly map them when the time comes.
Hearing that they just wanted to exchange salt, the man breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at himself in his heart. He really didn't understand why he was so nervous just now. Didn't these people from the north come here to exchange salt? Otherwise, what else could they exchange for?
It's all because the things that the Jiuli tribe in front of me brought out were so unexpected that it made people a little nervous. After hearing that they only wanted to exchange for salt, the man felt that the answer was indeed expected.
It's just... Since it is to be exchanged for salt, why go to such lengths to exchange it with this clay pot?A trace of doubt flashed in the man's heart. It would be fine to just exchange meat. Isn't that what other tribes in the north do?
Maybe it was because they had a lot of pottery pots. The man himself made an excuse for Cheng Yang and the others in his heart, and excitedly made an agreement that he would exchange salt with them when the trading meeting started.
"Don't go far away, there are so many people, I'm worried that I won't be able to find you..."
"Don't worry," Cheng Yang assured with a gentle face, "We will always be here, as long as you come over, you can change to the clay pot."
"That's fine."
In fact, this person was still a little worried, thinking that he should go to the tribe to get the salt earlier, or what if someone else replaced the stone pot.
Looking at the back of this man going away, the Jiuli tribe breathed a sigh of relief. They were really worried that the people in the south didn't know what to buy. If they couldn't exchange something, wouldn't they be in vain?
But apart from this guy, although the others were very interested, no one came forward to offer an exchange.
Cheng Yang wasn't in a hurry at all. The trade conference hadn't officially started at this time, and most of these wanderers were just watching the fun, and many tribes didn't have any private property, even Jiuli was like this at the moment.
Therefore, even if these people are interested, they do not have the right to trade independently.
Since someone is willing to exchange clay pots with him, it means that there are still people who know the goods in the south, and Cheng Yang is not worried that he will not be able to exchange the goods he wants.
The key is to find a way to get millet seeds.
The old man's eyes kept wandering in the crowd, and as time passed, his brows gradually wrinkled.
"what happened?"
Seeing that his complexion was becoming more and more ugly, Yan not only asked.
"I don't see any Bear Tribe people, not one."
Everyone was taken aback, and subconsciously searched for it in the crowd, but there really wasn't one.
Although the tribes in the north found a salt mine together before, and each tribe got some salt, but the mine was not very big, and it was searched by the wind before. Can't get rid of trouble forever.
Therefore, as long as Xiong is not stupid, he should come to this trading conference and store more salt in case of emergencies.
Yan also frowned, "Could it be that Heihai wants to wait until the salt in their tribe is eaten up before coming back?"
This is not impossible, and in this way, their tribe can have more food to support the tribe these years, but it can make the tribe grow stronger.
The old man shook his head, this is an unwise approach, judging from his years of dealing with Hei Hai, Hei Hai should not take such a measure.
If I really wait until the salt is exhausted before coming back, I am afraid that I have already offended all these southerners.
He was always worried that the existence of the bear tribe would make things bad. After thinking about the fact that the tribe already had a city wall for defense, his uneasy heart barely calmed down.
Because the Jiuli tribe came late, there was almost no northern tribe who hadn't arrived after they arrived, so they didn't have a long rest, and the trading conference began.
Luckily they had run out of broth.
Cheng Yang's advertisement was relatively successful. As soon as the meeting started, more and more people from the southern tribe came over, and many of them came straight. It seems that although the onlookers did not communicate with each other, they went back to promote it.
Compared with the north, there are only a lot more tribes in the south, and the two most powerful tribes are the Xuanniao tribe and the Wuyi tribe, but at this moment there is a strange phenomenon.
The leaders of the two tribes, Xuan Niao and Wu Yi, came with another person in their arms.
Cheng Yang looked at the man surrounded by the crowd, and walked over like stars holding the moon.
Yan and the old man showed puzzled expressions at the same time, who is this person?
"Come on, let me introduce you. This is the elder of the Dace Tribe. These two are Shuofeng and Lanshan..."
"We have now merged into one tribe, called the Jiuli tribe."
Cheng Yang looked at the person in front of him who was introducing, and suddenly said.
Seeing that his speech was interrupted, the leader of the Wuyi tribe showed concern on his face, but he quickly restrained himself, and in a blink of an eye he was smiling again.
He turned his head and said to the man beside him, "Oh, they are already Jiuli tribe..."
The man nodded noncommittally, reached out and touched the pile of pottery on the ground, his brows slightly raised, "I want all of these, how much salt do you plan to ask for?"
Cheng Yang frowned slightly, this man's tone was not a discussion, but a tone of confession, but he was not interested in salt, millet seeds were his goal.
The people of the Jiuli Tribe became nervous. They remembered their purpose of coming to the trade conference. If they really exchanged a bunch of salt and went back, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
Cheng Yang raised his head and looked at the person in front of him without panicking.
"I have one more thing, but it's not for salt."
Cheng Yang took down the basket behind him, and carefully took out a statue of a goddess.
Yan was startled and knelt down on the spot.
"Avalokitesvara!!!??"
The author has something to say: la la la ~ I am six days old again ~
You'll Also Like
-
Family Cultivation: I can upgrade my magic weapon
Chapter 1172 3 hours ago -
The Wizarding World: Throne of Frost
Chapter 133 4 hours ago -
Mirroring the changes
Chapter 757 4 hours ago -
Soviet Union 1991
Chapter 1122 4 hours ago -
Kyojuro, the life of a Hokage since the age of one
Chapter 137 4 hours ago -
Put away your magical powers now!
Chapter 51 4 hours ago -
The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality
Chapter 343 4 hours ago -
Douluo V: I was reborn as a snake. It makes sense to have many children and more blessings.
Chapter 235 4 hours ago -
Siheyuan starts a 100,000-acre farm
Chapter 500 4 hours ago -
Naruto: If I ask you to practice gentle fist, will you drive a Gundam?
Chapter 162 4 hours ago