When Jiang Xue walked out of the bamboo house, the people brought by Sang Yang were sitting together, and Mu Feng had just returned from outside with Sang Yang.
As soon as Mu Feng saw Jiang Xue, he said cheerfully, "What did I say just now? I said we're back from a walk outside, and it's time for the Snow Witch to get up."
Sang Yang didn't say anything, but just put his hands behind his back and smiled at Jiang Xue with a warm face.
While he was looking at Jiang Xue, Jiang Xue was also looking at him.
He was still dressed the same way as before, without wearing animal skins on his upper body, and had another shell necklace around his neck, but this necklace was richer in colors and had more shapes than before.
Jiang Xue sincerely envied him.
Such a beautiful shell necklace would be difficult for others to put together, but he found different ways to wear it for fun.
"Young Patriarch, long time no see."
Sang Yang pursed his lips, then grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. He first called out "Snow Witch," and then said, "Long time no see. You seem to be whiter than before."
Jiang Xue accepted his compliment graciously: "Of course. As the saying goes, local climate and soil shape local people. The young patriarch lives by the sea, and he really changes this shell necklace every few days."
"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Sang Yang took off the shell necklace from his neck and handed it to Jiang Xue.
There was no way Jiang Xue was willing to accept it. No matter how much she coveted the other person's things, she would not accept them.
In this world, the hardest thing to repay is the debt of gratitude.
"Young Chief Sangyang should be here for the pottery, right?" After the two greeted each other, Jiang Xue asked straight to the point.
Sang Yang nodded: "Sang Yang, I came here for pottery, but just now, Chief Mu Feng said that the nobles' pottery was smashed by the knives of the Bluebird Tribe. Now you don't even have a decent pot on your throat."
"There's no rush for that. We're already making pottery, and I believe our new batch of pottery will be ready for firing in a few days."
Jiang Xue did not lie.
Now the shelves in the pavilion are almost filled with raw embryos. She had originally planned to start firing the kiln early tomorrow morning, but now that the guests have arrived, this matter naturally has to be delayed.
"That's great." Sang Yang didn't hide his emotions. "But I heard that you and the Bluebird Tribe have an irreconcilable feud. What's the reason?"
Jiang Xue smiled lightly: "This is a long story, so I'll make it short."
She glanced at Mu Feng. She didn't believe that Mu Feng had not told him the whole story.
"Originally, I saved Xiaodao from the Bluebird Tribe. He later came to us several times to seek medical treatment. But the last time, he took advantage of the absence of the mainstays of the tribe, such as Mufeng and me, and used despicable means to destroy all the pottery of our tribe..."
Jiang Xue really just told the story in a few words, "It is because of this that we have an undying hatred."
There is nothing to hide about this matter. As for what choice the people of the Bashan tribe will make, the decision is in their own hands, and she, an outsider, cannot influence them.
"I originally wanted to come here to exchange for some of the covered pottery that the Snow Witch mentioned, but now it seems that I don't know how long I have to wait before a new batch of pottery is available."
"We'll have to wait at least another ten days," Jiang Xue said. "Our pottery can't be fired yet, but if it can be fired, three days will be enough. I wonder if Young Clan Leader Sangyang can wait another ten days?"
"Then I'm afraid I can't wait." Sang Yang looked at him, his eyes unconsciously sweeping towards the pavilion where the tribe stored embryos. "To be honest with Xue Wu, our main purpose for coming here this time was to exchange pottery, but now it seems that it's really not a coincidence. But don't worry, since you and the people of the Blue Bird Head Tribe have torn apart, you definitely can't attend the flea market held by the Blue Bird Head Tribe."
"So, I'm afraid our deal this time won't work."
Jiang Xue nodded in understanding. "I understand Young Clan Leader Sangyang's concerns, but please rest assured. No matter how much we fail, we have agreed to cooperate with you. We will definitely not resell the pottery that originally belonged to the nobles to others. If we do that, who will dare to do business with us in the future?"
"I feel relieved after hearing what Xue Wu said." Sang Yang thought for a moment, "How about this? We can give you the salt we were originally trading with you in advance. After you make the new pottery, we can come and get it. How about that?"
There is such a good thing?
Jiang Xue's heart was pounding when she heard this.
This is a great opportunity. If I don’t seize it, I would be really stupid.
"That's great," Jiang Xue said happily. "Since the young patriarch trusts us so much, why don't you go to the Bluebird Tribe and finish your business before returning. By then, our pottery should be ready."
It takes at least seven or eight days to get from the Snake Tribe to the Blue Bird Tribe. It takes at least twenty days for them to go back and forth. By the time he returns from the Blue Bird Tribe, the pottery on his side should have been fired.
Sang Yang pursed her lips and nodded slightly.
"Well, in that case, let's make it a deal."
That night, because of the distinguished guest Sangyang, the Snake Tribe slaughtered two male goats and mixed them with other prey brought back by the hunting team. Everyone enjoyed the meal to their heart's content.
In the second half of the night, Jiang Xue was still wide awake because she had taken a nap in the afternoon. She simply asked Xiaohua Xiangcao, Aqing and the other three girls to dance around the fire holding hands.
Everyone looked at it in surprise, and at Akagi's instigation, Xiaoxi and Xiaopang also joined in.
With the addition of the man, the others found it even more surprising and joined in one after another.
The more people there are, the more lively the dance becomes.
Jiang Xue pondered for a long time and finally took out the bamboo flute.
She was originally a music idiot, but for some reason, when she put the flute to her lips, she couldn't help but play "Shepherd's Flute".
When had everyone heard such light and melodious music before? Suddenly, a large group of children jumped and danced around Jiang Xue, and Jiang Xue played even more vigorously.
Sang Yang and others also looked towards her, gazing at her with intoxicated expressions.
After Jiang Xue finished playing the song, Xiao Hua, who was enjoying the fun, shouted, "Snow Witch, it's so beautiful! Play another one!"
Jiang Xue stared at her, but before she could say anything, she suddenly heard the system prompt:
[Congratulations to the host for achieving mastery of rhythm, rewarded with 500 achievement points.]
Jiang Xue was stunned for a moment, then suddenly overjoyed.
When did the system become so generous?
I just played a tune and it rewarded me with such a good thing?
Proficient in music!
But before she could be happy for three minutes, the system poured cold water on her head:
[Music Mastery +1, 9999 points more needed to level up.]
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