Jiang Xue played a word game with them. She knew that they were interested in iron swords, but she said she would give them four iron tools!
Iron tools have become commonplace in the Snake Tribe, such as iron knives, iron swords, axes, and hammers. They have begun to use iron tools extensively in their daily lives.
However, ironware was unprecedentedly tempting to other tribes that did not know what iron was.
"Really?!" Wu Bing's eyes lit up and he asked quickly.
But Wu Lan was anxious. She grabbed Wu Bing's hand and said, "Uncle Bing, what are you doing? These horses were specifically requested by the Bluebird tribe leader. If we give them the horses, what will we do if we can't deliver the goods?"
Wu Bing hesitated, and immediately he felt like a wilted balloon. With a pained look on his face, he returned the iron sword to Jiang Xue and said helplessly, "I'm really sorry. Although Alan is immature, I still agree with what she said. After all, Chief Bluebird paid the deposit first. If we sell the item to you, our Bamboo Tribe will have no credibility with Chief Bluebird."
Jiang Xue looked at him in surprise.
She really didn't expect that this Wu Bing would actually bring up the word "credibility".
She rarely saw the word "credibility" among the tribesmen nearby.
"In that case, I won't force you." Jiang Xue took the sword and handed it back to Ah Qing. "You've come a long way, why don't you stop by the tribe and have a cup of tea and rest before continuing on your journey?" She giggled. "After all, it'll take another seven or eight days to get to the Blue Bird Tribe from here."
She was also very curious about how the preserved fruits and meats in those animal skin bags were made.
It's not so bad now, as there are relatively few fruits near the Snake Tribe. But in autumn, when the nearby fruits are harvested in large quantities, there are only about 130 people in the Snake Tribe, and they can't eat much.
Like last year's grapes, they couldn't harvest many in time and had to let them rot on the branches.
For this primitive tribe, if they harvest one less batch of fruits, they will have one less bite of food in the winter. If they have one less bite of food, they may lose hope of survival.
But if you learn the Bamboo Tribe’s method of making preserved fruits, maybe you can make a lot of preserved fruits and meats.
"I'm not going." As soon as Jiang Xue finished speaking, Wu Lan snorted coldly.
Jiang Xue glanced at her. This woman was really weird. She hadn't offended her, so why did she dislike her so much?
Forget it, this is other people’s business, just take care of your own business.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xue shrugged nonchalantly: "If that's the case, then please do as you please." She then asked everyone to continue collecting charcoal: "Let's go back and collect the charcoal."
Seeing Jiang Xue and her men turn around and leave, Wu Lan immediately became anxious. She shouted, "Hey, how do you want to exchange your iron sword? I want it!"
Jiang Xue frowned. This woman was really interesting.
But she only paused for a moment and then continued walking forward.
When Wu Lan saw that she didn't notice him, he became even more anxious: "Stop right there! Stop right there!"
As she spoke, she trotted forward, grabbed Jiang Xue's hand, and said, "Hey, didn't you hear me talking to you? I want your weapons. How do you plan to exchange them?"
Jiang Xue glared at her, her eyes narrowed into a line: "What did you say? If you say you want to change it, then change it. If you say you don't want to change it, then don't change it. Did I promise you that I must change it for you?"
Wu Lan became even more anxious: "I don't care, I must have your sword!"
Jiang Xue was furious and scolded, "A good dog doesn't block the road, get out of the way!"
Wu Lan wanted to say something, but Wu Bing quickly came up and pulled her away, saying to Jiang Xue, "I'm so sorry, the child is still young, please—"
"Remember, this is our Snake Tribe's territory. If everyone here is like you and speaks to me kindly, I might agree to your request. But if you're like her, huh? She doesn't even know her own worth!"
After Jiang Xue finished speaking, she walked towards the charcoal kiln.
Sang Yang glared at Wu Lan coldly, put the big knife in his hand on his shoulder, and followed him swaggeringly.
"Uncle Bing, what do they mean? I've been speaking to them so humbly, but they're ignoring us!"
Wu Bing looked at her: "Alan, there's no need to talk about this anymore. If you say it again, don't blame me for being rude!"
He looked at Jiang Xue's departing figure, then looked at the two wolves following her, and shook his head helplessly.
Such a good opportunity was ruined by this idiot!
They headed south from the north, but the old man who knew this road fell seriously ill before leaving, so it was not his turn to lead the group out.
"Uncle Bing, why are you speaking for them?"
"This is their tribe's territory! You want to die, but none of us want to die! Ah Wen, watch her. If she does anything else, tie her up and throw her on the horse!"
After saying this, he led the horse away angrily.
Wu Lan stared at Xiaobai beside Jiang Xue, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. She must get such a beautiful white wolf!
But before she could think any more, Wu Wen came over, chopped her neck with a knife, and carried her onto the horse's back.
When Jiang Xue and others returned to the charcoal kiln, Brother Lin, who had delivered the charcoal, was loading baskets of charcoal onto a wheelbarrow.
Sang Yang and the others went to help without Jiang Xue's instructions. After they loaded four or five baskets of charcoal onto the wheelbarrow, Wu Bing and the others led their horses out of the woods.
When Brother Lin saw them, he frowned and asked sternly, "Who are you and what is your intention in coming to our Snake Tribe?"
Jiang Xue glanced at them but said nothing. She just picked up charcoal with everyone and put it into the rattan basket.
Wu Bing bowed to them and said, "It's just a misunderstanding. We were just passing by."
He glanced at the charcoal curiously. How did they make such a black substance? What were they going to do with it?
Jiang Xue pointed in the direction of the Bluebird Tribe and said, "You can keep going along this road. If nothing goes wrong, you can reach the Bluebird Tribe in seven days."
Brother Lin looked at Jiang Xue: "Xue Wu, do you know them?"
Jiang Xue shook her head: "I don't know him, we just met once in the woods."
Hearing Jiang Xue's words, Brother Lin suddenly exuded a suffocating chill: "If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying that, he drew his sword and was about to chop at the other person.
Wu Bing was startled and said hurriedly, "No, it's all a misunderstanding!" In a hurry, he shouted to Jiang Xue, "Mrs. Witch, please help me explain."
Jiang Xue raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when Wu Lan said hatefully, "Uncle Bing, why are you begging her for help? If it weren't for her, would we be so miserable?"
Jiang Xue looked at her with amusement. This was interesting. She hadn't provoked her, but she insisted on picking on her. She tutted her tongue twice and asked, "Miss, what do you mean by that? What deep hatred do we have that would make you so hostile to me?"
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