After so many years living in the apocalypse, Qiao Yu's procrastination had long since been cured. She preferred to make quick decisions and see immediate results. Because situations change so rapidly, you never know what will happen next.
So she decided to quickly complete the goods exchange while it was only noon and there were still a few hours before everyone closed their stalls in the evening.
If she saw something particularly good, she would have to go and collect some dried meat from her subordinates and hand over the goods she had exchanged. She had no time to delay. Who knew when the trade would end?
So she started shopping faster and would ask about things she had never seen before.
Anyway, the people of the Big Tribe mistook her for someone from the Jiangyuan Tribe. Since the people of the Jiangyuan Tribe couldn't speak the same language as the Big Tribe, they would just think she was from the Big Tribe when they heard her speak. This way, she could take advantage of the situation.
Therefore, she became much bolder when communicating with the stall owners and was no longer stingy with words.
Next, she traded dried meat for several kinds of seeds of unknown origin at the big tribe's stall.
Although the stall owner told her the name of the plant, the name was completely different from the modern one. She still didn't understand what the seeds were. She only knew that they were "edible" and "tasted good."
She also learned that two varieties could be planted now, while one could only be planted in spring.
After carefully wrapping the three kinds of seeds with leaves, she continued walking forward, and the next one she came to was the stall of Jiang Yuan tribe.
Qiao Yu discovered that they also had linen, but it was much coarser than the larger tribes', with a more tangled warp and weft. It looked hand-woven, not loom-woven. The holes between the hemp threads were as large as a fishnet, and it must have been very cool to wear.
Qiao Yu was immune to cold and heat, never feeling particularly cold in winter or particularly hot in summer. The difference between her clothing and hers was simply two layers of animal skins. Furthermore, the conditions of the Dragon Tribe didn't allow her, a leader, to wear linen, so she had no desire for it. She simply asked the price and walked away without hesitation, causing the stall owner to yell after her.
After walking for a while, Qiao Yu found salt and millet again.
Qiao Yu was a little shocked, but also secretly happy.
It turns out that salt is not monopolized by any large tribe. The Jiangyuan tribe, which doesn't seem to have a particularly large population, actually has salt?
Could it be that this area not only has iron and copper mines, but also salt mines? Or is it because it's not far from the sea that they have seashells?
With these doubts in mind, Qiao Yu approached to inquire about the price of salt. The Jiangyuan Tribe's salt wasn't as good as the larger tribe's, but about the same as the Sun Tribe's. The price was lower, not only lower than the larger tribe's, but also slightly lower than the Sun Tribe's.
Qiao Yu saw that some poor people from the big tribe were also exchanging salt with people from the Jiangyuan tribe.
With great surprise, Qiao Yu asked about the price of millet again.
The quality of the millet was comparable to that of the larger tribes, and this time the price was three bowls of dried meat for four bowls of millet. Qiao Yu decisively took the three bowls of dried meat and traded them for four bowls of millet. He then traded them for two unknown tree saplings at the Jiang Yuan tribe's stall.
At the end of the walk, Qiao Yu discovered, based on the language, that this approximately 400-meter-long strip of stalls was occupied by people from only two tribes. He wondered if this trade fair was just between the two tribes, or if some smaller tribes didn't come because the distance was too far.
Seeing that there was nothing he wanted, Qiao Yu decisively went to the stall of Jiang Yuan tribe and exchanged all the remaining dried meat for salt.
This salt has a bitter taste due to its crude extraction process. If Qiao Yu could come here to exchange things openly, the Dragon Tribe could hunt, have farms, and no shortage of dried meat, so they could naturally exchange it for better salt.
However, the current situation is special. The Dragon Tribe should not be exposed to the public and cannot participate in the trade fair for the time being. In the case of salt shortage, they can only sacrifice quality for quantity.
After exchanging the salt, Qiao Yu did not leave, but continued to stroll in front of the stalls.
Leaving in this open area, and not heading towards the main tribe, would easily reveal his identity if anyone was watching. Anyway, it would soon be dark, and the people from the main tribe would return to their own tribes, so Qiao Yu could take advantage of the chaos and leave.
Furthermore, she also wanted to collect intelligence while strolling around and find out about the situation of the two tribes.
Unfortunately, she couldn't speak the language of Jiang Yuan's tribe, so she only knew from the big tribe that their name was Sifang Tribe.
The Sifang Tribe was neither the Yan Tribe nor the Huang Tribe. Upon hearing this news, Qiao Yu didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed.
During this seemingly casual stroll, but actually a gathering of intelligence, she discovered that not all the people of the Jiangyuan Tribe understood the language of the Sifang Tribe. At the two stalls closest to the Sifang Tribe, she overheard two people speaking in an awkwardly accented language with the Sifang Tribe.
This is normal. If there really was a language barrier, no communication, and no friendship, the Jiangyuan tribe would never have participated in this trade fair.
She rolled her eyes and an idea came to her mind.
As Qiao Yu lingered in front of the stalls, the sky gradually darkened.
The people of the Sifang tribe began to pack up their stalls and return to their own tribes. The Jiangyuan tribe lit a bonfire. Qiao Yu noticed that they were using the method of drilling wood to make fire.
Seeing that people from the four tribes began to return to their tribes one after another, Qiao Yu took advantage of the chaos and the cover of night to walk into the nearby forest. She jumped onto a tree, and a row of leaves moved slightly, and she disappeared in the twilight.
After walking along the stream for more than ten minutes, she arrived at the river. She walked towards the place where everyone had hidden the boat and saw a raft hidden in the thatched grass that was taller than a person.
This is the raft they rebuilt after walking through the waterfall.
Because the men of the Dragon Tribe had all learned to swim, the rafts were significantly reduced in size to facilitate navigation in the creek, from twenty or thirty logs to seventeen or eighteen, with a cross-section of just over three meters. While these rafts lacked safety, they were much more flexible and faster. However, their carrying capacity was also reduced, so Qiao Yu built several more.
Even so, it was still very heavy. Even if Hei Zai was very strong, he probably wouldn't be able to carry it to the river and put it in the water.
Qiao Yu lifted it with ease. She heaved it over her shoulder, holding the raft with one hand to prevent it from falling, the other holding the wicker basket filled with salt. After a few minutes' walk to the river, she lowered the raft and found a wooden pole. With a gentle push, the raft drifted downstream, following the current.
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