Chapter 68 News from the Shanyin Tribe



"I'm the first one to exchange, and I exchanged two baskets at once. You have to give me an extra wicker basket. Otherwise, how can I take it back?" The man poured out the salt, put the bag in his arms, and began to ask for benefits again.

The people of the Valley Tribe used to come here to trade. Since they were from a small tribe, they kept a low profile and didn't dare offend anyone, so they were generally easy to talk to. In the past, they would have agreed to this man's request.

But Qiao Yu had made his final decision, specifically letting Shu, Man, and Liushui make the final decision. No one else was allowed to interfere with the price, so no one dared to speak. Shu, knowing he was not good at talking, kept silent.

They are all loyal fans of Qiao Yu, who regard Qiao Yu's words as their guiding principles and naturally refuse to give in.

He used a trick Qiao Yu had taught him, pointing at the wicker basket and saying, "This basket is much more useful than an animal hide bag. It's sturdy and durable, and it can be washed with water. You can lift it, carry it on your back, or even carry it on your back. If you don't use it regularly, you can put it in the cave to store animal hides or other things. It's incredibly practical."

He demonstrated as he said this.

"Although this basket is made of rattan, it was made with great care and effort. We don't need much, just half a bowl of dried meat. Uncle, you can exchange it for another basket and take the other basket of yams home. These were all woven by the elders and women of the tribe who spent a lot of effort on this dried meat. So, I'm sorry, uncle, I really can't give it to you."

The man was just trying to take advantage and wanted to get more benefits. Seeing that Man was determined to stick to his guns, he didn't bother to say anything more.

This wicker basket was indeed quite good. Apart from anything else, he could easily exchange it for a bowl of dried meat when he took it back to the tribe.

"Alright, alright." He feigned anger and reached out to take the wooden carrying pole that Man had just used for demonstration. "You can't expect me to take back my dried meat with this branch, can you?"

"Haha, this is for you, this is for you. Uncle, you can carry this load of potatoes back like I did just now. If someone asks you on the way, you have to tell them that you exchanged these potatoes and the wicker basket at our stall." He said with a smile and helped the man how to carry the load more naturally and with less effort.

Now not only the man was satisfied, but others were also ready to make a move.

Not to mention that yams are good things, rattan baskets are also very useful. Both are not expensive. Just learning how to use branches to carry loads is worth the price.

The others also immediately exchanged for two baskets of raw potatoes.

One third of the twenty or so baskets of raw potatoes brought by the valley tribe were exchanged in one go.

Ming Heshuo had been watching this place for a while. Seeing the others leave, they hurried over, staring at Maoshu and asking, "What is this?"

"Edible." Shu said with a smile, "Would you two like to exchange for something else? It's delicious and filling."

He cleverly pulled one out of the fire, peeled it, cut it into pieces, put it on the leaves and handed it over.

Ming Heshuo tasted a piece and thought it tasted okay. The taste was secondary; what interested them most was that it could fill their stomachs. If they could find this thing in the wild after returning home and following the appearance of the hairy potato, that would be great.

After tasting it, Shuo didn't say anything. He frowned as if he was thinking about something, lost in thought. In fact, he was waiting for Ming's attitude.

Ming was a straightforward person, and without bargaining, he said directly to Shu: "Give me four baskets, and I'll give you an extra bowl of dried meat for the other two baskets later."

Shu was very happy: "Thank you very much." He quickly asked everyone to pick four baskets for Ming. Liushui and the other two guys diligently delivered them to Ming's stall.

Shuo saw Ming leave, and then he waved to Shu: "Shu, come here, I have something to tell you."

Shu glanced at Qiao Yu and saw her nod slightly, then he followed Ming to a deserted place nearby.

"Shu, our two tribes are both small tribes and are bullied by the big tribes all the time. The salt is getting more expensive every year, and it's almost impossible for us to survive." Shuo began to get close to Shu.

The tree didn't know what he was up to, so it nodded and said, "That's right."

Shuo patted Shu's shoulder with a look of relief: "I knew you could understand me the best."

He pointed and said, "Do you know about the Shanyin tribe?"

Because Qiao Yu wanted to know, Shu was trying to find out the news about the Shanyin tribe. Seeing this, he quickly shook his head and asked curiously, "What happened in the Shanyin tribe?"

"That Ming is the son of the former chief. He was supposed to take over the position when the old chief died of illness, but unexpectedly, it was taken away by his uncle's son Lei. Now, under Lei's instigation and pressure, the people of the Shanyin tribe have isolated Ming. If it weren't for the strength of a few elders who prevented Lei from touching Ming, Ming would probably have been driven out of the tribe by Lei."

Shu looked surprised: "Is that so? Shuo, you are amazing. You even know something like this."

Shuo shook his head: "This is what Ming told me himself."

Shu's brows furrowed. "What does Ming want to do?"

Shuo did not answer his question, but asked: "Do you know why Lei was able to take Ming's position? It was because the God Tribe supported him."

Shu was shocked. "The God Tribe? Why? The people of the Shanyin Tribe allow the God Tribe to interfere in their affairs?"

Shuo snorted coldly, his face full of disdain: "When Lei attended the trade fair in previous years, he became friends with the son of an elder from the God Tribe. I heard that he was wronged in the tribe, and the people from the God Tribe offered to help, so he agreed for the sake of power."

The tree frowned.

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