Chapter 287 Setting up a stall to sell things
In the early morning, not only did they get up diligently, but others even got up earlier than the three of them.
The three looked towards the road and saw furs of different colors on the ground, with many strange and bizarre items on them.
They were shocked, and while there were still some empty spaces left, they quickly ran over and hurriedly started to set up the stall.
Since they didn't bring animal skins, they had to take an animal skin coat to pad the ground, and then took out the things in the storage bag one by one.
Snowflake salt, various snow-white porcelain, some peppers, ginger.
When all these things were placed on the animal skins, it didn't take long for people to gather around.
A middle-aged man wearing thick animal skins and a little dirty came with a female tribesman. The man pointed at the salt on the animal skin curiously and said, "What is this, it looks pretty."
Kuang explained, "This is a specialty of our tribe, snowflake salt."
As he introduced one by one, the man and woman cast surprised eyes at him, not only the two of them, but also other people who heard it around them.
"Is this true?" the woman asked in surprise.
She couldn't believe that the white thing on the animal skin was actually salt?
Compared to the black and yellow salt, this snow-white thing was like an alien. It looked not only very clean, but also very fine.
Next to the stall of the three spears, in front of a stall, a young man with an ordinary round face sneered, "I don't believe it!"
"Look at mine, his doesn't look like salt at all!"
As he said that, he pointed proudly at a can of yellow and rough salt on his stall.
"This is produced by our Rock Tribe. Not only is the bitterness very light, but the color is also very beautiful. Even the Thunder Tribe uses our salt!"
"Five first-level faith crystals can get such a can!"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and a tall and strong man said in surprise, "It's actually the Rock Tribe?!"
Someone next to him was puzzled and asked a question. The tall and strong man looked around and explained.
"Most of the salt we eat comes from the Yanda tribe. Their salt is good and bad. Look at the one in this jar. It should be the best salt of the Yanda tribe."
"I see!"
The crowd suddenly realized and looked at the round-faced young man with awe. At the same time, they looked at the yellow salt with desire.
The Yanda tribe produces the best quality salt, which must be very good!
The round-faced young man Bai Shi smiled and was a little flattered by the gazes.
He turned his head and looked at the three people of Mao proudly, "Your salt looks better and finer than ours. I don't believe there is any better than ours!"
"Even if yours looks better, it definitely doesn't taste as good as ours!"
Of course, he spared no effort to promote his own salt. His tribe didn't know how many competing tribes like this had been killed.
In addition to the fact that his own salt is indeed better, the rest is the strength of the tribe.
He sneered secretly.
"You can try it." Li looked at him expressionlessly.
"Okay, then I'll try it!" With a disdainful attitude, Bai Shi pinched some snowflake salt with his fingers, and then put it into his mouth to taste it carefully.
"What is this?" As soon as he took a bite, his eyes widened.
"What's wrong?"
The people around him stared at him closely. Seeing him like this, they all felt strange and thought that there was something wrong with the snowflake salt.
Think about it, how could there be such white salt? It looks very strange.
However, before she could speak, Bai Shi murmured in surprise, "It's actually salt!"
Really?
The onlookers were stunned, looking at the snow-white salt in surprise. Is there really such a color of salt?
Before they asked, Bai Shi's face was full of disbelief, "Why is this salt not bitter!"
Although the voice was small, it was heard by the people around.
What, no bitterness?
A series of unbelievable eyes stared at the snowflake salt.
Compared with the color, the fact that there is no bitterness surprised them even more.
They knew that even the salt of the Rock Tribe was bitter, but this snow-white salt was not. What does this mean?
This is definitely the best salt that has appeared so far, surpassing the Rock Tribe!
Even the tribesmen of the Rock Tribe were shocked after eating it, so you can imagine how good this salt is.
"This salt should be very expensive, right?" Someone showed a look of desire in his eyes, but hesitated because of the high price that might appear.
Salt is a precious item. Even in the Thunder Tribe, not everyone can use salt recklessly. On the contrary, they are very frugal.
The Thunder Tribe is like this, not to mention their small tribes, the value of salt is almost the same as the God-given fruit.
Kuang grinned and said, "It's not expensive, a small bowl of ten faith crystals."
As he said that, he pointed to a small white porcelain bowl and gestured to the people who gradually gathered around.
Subconsciously looking at the small bowl, everyone was stunned again.
This bowl is nothing, they have all seen it, but the one in front of them is different. Not only is it as white as salt, but it is also very delicate and smooth.
In surprise, a man squatted down and touched the small bowl.
"Very smooth!" He said in surprise.
"Let me touch it!"
Soon, the crowd rushed to touch the bowl, all with surprise on their faces.
It was another precious thing they had never seen before!
They couldn't help but get curious. What kind of tribe was it that made these two things?
"How many crystals does this bowl cost?" someone couldn't help asking.
"The same amount as salt." Mao said.
After a moment's hesitation, everyone felt that it was very cheap. Although it was much more expensive than ordinary salt and bowls, it was worth the money after all. No one felt that it was unreasonable.
"Give me a bowl of salt!" Someone gritted his teeth and decided.
"Okay!" The three Kuangs looked at each other and smiled.
Soon, the people around couldn't wait to get it, fearing that it would be gone if they were a little slower.
Bai Shi looked at him with anger.
Even if his salt was cheaper, the staring eyes disappeared at this time, and they were all attracted by the salt of the three people next to him. He was also ignored by others.
This situation made his face blue and pale.
Unfortunately, the crowd would not stop because of his anger. Instead, they became more and more enthusiastic.
In a blink of an eye, the salt and bowl brought by Mao were sold out, and he harvested 320 first-level faith crystals.
"That's it? Why don't you bring more?"
"That's right!"
Those who didn't buy complained one after another.
Kuang said apologetically, "We only brought so much. If you want to trade in large quantities, you can go to our Yanhuang tribe."
"Yanhuang tribe?"
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they secretly memorized the name of the tribe and prepared to go to the Lei Ting tribe to ask for the location.
Then go back and discuss with the priest or the leader, and you can trade salt and these bowls in large quantities.
Of course, in addition to those who want to trade normally, there are also people with greed in their eyes who want to do something wrong.
(End of this chapter)
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