"A jar of salt like this in exchange for a copper plowshare like this." It is impossible to impress the other party without sufficient benefits.
"A jar of salt is too little. It would be very troublesome for us to build such a plow and shovel."
"Two cans of salt!" Ma Yue started raising the price without hesitation.
"At least ten jars."
"You are so mean. Three jars at most." Ma Yue had no patience for bargaining. This small jar only held two bowls of salt at most.
Ma Yue looked at the other warriors' spear tips, which were almost all the same length and width. He guessed they were made from the same mold. Although Ma Yue didn't know much about molds, he knew that the molds for the same kind of tools were generally the same.
There is a big gap in the transaction prices between the two parties.
It doesn’t matter, as long as you are willing to sell it, we can let Hai Rui or the second priest come to bargain with you later.
"And copper axes, hammers, chisels, nails..." Ma Yue stopped haggling and began sketching the shapes of some important tools on the ground. He even drew the teeth of a wood saw. He had seen saw teeth before. He guessed that with the current level of craftsmanship, this thing would be too difficult to make.
"Do you have a lot of salt?" asked the chief.
"You just need to make the tools we need and follow the ocean currents. We will come here to trade with you at least twice a year." Ma Yue estimated that the Haifan tribe was roughly in the south.
Ma Yue touched his pocket and found some dried bacon, which he handed to the chief and Dhaka.
"tasty!"
It would be strange if it wasn't delicious. These days, salted radish is a delicacy. The salted pork was chopped so finely. The second chef must have put a lot of knife skills into it.
"My tribe is powerful and rich, and we have many delicacies, not just salt. Our trade will benefit both of our tribes." The specific transaction details were too troublesome, and Ma Yue had no patience, as long as the other party was interested.
Wasn’t there a saying in the past life: “Without money, you can’t solve the problem. If it’s not solved, it must be because you didn’t pay enough!”
What is money? It's nothing but profit.
"If necessary, my tribe will send troops to help you defeat your enemy tribe." Ma Yue said this with confidence. If the Qiuhai tribe had supported the landing operation, the situation would have been very different.
The enemy tribe is located near the Qiuhai tribe, possibly also along the coast. Why attack by ship? Sea transportation is large and convenient.
That doesn't seem right. Aren't boats restricted by ocean currents? How did they get back if they couldn't defeat the enemy tribe? Wouldn't the ocean currents just change back instantly?
The chief was a little cautious about Ma Yue's suggestion, fearing that Ma Yue's tribe's army would take over his own tribe as well.
Ma Yue despised this leader. He was so slow and indecisive, not at all quick and decisive. If he were in the Hai Tribe, would such a person want to be the leader? Tsk!
It's said that if you have big arms and strong muscles, you must be the chief. This primitive rule is really rigid. The leader of a large tribe needs comprehensive leadership skills. Just being brave is useless.
"Does your tribe still have boats?"
"There are still some, further up the river."
The Qiuhai tribe had just suffered a defeat and suffered heavy damage to their ships.
Since he's here and agreed to help, Ma Yue can't just pat his butt and leave, right?
Ma Yue called Lu Yin and others, fortunately these were all good sailors.
The oars of the Qiuhai tribe are very large, and if you paddle them, you can go upstream even if there are waves.
When we were in the Fire Rabbit Tribe, there were no ocean currents or anything like that. Couldn't a dozen people still go out to sea to fish by boat? Was it necessary to have ocean currents?
"I help you defeat the other witch, and you give me two boats." In exchange for a copper knife, there is no point. The bargaining chip is very low, so the chief readily agreed.
Would you kill me if you gave me an extra copper knife? Look at your petty attitude. You asked me for help, and you're still nitpicking with me. I'm in a bad mood, so I will try my best to help you? Damn it! Ma Yue despised the chief of the Qiuhai tribe even more.
The deal was done. Ma Yue found Lu Yin and his group of twenty people and rowed the boat out to sea. He wanted to adapt to the big ship as soon as possible. It would be better if he could find out more about the situation in Linhai.
"Witch! I've made up my mind. Five jars of salt, no less." The nonsensical chief of the Qiuhai tribe came to find Ma Yue.
"Okay! Deal!" Ma Yue had no patience for bargaining. Five jars of salt, only ten bowls. If they could be exchanged for a copper plowshare, it would be quite a bargain.
The plowshare is the most important part of the plow. The higher the hardness and toughness of the plowshare, the more efficient the plowing will be. A copper plowshare would certainly be sharper and more durable, and would undoubtedly be much stronger than stone or bone plowshares.
"How many of these plowshares does your tribe need?"
Wow! In less than ten days, the great chief had already made a plow shovel that almost perfectly met Ma Yue’s needs.
"How much can you make?" Ma Yue asked back.
"One...one hundred!" the chief said hesitantly.
Are you being petty? I guess, to make this plow shovel, you need a fixed mold. If you make less, it won't be cost-effective to process it all at once.
"That's too little. Keep going. One thousand, or even three or five thousand, wouldn't be too much." Ma Yue gestured at the large tree sticks on the ground. One large tree stick was about twenty centimeters long. Ma Yue thought it was too little and kept looking for branches to break into sticks...
The chief's mouth opened wider and wider.
"I know you can't make so many in a short time. Try to make more copper plowshares like this. Don't worry, my tribe is rich and can afford the exchange." Ma Yue said.
The chieftain was clearly worried about the large quantity, fearing Ma Yue would default on his promise, so he decided to get a portion first. If what the witch said was true, he would expand the production.
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