Chapter 544: Good Things from the Deer Tribe (Please vote and subscribe)
Although the other party did not show any threat, the Deer Tribe was still very vigilant. Dozens of hunting team members held spears and always faced Youfu and his men. Some people were vigilantly watching the big boat on the water to prevent them from suddenly rushing to the shore. However,
the elders and leaders of the Deer Tribe also saw that Youfu and his men wanted to make contact with their tribe, so the two of them went to meet Youfu and his men together. Behind them was a large group of warriors from their tribe, so they were not very afraid.
"Respected tribal leader, please accept the gift from our tribe."
When Youfu came to three or four meters in front of the leader and elder of the Deer Tribe, he stopped moving forward. While talking, he pushed the folded linen in his hand forward, pretending to give them something.
Although they didn't understand, the two could still see what he meant. The Deer Chief hesitated for a moment, asked the elder to stay behind, and stepped forward to take the linen in his hand, and then retreated.
But after looking at the thing in his hand for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what it was or what it was used for. The elder touched it twice but still didn't know what it was. The two looked at You Fu again with questioning eyes.
"This is linen, used to make clothes." While saying this, he also pulled at his clothes.
The deer leader and the elder suddenly seemed to understand.
Then You Fu took the rest of the gifts from his men, handed them over to the deer leader one by one, and explained.
"This, porcelain, for eating and drinking soup; this seasoning, uh, you can taste it yourself and know which one to eat less."
The deer leader took some red powder from a fist-sized blue and white porcelain jar and put it into his mouth. The next second, his face suddenly turned red, as if he had swallowed a piece of charcoal. Then he spit madly, holding the jar in one hand and pinching his neck with the other, shouting "Poisonous, poisonous"
It didn't matter that he shouted like that. The warriors of the hunting team behind him rushed up with spears raised, surrounded Youfu and his men on the shore, and several of Youfu's confidants also drew their long swords to protect themselves and confront them.
Youfu hurriedly suppressed several of his men, asking them not to attack actively, and he quickly gestured to explain to the elders of the deer tribe.
On the other side, the deer leader, a man in his twenties, ate chili noodles for the first time in his life. The spicy food made him cry and snot uncontrollably. He had just pinched the chili noodles with his fingers, and now because of the tears, he rubbed his eyes with that hand
. My god, this was just adding fuel to the fire, as if pouring chili water into his eyes. He immediately fell down because of the severe pain in his eyes, lying on the ground, covering his eyes and rolling and howling.
This sudden situation annoyed the entire deer tribe. You just ran to our territory with just a few people, and drugged our leader in front of so many people. You are really not afraid of death or what, you don't take us seriously.
A group of people roared and rushed over, trying to poke Youfu and his men into a hornet's nest with their spears.
But Youfu was not a coward. Under the protection of a few trusted guards, he kept explaining to the deer elders over there with words and gestures.
Elder Lu was also a wise old man. He saw that Youfu and his companions had no ill intentions, and the gifts they sent were definitely treasures. Take the jar of chili peppers for example. No matter what was in it, the container used to hold the things was very exquisite. It looked like pottery painted with "frescoes" and was made very delicately. Could the "food" in such a good thing be poison?
Besides, why did they do this? There was no motive at all.
"I can save him, I can cure him, please let me pass."
Youfu was gesturing and shouting there. Elder Lu also understood roughly what Youfu meant to do. They should not have done this intentionally just now. Maybe their stupid leader did something wrong? !
"Well, let that person come over, just let him come over alone, and the others should surround him. Don't kill them." Elder Lu thought about it and still gave the order.
The group of people in the hunting team had to let Youfu go reluctantly, but some people still followed him closely.
You Fu hurried over, picked up a few pieces of porcelain on the ground, picked up a large bowl and ran to the river to scoop up a bowl of water, then stepped forward to hold down the still rolling deer leader, poured water on his face, and then stood up to scoop water again.
The second time, he deliberately washed the stupid fingers with water to prevent him from rubbing his eyes with the hands that pinched the chili peppers. The water relieved the pain of the deer leader, but he still didn't dare to open his eyes. Finally, You Fu put down the bowl and simply gestured to the elders, asking him to run to the river to wash himself.
The elders saw all of You Fu's actions and found that washing with water was really effective, so they quickly asked a warrior to help the leader wash his hands and face.
After a long while, this guy finally stabilized, sat on a stone on the shore to catch his breath, and tried to open his eyes, but there was still a burning feeling, but it was no longer so unbearable, and he could persist in opening his eyes.
The deer elder also walked over and stretched out his palm to shake in front of him, and was relieved to get the leader's answer "It's okay".
On the other side, You Fu squatted on the ground and picked up the can of chili powder, which was thrown directly into the bushes by the deer leader. Fortunately, the can was strong and the ground was soft, so it didn't break, but the chili powder had already spilled more than half, which was a pity.
However, he was also reflecting on it. It seems that it would be better to give white salt directly next time. It is better not to let people try chili easily. This kind of "irritating" taste is really not acceptable to everyone.
After seeing that their leader was fine, the men in the hunting team began to calm down again. You Fu held the can of chili in his hand with a look of regret. It was unknown what he was regretting, whether it was because he didn't "poison" the deer leader or because most of the chili inside had spilled.
He stretched out his finger to dip in the chili, and then put it in his mouth in front of everyone and sucked it, making a sucking sound in his mouth, and then spread his hands with an innocent look.
"It's not that my peppers are poisonous, it's that you ate too much."
The deer leader also reacted a little bit now, knowing that the peppers should not be poisonous. Perhaps he was too sensitive, and his face was flushed with shame for his embarrassment just now.
You Fu no longer played tricks with this group of ignorant guys. He picked up the jar of white salt from the ground beside him, demonstrated by dipping a little into his mouth, and then handed it to the deer elder to let him taste it. This is the fastest way to get familiar with the other party, because no matter which tribe, as long as he knows the value of white salt, he will definitely find a way to buy it.
Elder Lu had what happened before, so he didn't try to show off. He just dipped a little bit in his mouth, imitating You Fu. The pure salty taste filled his mouth, stimulating his taste buds, and Elder Lu's expression suddenly became interesting.
The people around were all looking at Elder Lu, fearing that what happened just now would happen again. Fortunately, no accident happened, and the elder's expression seemed to be a little surprised.
What is the white powder in the jar? Is it delicious? Everyone thought of the same thing.
Elder Lu said something excitedly, then dipped some white salt into the chief's mouth. When the chief tasted the salty taste, his eyes lit up. He knew that this was a good thing, but he was embarrassed by his reaction just now. That thing should also be a good thing, but he seemed to have eaten too much.
The two people who got the white salt were indeed different. They all knew the importance of white salt, but they couldn't get it. Only these weirdos from the water had it. If they wanted to get more, they had to build a good relationship with them.
The Han tribe's white salt diplomacy was very quick and effective.
Friends who can take out white salt are guests of honor, and the other party has given so many good things. The Deer Tribe should treat them well.
The most important thing is to discuss with these people what the Deer Tribe can use to exchange for more white salt, which is the link of negotiating business.
You Fu and his companions were warmly invited to the residence of the Deer Tribe. In fact, it was not far from the shore, less than 500 meters in total. Standing in the residence, you could see the river.
The residence was surrounded by a circle of high and dense fences, and a layer of mud was smeared on it. It looked like a circle of walls, but it was only palm thick. The camouflage was more important than the actual defense. It was estimated that it would fall down if someone hit it.
The inside of the wall was basically this kind of house, with wooden sticks as the frame and branches as the frame. A layer of mud was pasted on it to block the wind and rain, and the sloping roof was covered with thick thatch.
There were many such houses, distributed in the wall without any regular pattern. There were also large and small clay jars in front of each house. They were not beautiful, but practical.
It seemed that containers could not be sold at a high price here. Moreover, since this tribe had mastered the method of pottery making, other places around should have mastered this technology. Well, this is important news, You Fu thought secretly.
It was already evening, and it was not dark yet, but there were guests, and the hunting team had a good harvest today. The women also caught a lot of fish, so the deer elder asked the tribesmen to start a fire and cook.
In the residence of the deer tribe, the houses of the chief and the elders were connected together, very tall, and a huge pair of deer antlers were tied to the wooden stakes at the door, which should be a totem or a symbol of identity.
The population was not small, about 400 people, but the deer tribe was still a group that relied on hunting and gathering for a living. The only difference might be that they were also good at fishing and livestock breeding. There were not many deer in the deer pen, about a dozen, some big and some small, but they were well raised, and there were special children who collected grass to feed them every day. They looked alive and well, and they should be kept as emergency rations in the tribe, and they would not be slaughtered easily.
Their tribesmen all lived in family units, with their own independent houses and their own independent pots and pans. However, when cooking at night, all the prey, fish, and fruits and vegetables were gathered at the chief, and then the chief distributed them to each family according to their merits and number of people. The tribesmen who received the ingredients went back to cook for themselves.
Youfu and his few confidants naturally ate with the deer chief. The dinner was very rich, with roasted venison and soup stewed in a clay pot.
Salt was very precious, and the deer chief was reluctant to put it in the pot. He only called the men of the hunting team over and put a little in each of their bowls. This little thing had to be eaten by the whole family. A small can of white salt was consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye. A large spoonful of it was consumed in a blink of an eye, which made the chief and the elders feel distressed.
The tribesmen of the deer tribe knew that the salt was brought by the guests, but they were very happy. Their views on Youfu and his party also changed greatly and became enthusiastic.
The next time they waited for the food to be ready, it was time to talk business. Youfu used his universal sign language to communicate with the deer chief and the elders.
The deer chief hoped to exchange some things with Youfu for some white salt, but he didn't know if it would work, nor did he know what they wanted to exchange.
After some strenuous communication, the two finally understood the purpose of Youfu's group. It turned out that they wanted to trade.
The gifts that Youfu had given before were all items that could be traded. The linen used to make clothes had been given to his women by the deer chief. The three or four young and middle-aged women looked at the cloth in their hands, and then looked at the styles of clothes worn by Youfu and his men, and naturally they couldn't let go of the cloth in their hands.
Porcelain, except for being thinner and more beautiful, actually has little meaning to the deer tribe. They have more practical pottery, so there is no need to waste things to exchange for ceramics. As works of art, these gifts from Youfu are enough.
Under Youfu's guidance, the chief and the elders were also taught the correct way to eat the remaining spices, peppers and cumin, except for white salt. Seeing Youfu carefully sprinkle spices on the barbecue, the deer chief was embarrassed. It turned out that the food was not meant to be eaten directly.
After a while, the deer elders began to ask Youfu about the price of the jar of white salt.
Youfu was in a dilemma. It was okay to do business, but what did the Deer Tribe have that the Han Tribe needed? They didn't have anything that the Han Tribe would like, except for a large number of animal skins or livestock, which were the hard currency that the Han Tribe needed, but the Deer Tribe itself was short of these things and couldn't afford them.
What should they do? Both sides fell into deep thought.
"Do you have any special stones, or special animals or plants that can cure diseases or be eaten?"
Youfu suddenly asked them.
There was nothing he could do about it. The Deer Tribe really didn't have anything that the Han Tribe would appreciate, so he could only ask this question. In fact, this also had an advantage, which was that he could quickly learn about the surrounding specialties, useful animal and plant resources, and mineral resources through the Deer Tribe, an indigenous tribe.
In fact, many of the raw mineral stones were very beautiful, such as malachite, a copper ore, which could be used as a decoration, so if there were mines nearby, there was a high chance that the Deer Tribe would discover them.
Hearing that this tribe from the upper reaches actually wanted strange stones, the two senior officials of the Deer Tribe were very shocked. Stones cannot be eaten or drunk, so how could they be used to exchange for something as precious as salt?
You Fu naturally gave an explanation.
"Ordinary stones won't work. They must be special, translucent, reflective, with gorgeous colors, or have special uses. Only such stones will work."
Unexpectedly, the Deer Tribe really had these. When he heard that the guest wanted special stones, Elder Lu quickly called the tribe members to his house to take out a translucent stone the size of a pigeon egg.
If Luo Chong were here, he would be very shocked, because the stone that Elder Lu asked someone to take was actually a piece of high-quality diamond, which is what people often call a diamond, and it was so big.
(End of this chapter)
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