Chapter 369 Iron Ore Trading
After Jiang Xuan climbed up Mangzhu Mountain, he painted the totem pattern of the Rat Tribe on a relatively flat boulder halfway up the mountain above the Bamboo Rat Tribe.
With this totem pattern, the Bamboo Rat Tribe will become a de facto subordinate tribe of the Vine Tribe from now on, and they will prosper and suffer together.
The members of the Bamboo Rat Tribe watched this scene in fear and panic, discussing it privately, but no one dared to stop it.
After finishing the painting, Jiang Xuan stepped back a few steps, admired his work, and then muttered: "Some of the lines are not drawn smoothly. If only my sister was here, she would draw more beautifully."
Jiang Xuan was thinking about when to let Chishao come to the central part to see the prosperity of the central part.
However, totem patterns are, after all, just a tool for declaring sovereignty. Whether they are drawn beautifully or ugly, it cannot change their nature.
Jiang Xuan put down the animal hair brush and paint, and quickly turned his enthusiasm to another thing, which was to look for iron ore.
This is the real purpose of their appearance in the Bamboo Rat Tribe.
"Where is your leader?"
Jiang Xuan walked up to several members of the Bamboo Rat Tribe and asked them in a calm tone.
However, those members of the Bamboo Rat Tribe were timid and very afraid of Jiang Xuan, and they could not speak clearly.
One of them said in a trembling voice: "In... in the cave..."
Jiang Xuan took a look at the earth caves that had collapsed a lot. Having been to the Rat Tribe and the Rabbit Tribe, he naturally knew how complicated the situation was inside these caves. He didn't want to go in and look for people.
Jiang Xuan thought for a moment, took out a handful of snow-white salt and stuffed it into the man's hand: "Help me find him here, this salt will be your reward."
The bamboo rat tribe member looked at the snow-white salt in his palm in disbelief. He wanted to refuse, but his body honestly turned his head and crawled into the hole. He secretly licked the salt, and then hid it close to his body.
Salt is so precious to ordinary people in small tribes that most people simply cannot refuse it.
Soon, the members of the Bamboo Rat Tribe found their leader in the intricate tunnels and conveyed Jiang Xuan's words.
"The leader of the Vine tribe is looking for me?"
When the leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe heard these words, his expression suddenly became very conflicted.
He really wanted to refuse, but when he thought of the terrifying divine vine and the powerful vine tribe, he didn't have the courage to refuse.
In the end, the leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe left the tunnel reluctantly in a state of trepidation, and it took him a long time to stand in front of Jiang Xuan.
As soon as Jiang Xuan saw his expression, he knew that he was afraid that he would make some very excessive demands, so he took the lead in introducing himself: "My name is Xuan, and I am the leader of the Teng tribe. Don't be nervous. I am not here to rob your tribe of things, nor do I rob women. In fact, we came here this time to make a fair trade."
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe lowered his head and remained silent, rubbing the corners of his leather coat with his fingers. It was obvious that he did not quite believe what Jiang Xuan said.
Jiang Xuan didn't care whether he believed it or not, and directly took out a piece of reddish-brown iron ore that he had traded with the warriors of the Bamboo Rat Tribe.
"Do you recognize this kind of stone?"
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe raised his head slightly, stared at the stone for a while, and then nodded honestly.
Jiang Xuan suppressed his excitement and said, "Find all the stones of this kind that your tribe can find."
Seeing that the leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe was in low spirits and unwilling to do so, Jiang Xuan added, "Don't worry, we won't let you work in vain. We will exchange salt and pottery with you."
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe finally raised his head and said in disbelief: "You...are you telling the truth?"
"Of course, the Bamboo Rat Tribe has become a subsidiary tribe of the Vine Tribe. Do I need to fool you?"
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the case, so he immediately mobilized people to search for iron ore.
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe is a very pragmatic man. Anyway, the situation in the tribe can't get any worse. There is a chance to earn something back from the Vine Tribe, so why not do it?
Under his leadership, the members of the Bamboo Rat Tribe took their big bamboo rats into the caves, frantically searching for the iron ore they had found before.
In fact, iron ore is not a high-quality stone because its texture is uneven. Some of it is very hard, while some has a very loose structure and will break if it is hit. It can only be used to make some relatively crude tools.
If the Bamboo Rat Tribe had not just dug up a vein underground and found a lot of high-quality iron ore, they would not have hoarded this stuff at all.
Soon, the members of the Bamboo Rat Tribe continuously sent iron ore to Jiang Xuan, piling it up into a huge pile.
Jiang Xuan picked up two pieces of iron ore and knocked them. The sound was quite crisp and he immediately felt very satisfied.
The iron ore collected by the Bamboo Rat Tribe has a relatively high iron content, because ore with a high iron content is harder and can be used to make tools.
When the leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe reappeared in front of Jiang Xuan, the iron ore on the ground had piled up into a small hill.
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe rubbed his hands and said nervously, "Chief Xuan, all the stones found in the tribe have been sent over. Look at the salt and pottery..."
Jiang Xuan laughed heartily and said, "Don't worry, we in the Teng tribe always keep our word. Jingjie, bring a bag of salt and two pottery jars."
Jing Jie, who was standing nearby, immediately found a bag of salt and two pottery jars from the goods he brought, and placed them in front of Jiang Xuan.
Jiang Xuan picked up the bag of salt and weighed it, feeling that it was about two or three pounds, so he handed it to the leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe.
"This is the good salt produced by our Teng tribe. You can try it."
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe took the bag of salt and opened it carefully. The white salt inside immediately made him dizzy.
He had never seen such pure salt. It was much better than the mixed salt he had traded from other places in the past.
In fact, the salt refined by the Teng tribe at the beginning was not pure and white, but as time went by, the salt-making workshops continued to improve the manufacturing process, and now the salt produced has become snow-white and very pure.
The leader of the bamboo rat tribe carefully pinched a little and put it into his mouth. The pure salty taste bloomed on the tip of his tongue, without any bitterness or other taste.
"Good salt, really good salt..."
A smile finally appeared on the face of the bamboo rat tribe leader. He held the salt bag tightly in both hands, fearing that it was an illusion.
Jiang Xuan smiled and asked, "Such good salt, if we use it to trade for your stone, won't the Bamboo Rat Tribe suffer a loss?"
"Hehe, no loss, no loss..."
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe was very satisfied with the deal, because the iron ores were of little use to the Bamboo Rat Tribe, and few people would be interested in trading them with other tribes.
Using this thing that few people like to exchange for the salt that is in short supply in the tribe, this deal is a big profit no matter how you look at it.
Seeing that the Bamboo Rat Tribe was satisfied with the deal, Jiang Xuan pointed to the two pottery jars with patterns and said, "These two pieces of pottery were also made by our Vine Tribe. I'll give them to you as a meeting gift. I hope that the Vine Tribe and the Bamboo Rat Tribe can get along happily in the future."
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe looked at the two exquisite pottery jars and was so shocked that he was speechless.
He had never seen such beautiful pottery before, and the Teng Tribe gave it to him directly. Isn’t this too generous?
If he had not been deeply impressed by the strength of the divine vine, he would have suspected whether the leader of the vine tribe was stupid.
"Then thank you, Chief Xuan."
The leader of the Bamboo Rat Tribe was afraid that Jiang Xuan would regret it, so he put the salt directly into the animal skin bag. Then he held a pottery jar in each hand, with a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum on his face. For the first time, he felt that being a subsidiary tribe of the Vine Tribe was not a bad thing.
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