The painted pottery, bronze ware, and various goods of the Teng tribe were sold to various tribes in the central region through the Black Tooth tribe's trading areas and trading teams, and soon set off a buying spree in the central region.
Those beautiful painted pottery with bright colors and the sturdy, durable, and golden bronzes are simply a dimensionality reduction attack on ordinary pottery and stone tools.
Not only that, these tribes soon discovered that any goods with vine totem patterns were both beautiful and easy to use, and their quality was much higher than those produced by other tribes.
For example, the animal skin backpack produced by the Teng tribe can not only hold a lot of things, but also has straps on the shoulders, chest and waist to secure it. Carrying it on your back, you can move freely in the forest. It is not as cumbersome as an ordinary animal skin bag and is also waterproof.
Another example is the animal skin clothes produced by the Teng tribe.
Unlike other tribes, it is not simply tied around the waist with a leather belt, but is fastened with buttons made of animal bones. It does not appear loose when worn, and it has several large pockets for storing things, which is beautiful and practical.
There are also weapons, tools, insect wax, salt, sugar and other goods from the Teng tribe, all of which are of very good quality and have won unanimous praise from various tribes in the central region.
Soon, under the huge demand, the members of the Teng tribe began to work overtime to manufacture all kinds of goods. Jiang Xuan even outsourced the rough processing of some goods to tourists outside the tribe.
Gradually, more and more tourists came to eat at Teng Tribe, and the outskirts of Teng Tribe became very lively, and even a small-scale trading area was gradually formed.
The Vine Tribe obtained a large amount of resources by producing goods, and the Black Tooth Tribe, as a middleman, also made a lot of money. The two sides cooperated quite happily and formed a win-win situation temporarily.
However, this situation will not last long, because as time goes by, some tribes closer to the Teng Tribe begin to bypass the Black Tooth Tribe and go directly to the Teng Tribe to trade with their goods, so as to avoid being slaughtered by the Black Tooth Tribe in the middle.
Some other tribes were very jealous of the increasingly prosperous Teng Tribe, and secretly had evil intentions, trying to do some no-cost business or even swallow up the Teng Tribe.
Beneath the prosperous trade lies a surging undercurrent, and new contradictions and crises are quietly approaching.
Just when the storm was about to come, the Mountain Turtle Tribe, which had been heading to the central part of the country with the Teng Tribe’s fleet, finally arrived.
They carried all their supplies, gambled on the future of the entire tribe, and returned to the land where their ancestors once lived, fought, experienced glory, and shed tears.
November 16th, the ninth year since the establishment of the Teng Tribe.
“Woo woo…”
The sound of horns made from buffalo horns echoed continuously on the wide South River.
Large sailing ships loaded with cargo and Teng tribe warriors slowly sailed towards the river bay dock of the new territory.
After arriving at the dock, the large ships lowered their sails and dropped anchor, docking at their designated locations.
Afterwards, a temporary wooden bridge was built between the big ship and the dock. The warriors who had been waiting at the dock for a long time boarded the ship one after another. Together with the warriors following the ship, they moved the cargo on the ship to the shore, and then used wooden wheel carts to transport it along the paved road into the tribal warehouse inside the vine wall.
A large number of tourists watched from afar, discussing and speculating how many new goods the Teng tribe had brought this time and how many surprises it had brought.
On the Nan River, not far from the Teng tribe's fleet, all the members of the Mountain Turtle Tribe went ashore under the leadership of the Turtle God.
They did not enter their new territory immediately because the lively scene in the Teng tribe attracted their attention.
They stood on the river bank, watching the busy members of the Teng tribe with envy, and did not move for a long time.
Shanjia stood on the back of a giant mountain turtle, stretched his neck and looked at the dock of the Teng tribe for a long time, and said enviously: "The territory of the Teng tribe is really lively. I didn't expect that they have developed so well in the central region."
The Mountain Turtle Tribe witch sighed: "Yes, it would be great if our Mountain Turtle Tribe could develop so fast."
Shanjia turned around and asked, "Wu, do you think our ancestors of the Shangui tribe were also so lively when they lived in the central region?"
Speaking of ancestors, the Mountain Turtle Tribe witch straightened his hunched back and said with pride: "Of course, our Mountain Turtle Tribe was a big tribe in the central region!"
Shanjia said: "I hope we can become a big tribe again in the future."
Wu clenched his fists and nodded heavily, saying: "This day will definitely come!"
"Eer..."
At this moment, a sharp bird cry was heard in the sky. The terrifying penetrating power and strong breath made all the giant mountain turtles on the ground instinctively shrink their necks.
“Huff, huff, huff…”
A huge purple eagle flew from the distant sky, and its huge wings stirred up a strong wind. Wherever it passed, the branches and leaves were blown.
If you look closely, you will find that the purple eagle's sharp claws are still holding a huge beast. The beast has obviously been caught not long ago, and the blood has not yet coagulated, dripping to the ground from time to time.
“Boom!”
Finally, the purple eagle flew to the open space in front of the people of the Mountain Turtle Tribe and landed with its prey. When its huge weight landed on the ground, the ground shook a few times and a hole was smashed into the ground.
Only then did the purple eagle finally loosen its claws that were deeply embedded in its prey, and slowly walked in front of the people of the Mountain Turtle Tribe. It squatted down with its huge body and stretched out one of its wings to touch the ground.
"Hahaha, Panther Leader, you guys are finally here. I've been waiting for you for so long!"
Jiang Xuan hung the bronze spear on the back of the purple eagle, then walked down along its wings with a happy mood and walked towards Shanjia and others.
When Shanjia saw Jiang Xuan, he was quite excited because he finally saw a familiar face in the central region, and his unfamiliarity with this land was greatly reduced.
"Chief Xuan, did you just come back from hunting? What a big harvest!"
The pangolin jumped off the back of the giant mountain tortoise, walked happily to Jiang Xuan, and pointed at the huge prey and exclaimed.
Jiang Xuan possesses the purple eagle and powerful seven-color warrior strength. His hunting ability far exceeds that of ordinary hunting teams, which is really enviable.
Jiang Xuan pointed at the prey and said, "That giant beast is called the Snake-eating Tapir. It is a beast unique to the central region. It is also a gift from me to you."
"I know you have walked so far and must have consumed a lot of food. This snake-eating tapir is big enough to provide you with some additional food."
Shan Jia was surprised and said, "Give it to us? This... How can I be so embarrassed..."
Actually, what Jiang Xuan said was correct. Although the Mountain Turtle Tribe was well prepared, they had migrated so far and their food consumption was indeed huge, especially meat, which was relatively scarce.
But the snake-eating tapir was so big that it looked like a small mountain when placed there. This truly giant beast was extremely valuable to the tribesmen. Its skin, bones, teeth, and large amounts of meat were all treasures.
With such a big gift, not only the Panther but even the Shaman of the Mountain Turtle Tribe felt flattered.
Jiang Xuan waved his hand and said, "Leader Panther, we are old friends, we have been through thick and thin together. Giving away a wild beast is nothing. Move it to your new territory so that everyone can eat some meat to replenish their energy."
Jiang Xuan's words moved Shanjia deeply. He nodded heavily, kept this friendship in his heart, and then called on the warriors of the Mountain Turtle Tribe to move the giant beast to the new territory.
Because the beast was so huge, it was impossible to lift it directly, so the warriors of the Mountain Turtle Tribe could only disassemble it first and then move it piece by piece to the new territory.
Jiang Xuanze walked with Shan Jia towards the new territory of the Mountain Turtle Tribe. Along the way, they talked and laughed, and told him some interesting stories about the Central Region, as well as the local customs and practices. This made Shan Jia feel less unfamiliar with the Central Region, and his uneasy heart finally settled down. (End of this chapter)
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