Chapter 125 Otter Tribe
After entering the Mountain Turtle Tribe, Jiang Xuan and others were warmly received.
During the meal, Shanjia specially made barbecued mushrooms, which tasted very delicious.
Shanjia also noticed the old witch because the totem pattern on his face was obviously different from that of the people in the Teng tribe.
"Which tribe is this old man from?"
The old witch replied: "Eastern Wasteland, Eagle Tribe."
"East...Eastern Wasteland...it's so far away!"
Shanjia knew nothing about the Eagle Tribe and didn't know that the Eagle Tribe was a big tribe. He was just curious and asked the old witch about the East Wilderness, and the old witch answered.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Xuan asked, "Do you know where the Crow Tribe went in the end?"
Shanjia replied: "I sent soldiers to track them down and found that they have migrated to the place where the mosquito tribe used to live. I think they have built houses now."
"Where did the Mosquito Tribe live?"
Jiang Xuan was very surprised, he never thought that the two tribes that had a grudge against the Teng tribe would successively set their eyes on that piece of land. Perhaps this was fate.
Jiang Xuan was thinking that once the Teng Tribe became strong, he would see if he could send the Teng God again to completely wipe out the Crow Tribe, which would be considered revenge for the former Deer Tribe.
Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "Chief Shanjia, maybe we can cooperate in the future and attack the Crow Tribe together."
Shanjia thought about it for a while and said, "No problem, our Mountain Turtle Tribe will definitely help when the time comes!"
"Okay, then we look forward to that day coming soon!"
After the two reached a simple consensus, their relationship seemed better, and they ate, drank, talked and laughed happily.
After eating and drinking, it’s time to get down to business.
"Leader Panther, this time it's the same. We want to trade some magical mushrooms that can enhance the strength of warriors."
Shan Jia asked, "The trade is fine, but I want to see what goods Chief Xuan brought."
Barter between tribes is rather complicated and requires both parties to have goods that they need from each other.
If one party brings goods that the other party doesn't want, the deal cannot be concluded.
Jiang Xuan said: "The Shanjia leader will definitely like the goods we brought this time, but this transaction must be kept secret and not let too many people know about it."
"Oh? Still want to keep it a secret?"
"That's right. If the leader of the pangolins can't keep it a secret, we can only give up this deal."
Shanjia also wanted to see what good things Jiang Xuan brought, so he ordered all the other warriors in the room to leave.
Jiang Xuan also waved his hand, and everyone including the old witch left, leaving only him and Shanjia in the room.
The flames in the fire pit were crackling, Jiang Xuan and Shanjia were sitting beside the fire pit, the atmosphere was somewhat mysterious.
"Chief Xuan, can you tell me now?"
Jiang Xuan nodded, took out a small pottery jar from his animal skin bag, handed it to the pangolin, and said, "Pango leader, take a look first."
"What is this?"
The pangolin opened the jar with doubts, and then saw a jar of light red salt with large grains, as beautiful as crystal.
The pangolin's eyes suddenly widened: "This... could this be..."
Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "The leader of the pangolins can have a taste."
In the Mountain Turtle Tribe, Shanjia was not afraid of Jiang Xuan poisoning him, so he nodded.
With excitement, the pangolin pinched a small piece of light red salt and put it into his mouth.
The salty taste filled his mouth, purer than any salt he had ever eaten before!
"Salt, good salt!"
Shanjia looked at the small jar in surprise. He never thought that the Teng tribe had such good salt.
"Is there only this small jar?" the pangolin asked again.
Jiang Xuan shook his head and said, "No, we brought a big jar! This is why I asked the leader of the pangolins to keep it a secret. Salt is too precious."
"Don't worry, Chief Xuan. We will keep it a secret. Where is the salt? We can trade right away."
"Don't worry, Chief Panther, we have brought other goods besides salt."
"What cargo?" The pangolin was expecting more surprises.
Jiang Xuan did not answer him directly, but asked: "Chief Shanjia, what do you think of this pottery jar filled with salt?"
When Shanjia heard what Jiang Xuan said, he picked up the small pottery jar and observed it carefully, and found that there were a lot of patterns on it, which was very beautiful.
Not only that, there are totem patterns of the Vine Tribe on the bottom of the small pottery jar.
Shanjia was not stupid either. He immediately guessed that the pottery jar was made by the Teng tribe.
"Chief Xuan, the goods you are talking about are not pottery, right?"
Jiang Xuan smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, it is pottery."
"We in Teng tribe have pottery tripods, pottery jars, pottery basins, pottery bottles, pottery plates, pottery bowls, pottery cups... there is always pottery that you like."
Shanjia was dumbfounded when he heard this. He never thought that the Teng tribe would produce so much pottery.
"Chief Xuan, is your Teng tribe a medium-sized tribe?"
In the eyes of the mountain eagle, it is impossible for a small tribe to own so many things.
Jiang Xuan said: "We are still a small tribe now, but I believe that we will become a medium-sized tribe in the future."
If someone else said this, Shanjia would definitely sneer, because he knew very well how difficult it was to become a medium-sized tribe.
The Mountain Turtle Tribe has been entrenched here for so many years and owns all kinds of magical mushrooms, but at its peak, its population was less than a thousand.
To become a medium-sized tribe, the population must be at least over 5,000, which is really difficult.
But for some reason, when Jiang Xuan said this, Shanjia didn't feel anything wrong with it, as if Jiang Xuan was just stating a fact.
Ultimately, it was because the Teng Tribe had shocked him too much.
Whether it was forcing back the Crow Tribe, or taking out salt and exquisite pottery, or riding two ferocious birds, none of them seemed like the style of a small tribe.
Shan Jia said, "Then let's bring in all the goods and start trading. Don't worry, Chief Xuan. I will keep the salt a secret."
Jiang Xuan nodded, then walked out the door and asked Gou Teng and others to bring in the goods.
Shanjia also brought a few soldiers and brought in several bags of magic mushrooms.
During the transaction, in order to maintain confidentiality, only Jiang Xuan and Shan Jia were in the room, while the others remained guarding outside.
This transaction went very smoothly.
The Mountain Turtle Tribe received a large jar of salt, as well as two practical pottery vessels, several pottery jars, and some animal teeth and bones.
The Vine Tribe obtained a large number of magical mushrooms, such as the Power Mushroom, the Night-Shining Mushroom, the Swift Mushroom, etc.
As for the magical mushroom that Shanjia highly recommended, Jiang Xuan did not want it, which made Shanjia a little disappointed.
After all, exchanging the magic mushroom for large amounts of supplies is an important way for the Mountain Turtle Tribe to make profits from trading.
However, even without trading the magic mushrooms, the Mountain Turtle Tribe had a good harvest, and the Pantheropus was quite satisfied with the transaction.
After the transaction, everyone relaxed. Shanjia took Jiang Xuan and others to stroll around the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
“Clatter…”
At this moment, the sound of waves suddenly came from the distant swamp.
The pangolin immediately became nervous and ran quickly towards the water with his weapon, joining the warriors of the Mountain Turtle tribe.
Soon, a group of people appeared in the big swamp. They rode dozens of strange water beasts and gradually approached the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
When the pangolin saw these people, his nervousness immediately dissipated.
The pangolin laughed and said, "Hahaha, it turns out that our friends from the otter tribe are here."
Dozens of strange water beasts climbed onto the shore, and hundreds of soldiers on their backs jumped off.
The leader had small eyes and a short stature, and looked rather wretched, but he also had four horizontal lines on his face, and was obviously a strong four-color warrior.
This man's name is Lu Zhu, and he is the leader of the Otter Tribe.
"Chief Panther, I thought your Mountain Turtle Tribe didn't welcome us."
Shanjia said: "How could that be possible? It's all because of the damn Crow Tribe that made us too nervous."
Lu Zhu walked up to Shan Jia and agreed, "The Crow Tribe really deserves to die."
Shanjia asked in surprise: "Your Otter Tribe was also attacked by the Crow Tribe?"
"That's not the case, but a few crows stole our tribe's prey."
Living together on the edge of the swamp, the distance is not particularly far, just like the mosquito tribe before, conflicts with other tribes are inevitable.
Shanjia and Luzhu cursed the Crow Tribe again, and it seemed that they shared a common hatred for the enemy.
Then, the pangolin welcomed the warriors of the otter tribe into the mountain turtle tribe.
The Otter Tribe was obviously quite familiar with the Mountain Turtle Tribe, as the warriors greeted each other and seemed quite enthusiastic.
Jiang Xuan was also curious about this strange tribe, but because he was not familiar with it, he did not move forward, but instead observed it first.
The tribe's war pet is a strange creature.
They are very large, roughly estimated to weigh over a thousand pounds, and are covered with a thick layer of shiny fur.
Its eyes are small and round, like those of a rat, its ears are very small, it has fangs, its limbs are relatively short but have sharp claws, and it has a thick and long tail behind it.
They looked a bit like an animal Jiang Xuan had seen in his previous life: the otter.
However, these water animals are many times larger than otters and look very ferocious.
Jiang Xuan casually asked the mountain turtle warrior accompanying him, "Which tribe is this person from?"
"Chief Xuan, they are from the Otter Tribe, and they are here to trade with us as well."
"Are those water animals otters?"
"The Otter Tribe calls them fish otters because those water animals are good at catching fish and love to eat fish."
Jiang Xuan and the warriors of the Teng tribe looked at this giant water beast called "fish otter" and marveled at it, because the Teng tribe had never seen this kind of water beast before.
Even when these otters come ashore, they stay by the water to rest and will not go far away from the water.
Jiang Xuan guessed that it was because they swam faster in the water, and on the shore they had short legs, ran slowly, and felt insecure.
Not long after, a warrior from the Mountain Turtle Tribe suddenly ran to Jiang Xuan's side.
"Chief Xuan, our leader invites you over."
"good."
Jiang Xuan followed the warrior back into the wooden house where the Mountain Turtle Tribe hosted guests.
As soon as Jiang Xuan entered the room, Shanjia greeted him warmly: "Chief Xuan, come and meet him. This is our friend from the Mountain Turtle Tribe, the leader of the Otter Tribe."
Lu Zhu was surprised at Jiang Xuan's youth at first, then he introduced himself solemnly: "Leader of the Otter Tribe, Lu Zhu."
"The leader of the Fuji tribe, Xuan."
After Shanjia finished introducing them, he immediately called them, "Sit down, sit down."
The three of them sat down by the fire again, while the warriors from the three tribes stood outside, and no one came in to disturb them.
Shan Jia was grilling mushroom skewers while saying, "Chief Luzhu, did you bring some frozen lotus roots today? Take one out and try it. Maybe you can make a deal with Chief Xuan."
Lu Zhu smiled and said, "I knew you were thinking about Bingou."
However, Lu Zhu was not stingy and directly took out a piece of crystal clear frozen lotus root that looked like an ice sculpture from the animal skin bag he carried with him.
Ice lotus root looks similar to lotus root, about as thick as a child's arm, with nine holes on it. It is very beautiful and exudes a pleasant fragrance.
This is the specialty of the Otter Tribe - frozen lotus root.
Then, Lu Zhu took out a stone knife and cut the piece of frozen lotus root into three pieces. He gave one to Shan Jia, one to Jiang Xuan, and ate one piece himself.
Shanjia smiled and said, "Chief Xuan, try it. Apart from the Otter Tribe, it is not easy for others to get this kind of good stuff."
Jiang Xuan followed his instructions, put the frozen lotus root to his mouth and took a small bite.
A sweet taste bloomed on the tip of his tongue, and Jiang Xuan felt very cool, just like eating an ice cream on a hot summer day.
Not only that, Jiang Xuan keenly felt that after eating a bite of frozen lotus root, there were some subtle changes in his physical condition and his mental state also improved a lot.
Jiang Xuan exclaimed: "This frozen lotus root is really a good thing!"
Hearing Jiang Xuan's praise, Lu Zhu felt very comfortable. After all, this was a specialty of their Otter Tribe.
Lu Zhu didn't know that after Jiang Xuan finished eating the piece of frozen lotus root, he was already thinking about how to get some seeds to try planting.
Ever since the tribe started planting, no matter what good things Jiang Xuan came across, his first thought was to bring them back to the tribe to plant.
Of course, some plants have relatively high requirements for the growing environment and may not necessarily survive.
After eating and drinking, Shanjia and Luzhu started to discuss the transaction, and Jiang Xuan tactfully went outside.
After the Mountain Turtle Tribe and the Otter Tribe completed the transaction, Jiang Xuan went there again and found Lu Zhu.
"Leader Luzhu, our Teng tribe also wants to trade some frozen lotus roots. Do you have any left?"
Lu Zhu said: "The big lotus roots have all been picked by the pangolin leader, only a few smaller ones are left."
"I want to see it."
"OK."
Lu Zhu didn't waste any time and directly asked the soldier to bring over a hide bag.
After opening the animal skin bag, there were indeed five frozen lotus roots inside.
However, these five ice lotus roots are small and have many nodes. If they are to be eaten, they are indeed not as good as the large ice lotus roots.
However, Jiang Xuan noticed that there were many roots and some tender shoots at the nodes of these five ice lotus roots.
Jiang Xuan was so happy that he was about to smile. Isn’t this the right “seed”?
Of course, he couldn't smile, and he had to look dissatisfied.
"It's indeed a bit small, and there's not much to eat..."
Just when Lu Zhu thought that the deal could not be concluded, Jiang Xuan said, "However, it is still possible to bring it back and give it to Wu to try."
Lu Zhu asked, "What goods does Chief Xuan want to exchange for these five frozen lotus roots?"
Jiang Xuan pretended to feel pain as he took out a pair of animal fangs and said, "All the goods I brought this time were used to trade for mushrooms. Only this pair of animal fangs are left. Chief Luzhu, see if you can use them to trade for frozen lotus roots."
Lu Zhu took the fang and found that the quality was quite good. Although it was a little small, the few ice lotus roots were also defective, which offset it.
"make a deal!"
Lu Zhu put away the pair of animal fangs and handed the five ice lotus roots to Jiang Xuan.
"Chief Xuan, if you want better frozen lotus roots, you can come to our Otter Tribe in the future. I will definitely treat you well then."
"I will definitely go if I have the chance."
After the transaction was completed, Lu Zhu did not stop, but quickly took the warriors of the Otter Tribe and rode away on the fish otters.
Jiang Xuan carefully wrapped the five frozen lotus roots with water plants and put them into a leather bag to keep them moist.
Afterwards, Jiang Xuan said goodbye to the pangolin, and flew back on the giant eagle with the old witch and the warriors of the Teng tribe, with Tangyuan following closely behind.
(End of this chapter)
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