The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 290 Shipping
Chen Bei rode a huge bamboo rat, and he thought hard about a way to transport a large amount of coal to the Mang tribe.

Until he saw a small stream, he suddenly remembered that when he came here on a flamingo, he saw a small river spreading from the big river to here.

"Leader Jufang, is there a small river near your bamboo rat tribe?"

Ju Ya turned his head and said, "That's right, there is a river, it's not too small, but our Bamboo Rat tribe never goes to the river, we like to stay on the mountain."

"I think I have a way to transport the coal from your tribe to the Mang tribe."

"Really? What's the way?" Juya was overjoyed, finally someone wanted those coals, and he didn't want to give up because they couldn't get them out.

Chen Bei said: "Use a boat."

"Boat? What is a ship?" Jufang scratched the back of his head. They rarely trade with other tribes, and their information is very backward, so they don't know what a ship is.

"It's a tool that can carry things on the water. You don't have to worry about this. Our Mang tribe has a boat. If it goes well, it can go directly to you."

"However..." Chen Bei smiled and said: "Our boat has traveled so far, and we have to face many dangers from the river. The price of this charcoal has to be cheaper, so we can trade."

After Ju Ya heard Chen Bei's words, he immediately said: "You guys have come all the way to transport it yourself, it should be cheaper, no problem."

Juya wanted to quickly sell the mountain of coal at this time, how could he have thought of so much?

What's more, this thing is not precious to the Bamboo Rat tribe, they only need to put in a little effort to dig it, and they are already very satisfied if someone wants it and can exchange it for some good things.

"Okay, let's trade with salt, two thousand catties of charcoal, how about a catty of salt for you?"

The amount was too large, Ju Ya counted with his fingers, and found out embarrassingly that he didn't know how to calculate.

Chen Bei said in a considerate manner: "A low-level totem warrior can pick five hundred catties of coal at a time. If you have such a big basket, you only need one warrior to pick it back and forth four times, which is two thousand catties of coal, and you can exchange it for one catties of salt."

"It's not very far from the mountain where you dig coal to the river. It's easy to pick four or five times a day. What's more, you have these big bamboo rats to help. Think about how much salt you can earn every day."

"In addition, you can often dig high-quality stone materials, as well as animal bones, etc., and trade with our Mang tribe for a long time. By then, you will definitely not be able to run out of salt!"

"What if you can't run out of salt? You can continue to trade with our Mang tribe! You can exchange salt for warm animal skins, pottery, even food, and everything that our Mang tribe can trade!"

Ju Ya's eyes lit up, this deal is a bargain!

I have to admit that Chenbei's words are very tempting. After Juya heard it, he was already looking forward to the scene where the bamboo rat tribe had too much salt to eat and all kinds of things to use up.

Ju Ya was even afraid that Chen Bei would go back on his word, so he immediately said: "That's it, you are the leader of the Mang tribe, so you keep your word?"

In fact, Ju Ya wanted Chen Bei to make a totem oath even more, but he didn't have the guts to do so, because he was afraid that Chen Bei would get angry, so he stopped making deals with them.

Chen Bei smiled and said: "Of course it's a promise, our Mang tribe has the most important promise."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to bring the boat over next time!"

Because the coal deal was finalized on the road, the atmosphere between the two parties became more harmonious and happy.

After returning to the bamboo house, the leader of the bamboo rat tribe accompanied the witch, and entertained Chen Bei well.

It wasn't until the next day that Chen Bei was able to get away and go back by flamingo.

Outside the bamboo house, watching the flamingo flying farther and farther, Juya was still worried: "Will they really come back with that boat?"

"Sure, he doesn't have to lie to us."

The witches of the Bamboo Rat Tribe saw it very clearly. Even if a big tribe like the Mang Tribe robbed them directly, the Bamboo Rat Tribe would have nothing to do, so they could only swallow their anger and hide.

But Chen Bei didn't do this, but chose to come to negotiate in person, which shows that the Mang tribe really wants to make a deal.

"I hope they can bring more salt when they come next time."

Although the existing salt of the Bamboo Rat Tribe is enough for them to eat for a year, but they used to be afraid of lack of salt, so they wanted to store up more.

……

Chen Bei first sent Bai Ya back to the Xiang tribe, thanked the Xiang tribe, and then rode a flamingo back to the Mang tribe.

"What are they doing in the bamboo rat tribe?"

Ze, the leader of the elephant tribe, asked Bai Fang curiously.

"They went to trade with the Bamboo Rat tribe for a kind of stone that can be used to burn fire. The Bamboo Rat Tribe calls that stone charcoal. I don't think it's as good as our peat."

"Just for the fire?"

Bai Fang said affirmatively, "That's right, I went to see it, the bamboo rat tribe has always used it to light fire."

"I ran so far just for some stones that can burn fire. The people of the Mang tribe are indeed like the legends. They are all reckless men who only know how to fight and don't know how to use their brains. Don't they know how to cut down trees near the tribe? "

Ze obviously scoffed at Chen Bei's behavior, turned around and put the matter behind him.

After all, the Elephant Tribe has peat and doesn't need much fuel.

……

After returning to the Mang Tribe, Chen Bei immediately found Bibo and Lie, and asked Bibo and the old sailors to drive the two big ships to the Bamboo Rat Tribe, and asked Lie to bring some elite soldiers with him to prevent accidents.

Chen Bei himself still chose to travel by flamingo, and he carried dozens of catties of salt.

"Sail, set sail!"

The sails of the big ship were slowly pulled up, and the wind began to push the big ship forward.

Next to the big ship, there are more than a dozen small sailboats imitated by the Mang tribe. After approaching the bamboo rat tribe, the waterway will become narrow, and then these small sailboats will be relied on.

Bibo hasn't left the Mang Tribe for a long time, and this time she finally has the chance to leave, she feels very excited.

As a former fish tribe member, she naturally likes sailing on water and doesn't like living on land for a long time.

"Wow!"

Five flamingoes fly in the sky, guiding the waterway ahead for the ships and detecting the danger ahead.

"Crash..."

The waves slapped on the ship's side, and the big ship shook slightly, breaking through the waves all the way forward.

Standing on the boat, Bibo looked at the river in front of him, and then at the flamingo flying in the sky, his heart was surging.

The Fish Tribe will definitely not be able to go back. After Bibo inquired many ways, he confirmed that Honglin has become the witch of the Fish Tribe. With the relationship between Bibo and Honglin, it is not easy to go back.

That being the case, let's re-emerge in the Mang tribe.

Bibo is an ambitious person, she will not be willing to stay in the current embarrassing state forever.

Since I can't go back, I will try my best to help the Mang tribe build a fleet and conduct transactions for the Mang tribe to various tribes.

The bigger this fleet develops, the higher Bibo's status in the Mang tribe will be in the future. Even if necessary, Bibo will send herself to Chenbei's bed without hesitation!
Everything, let's start with the first time to make a deal on the ship!

(End of this chapter)