The salted fish couple is fleeing famine

Chapter 319 Big Rally (Part )
The old chief devoured the corn and sweet potatoes, pointed at a group of children and made excited scraping sounds.

The little translator stepped forward: "They don't want children, they only trade for these beautiful stones, as many as they have. They brought a lot of plant roots, which can be used to make seeds. If you plant them, your tribe will not be hungry soon." La."

The old chief refused: "It will take a long time to plant the seeds, and now our children will starve to death!"

The little translator was anxious: "They say you can exchange rocks for sweet food like this. If you find more rocks, wouldn't you be able to exchange them for more food?"

Finally, the old chief collected all the stones that the children played with. There were more than thirty stones in total. The largest ones were the size of small eggs, and the small ones were bigger than fingernails.

Yuan Wenjie immediately gave the old chief ten large baskets of food brought by members of his group.

The rickety old chief was confused.

I heard the little interpreter from the jungle tribe say that in addition to food, these people also have salt that makes people eat to gain strength.

He immediately expressed that his tribe still had such stones and was willing to continue trading with them.

With such a good thing, what are you waiting for?

Yuan Wenjie immediately sent someone to say hello to his father, and then returned with a navy team of 100 people and the old chief.
At this time, the street stalls of the sailors were already in full swing, and the transaction had reached a peak period.

Non-bitter salt, novel clothing, and sweet and filling plant seeds are traded.

The nearby natives all came in droves.

What is held in the hand, what is carried on the shoulder.

Anything they like can be exchanged!

Qing Er, who was left behind, got the instructions from Uncle Zhong Qin, took out the yellow pimples and a bunch of gems, and asked Aman Lin to help translate for everyone.

They don't want much animal meat or skins, but they like yellow bumps and small stones the most.

As long as they have these, salt, seeds, clothes, etc., let them change it!

More than 80% of the indigenous people are familiar with these things. Things that only children usually play with are rare, but these outsiders actually treat them as treasures?

Some people from the tribes closer to the big gathering had already left overnight, anxious to go back and dig out yellow bumps and small stones.

The group led by Yuan Wenwu chose different products from everyone else. In addition to the necessary salt, he also carried ten large iron pots from the base camp.

He was asking his navy brothers to help carry the big iron pot around, and after wandering for a while, he saw the female chief of the Big Tree Tribe among the indigenous groups.

The female chief greeted them happily when she saw them.

Their tribe also came to set up stalls today.

They use all kinds of pottery made by them, which seems to be quite popular.

Yuan Wenwu also gave her five cans of salt, weighing more than one hundred kilograms!

Yuan Wenwu heard from his father that the female chief gave them those transparent gems.

A big one can be replaced by a shop in Beijing!

This kid feels that they have taken advantage of others.

Since these natives all need to exchange for salt, he will definitely not go wrong by sending some necessities!

Not only was it delivered correctly, such fine fine salt was enough to feed the Dashu Tribe for half a year.

The female chief couldn't believe that these outsiders were so much better than their neighboring tribes!

Hear the Jungle Tribe interpreter say:

"Our friends from far away, there are still a lot of salt at home. If you want to exchange it, you can go to them. Our jungle tribe's big gathering this year will not exchange any salt anyway!"

The female chief asked excitedly: "Should I use those stones instead?"

"They seem to like those stones besides the yellow lumps. After our tribe returns, they will also help look for them everywhere. Oh, they are so kind!"

"Okay, we get it. If you find it, send it to your friends. They are also distinguished guests of our Big Tree Tribe! Don't tell me yet.

This guy Yuan Wenwu had people carry him around. This was a large, strong and durable iron pot that could put all the indigenous children in it.

Not long after its debut, there are many interested tribesmen, young and old.

Yuan Wenwu's goal is also very clear.

The big iron pot only needs yellow lumps, and nothing else.

There was a child from the tribe who was confused when he saw Huang Qiaoda. After hearing the little translator explain the exchange conditions, he pushed aside the others and came up to shout.

Busy translating.

After listening for a long time, I held the paintbrush with my fingers and kept drawing on the drawing board: "There is this kind of yellow bump in their tribe."

There are so many yellow pimples that they can’t even fit on the drawing paper.

As if Yuan Wenwu had found a treasure, he quickly took the indigenous child and the translator to find his father.

Hei Wa had just returned to the camp less than a quarter of an hour ago. He patted his son on the shoulder and said happily:

"Good job, good boy! Give them the big iron pot. If it's not enough, go back to our camp and pick it up. You can lead people to find the way and ask them to come back and bring all the gold to us."

Everyone on their side is happy and has gained a lot.

The ship dealers are not so happy here.

The indigenous people don't know how to appreciate the beautiful porcelain, and would rather go to the female chief of the Dashu tribe to exchange for those dark clay pots.

Tea, the indigenous people who have not yet solved the problem of food and clothing have no habit of drinking tea!
Although silk is good, most of the people attending the gathering are male indigenous people, and they do not understand the preciousness of these silks.

Some of them were willing to exchange their skins for some, planning to go back and give them to the children in the tribe.

The ship merchants took out gold and silver ingots and showed them to the natives, "Have you seen this? You can exchange this for silk."

Can the luster of gold ingots be the same as the yellow bumps with many black holes in the soil?

The natives who saw it all shook their heads like rattles, and even the translator said they had never seen it.

After a while, their products were unexpectedly unsalable.

Looking at the pitiful amount of skins and ivory they received in exchange, the ship merchants were so angry that they almost shut down.

After hearing about the prosperous business of the stall next door, they all came to ask Uncle Zhongqin for advice very humbly:

"Uncle, can you exchange for gold today?"

"I got it, haven't you guys got it?" Hei Wa laughed to himself, still pretending to be serious.

"Ah! No, please give me some help."

What can I do? If I can ask for a good word, can they still have trouble with Jin Zi?
The clan representatives followed up with a lot of soft words.

Hei Wa didn't hide anything, she just told everything she knew!
Cunning, huge cunning!

Hearing Uncle Zhongqin's dirty tricks, the ship merchants wanted to scold him as their eighteenth generation ancestor. They were just looking at their jokes.

In the end, they had to exchange pure gold ingots for some of Bo Zhongqin's gold lumps of equal weight.

Intended to be used as a sample for the stupid natives.

He was so angry that he felt like he was losing blood again!
The four-man team of Lu Shaoting, Han Kuangyuan, Miao Shujian, and Pei Jiesun also gained a lot today.

A bunch of good leathers were exchanged.

Miao Shujian and Pei Jiesun also found two tribes that had gold lumps and gems. They brought salt and seeds and went with the chiefs of these tribes.

(End of this chapter)