By the river, there is an argument going on at the moment.

"Why did it go up so much all at once? Didn't it change five 'blood dill plants' for one packet of salt last time, why did it become eight plants this time?" asked a man dressed as a villager, angrily.

"You said it, that was the last time. The current exchange price is 'eight blood dill for one bag of salt', if you feel that you are at a loss, you can not change it." I can tell you, the amount of salt is limited, and if you don't change it, there will be others who will change it. A man with a saber said with a look of disdain.

"Eight blood dill for a packet of salt, it's really a bit expensive, can it be cheaper?" another villager hurriedly put on a smiling face.

But the other party didn't eat this set at all, and said with a very firm attitude: "Eight blood diels, this is the above regulation, you love to change it." I'm not afraid to tell you that the price will only be more expensive in the future. ”

"You...... You guys are just robbing, do you know how difficult it is for us to dig up a blood diel?"

"That's your business, it's none of me!"

"Aren't you afraid that we won't exchange with you again? ”

"Sell to town?" said the trader, as if he had heard the joke, with a sneer on his lips, "you go, if you can get to the town with your life, that's your job." ”

The villagers at the scene were so angry that their faces turned blue.

Obviously, the other party is sure that they will not be able to go to the town, and it will definitely not be possible to cross the river, because there are many fish and beasts in the water, and if they are crossing the dense forest, there will not only be fierce beasts and poisonous insects, but it is also said that they will have to climb over the steep canyon.

The disdain on the trader's face became more and more obvious: "Why don't you speak? Let me tell you, no matter what tribe you are, if you want to compare with us, you are still far behind!"

Just when the atmosphere was getting more and more stiff, Baitian and Mugen ran over with strange expressions.

"Brother Baitian, these people have raised the transaction price again, and they even asked for eight blood dill in exchange for a package of salt, and they look very arrogant. ”

"Brother Baitian, what should I do now, do we still want to trade?"

The villagers of several tribes surrounded Baitian one after another, and you and I briefly recounted the scene of the transaction just now.

It can be seen that Baitian should be a person who can make ideas in the tribe.

"There's no deal yet, that's great. Baitian laughed, and then said, "Everyone put away the 'blood diar' and follow me." ”

"Brother Baitian, where are we going?" asked a clansman curiously.

"Don't ask so much, just follow along. Mugen on the side also had a smile on his face.

Several clansmen nodded, they were angry, and they didn't want to ask anything more, so they put away their things and prepared to follow.

"I can make it clear to you, the trading ship has our 'occupier' to come here, and if you want to wait for the transaction price to come down, you don't dream, it will only get higher and higher in the future. The trader said in a weird voice.

"Let's go!" Hundred Days, not wanting his clan to quarrel again, took the lead in leaving, but when he turned around, his eyes glanced strangely at the fluttering flag on the ship.

"A bunch of stupid stupid birds!wait and see, these stupid birds won't be long before they will come back!" Seeing that the villagers had really turned around and left, the trader snorted coldly.

The clansmen of the tribe, following behind Baitian and Mugen, were still angry.

"Hmph, you look at the look of no one in those people's eyes, I really think that we can't live without them, in the past, without their merchant ships coming, our tribe is still alive and well. ”

"If I don't think so, unite the people of the other tribes and work together to find a safe way to the town, and then we don't have to look at the faces of those people, maybe we can exchange more things." ”

"If only we could have a big boat like that, and go straight down the river, it's fast and convenient. ”

"Brother Baitian, where are we going, this road doesn't seem to be going back to the tribe, right?"

"I'll show you someone, if nothing else, we can exchange the 'blood rose' in our hands for more and better items to go back. Baitian said with a smile on his face.

"Exchange for more and better items? How to change it? Brother Baitian, you also saw the attitude of those people, they made it clear that they would eat us. ”

"It's not an exchange with them, it's someone else!" Baitian said a little mysteriously.

It didn't take long for Baitian and Mugen to lead the clansmen to the place they had come before.

"Lord Warrior, I have already brought my people here, can you exchange the previous kind of salt like snow with us?"

At that time, when Chu Feng took out the kind of table salt that was as white as snow, his and Mu Gen's eyes widened, never thinking that salt could be so beautiful.

After tasting this salt, which is as pure as snow, the two were shocked again.

When they heard that they could exchange "blood dill with this fantastic table salt", the two of them were so excited that they shouted directly, repeatedly confirming whether this was true or not?

"Of course, Lord Warrior, said!" the girl translated.

At this time, two villagers had already walked up with a basket of bags of salt, and directly stacked the salt in front of a few people in the past 100 days.

That's right, it's this salt, white as snow, and it tastes without any impurities, it's just perfect.

Seeing so many of this salt being carried up, whether it was Baitian or Mugen, their hearts were beating faster at the moment, and a pair of eyes were staring directly at the salt piled up on the ground, eager to pounce directly.

"Hey, Brother Baitian, what are those, they look so strange!" a tribesman asked in a low voice.

"That's salt, it's perfect salt!" said Baitian with some distraction.

"Perfect salt?" Hearing this description, the clansman who had just asked the question was obviously suspicious on his face, should he be so exaggerated!

"The kind of salt we used to eat was like sand on the ground compared to this salt. Mugen, who was also distracted, said.

The other clansmen in the tribe wanted to ask again, but at this time, the girl's voice came again: "The salt is already here, Lord Warrior said, how do you want to exchange, can you talk about it?"

Baitian looked up in a daze, it was the first time that they were asked to quote the price like this, in the past, when trading with merchant ships, they didn't even have the right to bargain no matter how much price people said.

After a few minutes of silence, Bai Tian asked in a faint voice, "Is it okay to exchange ten 'blood diels' for one bag of this salt?"

"What? Ten 'blood dill for one bag?'" Hearing the girl's relay, Chu Feng was surprised.

Baitian couldn't understand what Chu Feng was saying, he thought he was too naïve, and he actually wanted to exchange ten blood dill for that kind of fantastic salt.

At this moment, the girl's voice came, like a voice from heaven: "Lord Warrior said, you don't need to exchange ten plants for a bag, one 'blood dill', you can take a bag of this salt." ”

"What?" this time, it was the turn of Hundred Heavens to be surprised.