And the pottery of their tribe, the market is not small. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info their pottery may not be beautiful, but the price is not high, the practicality is very good, and it is very popular with small tribes.

As for the foreign materials brought by the caravan, there is no need to ask where the price will be cheap.

Tang Ge originally wanted to buy low and sell high to make a difference in the market, but when he turned around for a day, he found that it was almost impossible. The quality and price of a thing has been conventionalized in the transactions over the years, and no one who can come to the market to be in charge of the transaction is stupid. Want to make the difference unless you buy items in this market and sell them in another market, and play this hand in the same market? Don't think about it.

At a tribal stall, Tang Ge sold all the pottery in his hand. Changed a packet of salt. Tang Ge carried it, and it was two or three catties. It seems that the porcelain I burned is still worth a little money. Tang Gemei thought.

Throwing the salt in his hand to the big stone, Tang Gele said hehehe: "Big stone, you don't have to fight to change the salt in the future." As I said, as long as I make pottery, we can exchange this thing as much as we want. ”

The big stone with a clumsy tongue has never returned the mouth, but he just swept the salt in his hand and laughed happily,

I took out a small half from the salt bag, and estimated that it was enough for myself for a while. The rest was still wrapped up and came again to the stalls of the bearded caravan.

Throwing the salt bag in front of the bearded man, Tang Ge raised his head and crossed his waist, and said very uncleily: "I want to exchange food, all kinds of things, three handfuls of each." You see how to change. ”

The bearded man opened the bag and looked at it, and looked at the big stone in surprise, seeing that the big stone had no intention of stopping it, he said to Tang Ge: "Little doll, are you selling pottery?" But what do you want food for? Will you do it if you buy it back? You still listen to the uncle's advice, these grains are not delicious, if you really want to taste it, the uncle can give you a handful. You can take this salt back with you. Salt is much more important than food in your land. ”

Tang Ge was also happy when he heard it, this beard is really interesting, he even persuades people not to buy things, how can there be such a business.

Tang Ge waved his hand and said with a smile: "I only need food, you just need to change it for me." Leave the rest alone. ”

The bearded man said, "Why don't you go back and discuss it with your family?" ”

Tang Ge pointed to the big stone and said, "This is my father." Big Stone smiled innocently.

The bearded man was taken aback, he thought that this was a child from a tribe who brought a slave to see the world, and thought that he could persuade two sentences, so as not to wait for the child to go back and the adults thought that they had suffered a loss, and they would trouble themselves in the future. Now that his family doesn't care, it doesn't matter how he loses.

The bearded man shook his head, calculated carefully, and filled three handfuls of each grain, and handed it to Tang Ge along with the remaining half a catty of salt. Tang Ge secretly twitched in his heart, why is this Nima grain so expensive. If the same salt were exchanged for meat, it is estimated that two or three people would not be able to move it, but now they can only exchange it for a small bag of grain. It's effortless to hold it in one hand.

Carrying the things to the big stone, Tang Ge carried the bag of salt that had become light, and began to think about what else he could exchange.

Food is enough. There is not even a piece of land in the tribe. If he wants to plant, he has to reclaim the land, and this seed is enough for him to keep busy. The so-called spring planting a grain of millet, autumn harvest 10,000 seeds. As long as the experiment is successful, the seeds harvested will be enough for him.

As for the domestic animals, he died from the moment he saw the big mouse gnawing the tortoise. When he thought of the big mouse, Tang Ge became angry. This guy is really arrogant, he committed crimes under his nose twice in broad daylight, and his murderous eyes are still fresh in his memory. Does this beast really think that no one can cure it?

With a move in his heart, Tang Ge looked at the guy who sold the tiger.

"Do you want to raise a tiger?"

Together, this thought kept growing and spreading in my heart like a poisonous vine. "Tiger! Tigers! I've only seen it in a zoo in my previous life, but now I have the opportunity to raise one by myself, what would it be like? Tang Ge stared at the tiger cub, his eyes shining. He had never tried to want anything so much, and the thought of having a tiger had taken over his entire mind, like a madman.

"Big Rock, I want a tiger cub." Tang Ge looked at the tiger cub unstunned and muttered.

Da Shi had already noticed Tang Ge's straight eyes, and he was secretly happy when he heard Tang Ge's words. He felt that he had become less and less important in his family recently, and his son, who used to be the most peestering him, was now becoming more and more estranged from him. Not only did he not ask him for this and that like before, but he was busy with some strange things all day long, and the sad thing is that his son couldn't understand what he was doing. Does this mean that the son has grown up? Why do you feel an inexplicable bitterness every time you think that your son has grown up? He knew that the days when Little Stone hugged his neck and played tricks were gone, and perhaps this feeling could only be remembered in the future.

Now that he finally saw his son's childish side again, Dashi's heart swelled with infinite satisfaction. Maybe this is the last time my son asks for himself, right? This time, I have to satisfy him with whatever he says. Let him know that his father is still the same father. No matter what time it is, as long as you have difficulties, your father will do his best to help you.

Da Shi didn't say a word, patted Tang Ge's head, and took the lead towards the tiger cub seller.

Four colorful little tigers are tied together, and the stall owner is loudly bragging about how he went deep into the tiger's den to kill the tiger and capture the tiger cub. When he saw two people, one big and one small, walking straight towards him, he knew that business had come to his door.

Dashi put the salt bag directly into the stall owner's hand and said, "I want one." ”

The stall owner took the salt bag in his hand, opened it and looked at it, and said disdainfully: "How can this little thing be enough?" ”

The value of tiger cubs is really hard to measure. This thing is a rarity and is very rare in normal times. It's understandable that stalls are expensive.

The big stone gritted his teeth, pulled out the flint knife at his waist, handed it to the stall owner together, and asked, "Is it enough?" ”

The stall owner raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that he wanted to provoke a thorn, but he heard the little boy next to him let out an angry roar: "Big stone! You are crazy! ”

Tang Ge really didn't expect Da Shi to take out his own weapon to exchange for a tiger cub for himself, you must know that the weapon is the survival guarantee of the hunter. Not to mention that there is only one stone knife for the big stone now, even if there is a better one, this one should be carefully kept. Now the only stone knife is given to the stall owner, what is the big stone hunting with? With just your hands?

Tang Ge snatched the stone knife and the salt bag, stuffed them into the arms of the big stone, and said sharply: "What kind of nerves!" For the sake of a tiger cub, you don't even want your life!? ”

Dashi, who has always been stupid, replied without hesitation this time: "But don't you want a tiger?" If you want it, Dad will change it for you. ”

Tang Ge said angrily: "I don't want it now!" Let's go back. After saying that, he lowered his head and walked back, his eyes were wet, and there seemed to be liquid flowing in them.

Back at the camp, Tang Ge carefully placed the seeds. This is related to their own planting industry, and it is a major event related to their quality of life, and they must not be careless.

After doing all this, Tang Ge sat down in front of the tent and watched Qingshan and the people near the stall talking to each other. The bighorn deer is still there, a lot of them. It's not that it can't be sold, it's that it's not time. The trade in living animals is generally seen in advance, and the real trade will not be until the last day of the market, and it is not cost-effective to buy them back now and take care of them to eat, drink, and Lazar.

Now there are all kinds of pottery on the stalls, as well as a pile of animal skins, animal bones, pig bristles and the like. It is estimated that in the past, they came to trade in Qingshan, and they only had animal skins and bones. Now that all the tribes have been mobilized, a lot of pottery has been burned. Even under Tang Ge's selfless teaching, many people made pottery that was more exquisite and beautiful than Tang Ge's, which made Tang Ge secretly speechless.

Now Tang Ge didn't want to speak, just sat in front of the tent, quietly thinking about what happened just now. He really didn't expect that just because he wanted a little tiger, Da Shi didn't hesitate to exchange his only weapon. This kind of behavior is simply brain water, but why are you so moved?

The big stone sat down next to Aoyama, not knowing what he had said to Aoyama. Qingshan turned his head to look at Tang Ge, then turned around and said a few words to Da Shi. Dashi nodded helplessly, and then stopped speaking. Qingshan got up and walked towards Tang Ge.

Qingshan sat down next to Tang Ge and asked Tang Ge kindly: "Shi Wazi, Da Shi said you want a little tiger?" ”

Tang Ge nodded.

Qingshan smiled: "Don't worry. Uncle did it for you. ”

Tang Ge said: "Forget it." I'm just messing around. If you want a tiger, it's just playing, and it's useless. ”

Qingshan touched Tang Ge's head and praised: "What a sensible baby." Don't worry, you have made such a great contribution to the tribe, and you should be rewarded. It's just a little tiger, and the uncle is in charge of changing it for you, which will save your father embarrassment. ”

Tang Ge was not hypocritical, and said to Qingshan: "Then thank you, uncle." ”

Qingshan laughed and said, "You are still sensible!" It would be nice if my family Dayang was half as smart as you. After saying that, he got up and patted the ash on his buttocks, and continued to go back to the stall to work.

At dinner, Aoyama left for a while, and when he came back, he had a baby tiger in his arms. Tang Ge was overjoyed when he saw this, and snatched it up and hugged it in his arms. The little tiger is estimated to have just been weaned, and it is already heavy in his hands. The unfamiliar environment frightened it enough, trembling all over, and screaming in mourning.

Tang Ge held the tiger in his arms and comforted him vigorously, but this little guy was full of wildness. When Tang Ge stroked it, it kept baring its teeth and making a "hehe" intimidating sound, which was like a frightened cat.