Zhao Hongyu received a great yearning for the future described by Atido.

Atido could foresee that if it was really as Zhao Hongyu said, his people found him and were able to trade smoothly, it would be of great benefit to the Moxigan tribe.

First, there is no need to continue to be oppressed by the 'white skins'.

Second, with a sharp iron axe and seeing, the combat power of the Moxie tribe can immediately be greatly improved.

However, this must be based on a premise, that is, the clansmen of Zhao Hongyu's tribe can find him. If you can't find him, then these will be fantasies.

"Brother, can you be sure that your people will be able to find you?" , to which Atido expressed some concern.

When Zhao Hongyu heard this, he replied with a smile: "Don't worry, when your father wakes up, I will go to the east to have a look." Maybe my people have already landed there, and our trade will be able to go on as normal. ”

Zhao Hongyu said this on his lips, but he thought in his heart: The reason why I want to fool you like this is not to expose my space-time trader. After all, so many things appeared around me at once, which would definitely cause some unnecessary suspicion.

But as long as I can establish my stronghold on the eastern seashore, then everything will be easy.

Of course, Zhao Hongyu would not say these words to Atido.

It's his secret.

Seeing that Zhao Hongyu was so sure, Atido stopped asking.

He picked up the wooden bowl that Zhao Hongyu gave him and handed it to Wang Shan: "Give me another bowl of porridge and two more packets of mustard!" ”

Seriously, Atido has only eaten a half-full meal until now, and this thing is so delicious.

Looking at the 'snoring' Atido eating beside him, a plan about trade has slowly formed in Zhao Hongyu's mind.

In the 21st century, Zhao Hongyu is a senior executive of a Fortune 500 company in the world. Although he is a person in management, he is always well-informed.

He is no stranger to business.

What's more, he is in the era of the big explosion of the information age, and he is also exposed to all kinds of business information and models.

With a population of more than 13,000, Moxie is a huge market for him. If you can get them to develop a habit, then you will be able to completely control their lives.

And this will bring huge benefits to itself.

So, what Zhao Hongyu has to do now is to sell his iron pot and rice and mustard.

At the very least, let them develop the habit of drinking porridge in the morning, so that their mustard will not have to worry about not being marketable.

"Atido, do you know the truth? Every morning, drinking a few bowls of white porridge with mustard can make you feel energized for the day. ", Zhao Hongyu thinks of a big bad wolf who keeps wagging his tail at this time, and Atido is a simple and innocent little white rabbit." Of course, depending on your taste, you can choose to cut a little strip of meat and cook it together, and I think your people will like it. ”

Atido swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded busily, "You're right, everyone will like this food." I don't think anyone would refuse such a delicious taste, and I can't live without it. He very much agreed with what Zhao Hongyu said.

"Before I met you, you also knew that our tribe is meat except meat, or those corn and potatoes. These foods are the same, and I'm tired of eating them for a long time. Speaking of the food he eats every day, Atido really hated it.

Zhao Hongyu understands Atido's reaction very well, after all, if he eats these things all year round, he will get tired of eating them. …,

Moreover, there is no seasoning these days.

There is no other way to cook meat than grilling, it is simply monotonous.

There is only one way to cook corn or potatoes, and that is to boil ......

This was true not only of the Indians of the American continent, but also of seemingly developed Europe.

No matter what kind of food, it is put into the pot and boiled all at once. At the end of the day, the food looked like pig food.

It would be nice if they had MSG or oil, which are all things needed for daily life, and when you have oil, you can teach them how to stir-fry.

It's a pity that on Zhao Hongyu's space-time trader, there is no MSG and oil to buy now. So he can't do anything about it now, he can only sigh silently in his heart.

Zhao Hongyu knows the truth, as long as he can make the people of Moxi's tribe, he uses oil to stir-fry vegetables and put MSG every day. Then your profits will be endless......

Alas, not to mention oil and monosodium glutamate, now he can't even buy salt.

Zhao Hongyu looked around for a moment and asked, "What kind of cooking utensils do you usually use for food?" ”

Cooking utensils?

Atido paused for a moment, he didn't know what he meant.

"Oh, that's what you use to make food." Seeing Atido's stunned expression, Zhao Hongyu immediately reacted.

Atido put down his bowl and walked to the other side of the tent, rummaging through a pile of skins before returning with what resembled a small boiling pot.

Well, we just use this thing to cook food and eat, and the black-hearted 'white skins' have to exchange me for five bear skins for this broken thing.

Well, it's really black-hearted.

Zhao Hongyu heard Atido say this, and nodded very seriously.

He took the pot and looked at it, then placed it on the ground.

I thought it was a good thing, but in fact, it was a pot made of inferior iron sheets, the same size as the modern cooking pot for boiling milk, and it was actually replaced with five bear skins, these European turtles are really too black-hearted.

Even if you want to change it, you should change it yourself.

Zhao Hongyu thought about it in his heart.

I don't know how much a bearskin can sell for in the space-time trader, but five bearskins are worth more than a low-quality iron pot.

Why didn't you encounter such a profitable selling?

But now that they are here, then the business of the whiteskins will still be monopolized by themselves in the future.

Zhao Hongyu's consciousness is very high, and he decided to help the Indian brothers to get rid of the clutches of the European turtles and no longer let them be so 'in dire straits'.

"How about you look at my pot?" , Zhao Hongyu pointed to the iron pot where the porridge was cooked and asked Atido. Atido replied with an envious face, "This pot is very good, especially big enough." It's also much thicker than the white-skinned pots, so it won't break so easily. ”

Yes, Zhao Hongyu's iron pot is the kind of black iron stir-fry pot often seen in the countryside. It's just a lot smaller than the kind of cafeteria, but it's enough to cook six people at once, and it's thick and not easy to break.

This is the most precious thing.

After all, it is a product of the 21st century, and even the quality of inferior iron products is much better than that of Europe in this era.

On the other hand, the pot of the 'white skins' trading with the Indians, needless to say, the iron sheet is thin. And it's small, and you can't cook much food at all at one time, which annoys many Indians.

For this reason, they had to buy a few pots for each family. In this way, it can be regarded as cheap European turtles, and in the process of fur trade, they have made a lot of money.

But who let the Indians not have the skill of iron-making, so they were eaten to death by the European turtles. …,

As Zhao Hongyu chatted with Atido, he got a lot of information.

At the same time, he also has a good grasp of the 'price' situation in this area.

According to Atido, there were fewer than 100 warriors in their tribe who had iron weapons. The rest of the warriors were all armed with wooden or stone weapons.

This is completely good news for Zhao Hongyu.

"Don't worry, I'll have enough iron weapons here to supply you in the future. And for the sake of the brothers, I will give you a cheaper price on the basis of fifty beaver skins, just thirty beaver skins. ”

Zhao Hongyu pretended to be generous and gave Atido a guarantee.

In fact, his heart was dripping blood.

However, in order to gain the protection and support and friendship of the Moxigan tribe, there are times when appropriate expressions should be made.

Anyway, the price of thirty beaver skins can be regarded as super profitable for Zhao Hongyu.

You must know that thirty beaver skins were sold to the trader, which was more than 8,000 yuan. But how much is a low-quality axe with pig iron...... It's just thirty or forty dollars.

If this is not a huge profit, then what is a huge profit.

Atido was so excited that in his eyes, Zhao Hongyu was simply the incarnation of God.

"Of course, I hope that when your father wakes up, he will ask for your help with my affairs at the eastern seashore." , Zhao Hongyu was a little embarrassed to put forward a 'small' request.

I'm already a saint compared to the Dutchman who bought Manhattan Island at 24 livres.

Although Zhilu's methods are a little inauthentic, Zhao Hongyu also constantly comforts himself in his heart.

"Rest assured, my father will agree. After all, this is too good for us, and we are ashamed to give you such a small amount in return. Atido lowered his head a little ashamedly, he felt that Zhao Hongyu had suffered a big loss, and their Moxi tribe had taken a big advantage.

It's really simple, don't they have a little concept of land?

Zhao Hongyu sighed in his heart.

It's no wonder that in a few hundred years, the huge Indian population will end up like that.

And Atido also ignored one thing at the moment, that is, these guarantees made by Zhao Hongyu now are all verbal guarantees.

The deal has not yet been realized.

The ghost knows when his 'people' will find him.