The formal meeting began in the morning, and Jun Qianqian, without saying anything else, first sent a set of calendars and literacy textbooks to Tang Song.

"Buying and selling is not benevolent, since sitting at a table is considered a friend, you can take this little gift first."

Jun Qianqian is engaged in cultural output.

Since the implementation of coins, the way of bookkeeping has gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes, these numbers and words, for most tribes, are mysterious heavenly books, only to see the wilderness, the mountains of these tribes are very useful to use, their own can only look at the envy.

This calendar and books, Zihua didn't even give it to the Baiyan tribe.

Even if the blue grass doesn't know the twists and turns inside, they know the paper, and this thing only circulates among the three allied clans, because the production is not high, and it is not cheap to sell at all.

The three tribes have too many things to do, and the amount of paper is estimated, and it is enough to make just enough.

Whoever made this pulp waste time, and the paper was not easy to preserve, and the three clans tinkered with their own, and only a small amount of the remaining ones would be taken out and sold.

These three thick books, no matter how you look at them, can be seen to be very valuable gifts.

"The Bluegrass Tribe can't afford to be treated like this!"

Tang Song didn't see anything clearly, so he took the gift first, and now he felt that the light paper in his hand weighed a thousand pounds, and what he said was the truth, and it was also a blade that cut through his throat.

If it weren't for the fear that Zihua would misunderstand Blue Grass and deliberately conceal it, who would want to admit in public that their tribe was too weak?

"It's okay, it's not a big deal, take it first."

Naturally, there is no reason to get it back, Jun Qianqian's sacrificial platform has never been short of paper, and she doesn't want to use this thing to deter anyone, after all, the round that was installed last night is enough, and if you scare them, don't scare them.

"Are you going to buy weapons, bows and arrows?"

Luo Ze spoke at this time, interrupting the unnutritious argument on both sides, he took the account book handed by Ah Xia, and looked through the inventory and quotations.

"Yes!"

Tang Song had no choice but to withdraw his hand holding the book and nodded to Luo Ze.

"But I heard you don't have enough supplies to trade them in?"

When talking about business, Jun Qianqian can retreat on her own.

She sees the overall situation clearly, and she just knows that the truth of all parts is interconnected, but in terms of business details, she really doesn't have as good a grasp as Luo Ze and Ah Xia.

So she sat obediently on the side, was stuffed with a piece of dim sum by Ah Xia, and watched the play with peace of mind while eating.

"Maybe we have ore or something else that can be used to pay off the debt......"

No matter how much you do to build your mind, the words of this empty glove white wolf are still too shameless, Tang Song could only grit his teeth and speak, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"That's a train of thought, too."

Unexpectedly, Luo Ze nodded.

In this land, there are actually a lot of treasures, before Jun Qianqian came, the Purple Flower Tribe never thought that the fish in the river could be eaten, and in the sand by the lake, there would be iron that could make weapons.

Maybe the Bluegrass tribe really has something to pay off.

Moreover, whether the Blue Grass Tribe has good things or not, it does not affect the conditions for this deal, in Zihua's opinion, they will agree to Blue Grass's request no matter what, Luo Ze said this, but he just didn't want to expose them too quickly.

"Then let's go to the Bluegrass Tribe."

Jun Qianqian nibbled half of her dim sum and raised her head to look at the people on both sides.

"Really?"

Tang Song immediately saw hope.

"Let's see, you have too much, otherwise we can borrow bluegrass and use it first, and then pay it back slowly."

Jun Qianqian cooperated with Luo Ze to act, and just seized this opportunity to go to the field to see what the situation was like in the Blue Grass Tribe and the River Valley Tribe.

Since the general direction has long been decided, and talking about the details is just a formality, Jun Qianqian left the conversation in advance, planning to send a message back to the Purple Flower Tribe.

This sudden business trip, there are not many things to prepare, but you can't help but prepare, and on the side of the altar, her two elementary school students are still waiting for her to go back to judge her homework, and she has to leave some questions for the two of them not to be idle and have nothing to do.

Also, I have to ask Ozawa to help take care of the second fool more, if you don't see the owner for a long time, large dogs may be depressed, and it will not be good in case the house is demolished.

Wake up! That's a person!

Jun Qianqian patted her head, thinking that she was really hopeless, the second fool was a madman, and she also went offline with her IQ.

"What about human rights?"

Jun Qianqian accidentally muttered to herself.

"What?"

It was not only the priests of the Purple Flower Tribe who left the table early, but also the lily of the valley of the valley of the Blue Grass Tribe.

At the venue, she couldn't sit still for a long time, in fact, she could see that Tang Song didn't understand the conditions put forward by the Purple Flower Patriarch in a half-understood way, but as a representative, he could only stiffen up, he twisted around like a needle hidden under the seat, but he couldn't escape.

She was different, as a deputy, she ran out decisively to breathe.

It's just that I didn't expect to see Jun Qianqian, who also ran away, outside the back door.

"Uh."

The scene was very awkward for a while.

"Your name is Lily of the Valley, right?"

At this time, Jun Qianqian had no choice but to say hello to her first.

"Yes, you are the priest of the Purple Flower Tribe."

Lily of the valley was busy saluting, Jun Qianqian had to hurriedly return the salute, the two of them were like little kowtow insects, nodding at each other constantly, and finally Jun Qianqian couldn't stand it, and hurriedly pulled Lily of the Valley to sit down together.

"I should soon go with you to the Bluegrass Tribe and tell me what your tribe is like?"

Jun Qianqian is not a cliché, she is simply having nothing to say, she looked at Lily of the Valley curiously, and the two of them were finally not so cramped.

"The Bluegrass Tribe...... It's definitely not as powerful as the Purple Flower Tribe. ”

Lily of the valley let out a sigh of relief, and also followed Jun Qianqian's words.

She portrays Bluegrass as a loyal and simple tribe that loves their homeland, hunting for a living and raising children.

"The former river valley tribes didn't like to fight like this."

At that time, there was no obvious difference between the strong and weak tribes in the north, and before the emergence of the bazaar, their tribes had been in some contacts, exchanging food or animal skins, and intermarrying with each other.

"Speaking of which, I'm still from the broadleaf tribe."

The broad-leaved tribe is also in the north, and Jun Qianqian can't remember that she still has such a place of origin, and then she realized that she and the bluegrass tribe should be half a fellow countryman.

"Really?"

Lily of the valley was surprised.

The broad-leaved tribe used to have a priest? But why was it still exterminated? Also, this priest of the Purple Flower Tribe is really not a native of Purple Flower!