Sheep people and primitive people stand facing each other.

Behind each of them, a large number of dwarves stood.

In front of each of them, there are a large number of clay pots.

The lid was not covered on the side of the sheep, and the inside was full of white or yellowish crystals.

On the primitive side, all of them were blocked with animal skins, and they couldn't see what was inside.

But it's actually easy to guess.

What else did the primitive people have?

Just two things.

The wine they made from Leglu and the worm nectar they collected.

"Bah! Creak! One of the sheep men, who wore more than a dozen bracelets on each of his arms, took a few steps forward and came to the sheep.

Guo Sen saw that the bracelets on the arms of this thing seemed to be made of pure and inlaid with a fiery red gemstone that he was very familiar with.

Oh no.

Isn't this the Flame Stone that the dwarves took when they bartered with them three hundred years ago, and it has already been made into a bracelet? Will you also have the technique of mosaic?

At this time, he could see the Flame Stone, and Guo Sen also had some special feelings.

He remembered that it was because of this that the dwarves had gone out to dig deep holes underground, which had led to the dinosaurs almost being wiped out.

And if it weren't for this, these dwarves would not have migrated to the valley to start civilization again.

Of course, there is no such thing as being conquered by the primitive and sheep people who came from afar and becoming their respective slaves.

The Stone of Flame became the Stone of Destiny for the Dwarves who decided the Infinite Lands.

I really don't know what their people in the Mines would think if they saw it.

Divided into the Rock Lodgers and the Haters, one has built a vast castle and the other has a large tribe in the abyss.

Even after an unusually tragic battle, each of them was greatly damaged, but they were still the main race that ruled the continent.

It's not like here, it's become so miserable, it's all slaves.

"Bah! Babble! The sheep man who came out continued to bark twice, and Guo Sen didn't need to guess to know that this thing was definitely the leader of the sheep rao.

And on the primitive man's side, a person also came out.

Dressed in chain armor and wearing a round metal helmet with a bizarre carved pattern, this one appears to be a human figure as well.

The two were about two meters apart and stretched out their hands to each other.

Well? What are you going to do?

Do you want to clap your hands, good friend?

One of these two people has his palm down, and the other has his palm up.

"Smack!"

There was a crunch.

Four palms in touch!

Guo Sen raised an eyebrow that didn't exist.

It's really a good friend.

He continued to look.

After repeating this clapping gesture a few times, the two leaders each took a step back.

"Bah! Creak! "The sheep man has no language, so he can only call like this.

Behind him, however, a relatively cleanly dressed dwarf suddenly stepped out.

On the primitive side, the leader also waved his hand, and a dwarf came behind him, but this thing is obviously not as good as the one opposite, skinny and gray-faced.

The two dwarves faced each other and touched each other's beards.

"Swap! All! "The dwarves on the sheepmen's side.

"Swap! All! The dwarves on the primitive side, too.

As soon as the voices of the two of them fell, the dwarves on both sides stepped out, and then picked up their jars on the ground and placed them in front of each other.

"Bah! Babble! The sheep collectively opened their mouths and seemed satisfied.

"Thanks! Thank you to the Buira for the gift! The primitives leader had a smile on his face, and stretched out his hands again, clapping his hands with the leader of the sheep people repeatedly.

The leader of the sheep people untied the skin from the jar and put his fingers into it, bringing out a sticky brownish-yellow fluid.

There is no doubt that this is worm honey.

He expertly put the worm honey in his mouth, then narrowed his eyes, nodded his head, and even drooled.

"Bah! Creak! ”

"The chief is satisfied! Thank you Snow for the gift! The dwarf next to him explained.

And the leader of the primitives, the leader of the "Snow", was also playing with the rock salt in his hands almost at the same time, and smiled at the sheep people, no, it should be the Paoel Ella tribe now.

Smiling, this expression on such an occasion does not represent any hostility in any way.

Each of them had weapons with them, but they were presumably used to drive away wild beasts, rather than to attack.

The Buira tribe doesn't seem to be the kind of guy who likes to provoke trouble and gamble, if they want to, Guo Sen thinks, with the thousand or so people of the "Snow people", they only need to gather one-fifth of the tribe's people in an instant, and no one in the primitive gang will be able to escape.

It seems that there should be no war between the Buira and the Snow.

These two races, which are jealous of each other, have extremely large military forces and are almost as civilized as each other, and they want to do business more than war.

The act of bartering for things that each other wants but cannot easily obtain is also a temptation between two civilizations.

This kind of temptation is actually very fragile.

Guo Sen feels that whenever one side feels unbalanced, that is when the situation turns from calm to tense.

There is no equality and balance in such a thing as buying and selling.

No matter how sincere the Buira and Snow are, there will eventually be those who are not sincere.

He felt that he was giving less, and he felt that he was giving more.

The contradictions have intensified and deepened.

When the two sides break up unhappily, and when they want something that they can't get and want to get, a war will ensue.

Alas, after going around in circles, in fact, it is still war.

It's not that they don't do it, it's just that the contradiction hasn't deepened to that point.

Bartering seems fair, but it is unfair.

At present, the barter of this single item, he uses rock salt, he uses insect honey, both are good, one to one is fine.

But what if the Snow people brought out the wine made by Legreus?

I'm sure they'd want to trade one jar of wine for at least two jars of rock salt, right?

Will the Buira simply say yes?

More, more, want more.

When such a mentality appears, and one's own things cannot fill the other party's requirements, the contradiction will appear and gradually deepen.

Guo Sen knows very well that the Snow people are very smart, and the reason why they haven't come up with the wine now is also to get the first opportunity in future transactions.

If......

Just when Guo Sen was worried about the war that would happen between the two clans in the future, the leader of the Snow people suddenly beckoned to the rear.

The five dwarves walked forward, each holding a slightly larger clay pot.

The leader of the Buira tribe rubbed his hands, babbled a few times, and narrowed his eyes.

This is......