Chapter 17 Suffering or Taking Advantage
The chief summoned a warrior with a slightly calm face and whispered a few words.
The warrior took the order and ran to the cave.
The chief's face returned to a smile, as if nothing had happened just now, and said to Qi Shang: "Then send someone to the cave to prepare things, a few distinguished guests wait for a while." ”
A smug glint flashed in the eyes of Qi Shang and the other three Huang Zhen tribe warriors.
exchanging a bag of inferior salt for 900 catties of fresh meat, such an unfair trade, the Tushan tribe is not compromised.
In a good mood, Qi Shang naturally didn't care about waiting for such a little time, and waved his hand with a smile: "Chief Tushan is too polite. ”
After a while, four warriors came out of the cave, each carrying a large bag wrapped in animal skins on their shoulders.
Ye Xi knew that it was full of fresh meat.
He sighed in his heart, nine hundred catties of meat, this is all Tu Shan's soldiers risked their lives to exchange blood and sweat, and they were exchanged for a bag of inferior salt.
Qi Shang looked at the meat, forcibly pressed down the upturned corners of his mouth, and maintained his indifferent posture.
Chief: "You've been waiting a long time. ”
Qi Shang said politely: "It's okay, it's okay." ”
"Chief. One of the warriors who was taking meat suddenly shouted.
"What's the matter?"
The warrior snorted, "Our tribe doesn't have enough fresh meat for nine hundred catties, and it's not enough for jerky." The voice was not loud or small, just when the people of the Huang Zhen tribe heard it.
Qi Shang frowned, looked at the animal skin package on the ground, turned to the nine bears behind him and shouted, "Go and untie them all." ”
The Nine Bears were ordered to step forward and spread out the skins.
Unravel those thick animal skins, the meat inside really doesn't look like nine hundred catties, it looks like it's about seven or eight hundred catties, and some of it is jerky.
Qi Shang's eyes flashed coldly, his face turned cold, and he turned to the chief and said, "Chief Tushan, what does this mean?"
The chief's face was embarrassed: "The hunting team has not made good profits in the past two days, so there is no fresh meat, but I don't know that I can't even make up nine hundred catties of meat." ”
Ye Xi thought of the saber-toothed tiger, long-horned deer and other prey yesterday, and admired the chief's ability to open his eyes and tell nonsense.
Qi Shang was about to say something more with a cold face, but the chief immediately answered: "Otherwise, I'll exchange it with clean water!"
Hearing this, Ye Xi immediately reacted, it turned out that this was the purpose of the chief! What is the most important thing that their tribe lacks now, that is, water! Use water instead of meat, and properly do not suffer!
Ye Xi couldn't help but look at the chief with admiration, just now the warrior said that there was no meat in the tribe, I'm afraid it was also ordered by the chief in advance.
When Qi Shang heard the exchange of water, his face turned angry and changed to a hesitant look: "Qing Shui?"
"That's right!" the chief said through gritted teeth, looking like he was in pain.
Then he waved his hand and commanded the warrior: "Go, take out the water stored in the tribe." ”
"Chief!" cried the warrior with a look of reluctance.
The corners of Ye Xi's mouth twitched, this warrior is also a drama spirit, it seems that he is brave to their hunting team, called the pestle.
"Needless to say!" said the chieftain angrily.
Pestle's face was full of helplessness and heartache, and finally he stomped his foot hard and ran towards the cave.
Ye Xi: "......"
After a while, the pestle returned with a small wooden barrel.
The pestle handed the small barrel to the chief.
Qi Shang's eyes lit up when he looked at the small wooden barrel, and the soles of his feet moved, and he almost couldn't help but go up to see how much water was inside.
The chief paused slightly, and carefully held the small wooden barrel in the direction of Qi Shang.
Qi Shang's eyes glanced at it, and his face immediately appeared with joy, and there was more than half a bucket of water in it!
Qi Shang could barely control his joy: "With this meat on the ground and this water, I can exchange salt for you." ”
But the chief frowned and said, "What are you talking about! If you add this water, of course it will be impossible to give you so much meat!"
"And what do you mean?"
"Five hundred pounds of meat, plus this water, if this doesn't work, then forget it. ”
Qi Shang's eyes flashed, and he pretended to think for a while before he looked reluctant and said, "...... Well, for the sake of past friendships. ”
The chief nodded expressionlessly, said no more, and instead instructed the others: "Pack up the meat for them." ”
Qi Shang was also very satisfied with the result of this transaction, let the three warriors behind him carry the meat, and then sat on the back of the giant bear with the barrel himself.
Before leaving, Qi Shang casually sighed to the chief: "You are willing to exchange water with me." ”
The chief's face was full of helplessness: "If I give you all the meat, my warriors will probably go hungry, but if there is a lack of water, they can still drink blood to barely survive, after all, it is still the warriors who are important!"
Qi Shang nodded understandingly: "Yes, the force of the tribe is always the most important. ”
"Then take your leave, say hello to the respected witch for me!"
The chief bowed his head, sent them to the outpost, and watched them go away.
After the people of the Huang Zhen tribe left, the people of the Tushan tribe put the salt on the rocks and happily circled around the salt.
"Oh my God! There is so much salt, and it only costs 500 catties of meat to get it!"
"Have you forgotten that there is still water, and they are willing to change it if there is no water?"
"This water is nothing to our tribe, we just need to go to the lake and get it. ”
"Yes, yes, so this is equivalent to exchanging 500 catties of meat for so much salt, and we have made a lot of money!"
"Yes, thanks to our chief's cleverness, he used water to make up the numbers!"
Ye Xi was speechless on the side, three catties of inferior salt were exchanged for five hundred catties of meat, and they still looked like they had picked up a big bargain.
The salt on the rocks didn't look very good, yellowish, and mixed with so many particles of earth that the tribesmen looked at them as if they were some treasure.
But it is indeed a treasure, Ye Xi sighed, even he was reluctant to put salt when eating.
Is there any way to solve this problem? Where did the people of the Huang Zhen tribe get their salt? Ye Xi thought about it.
"What are you thinking?" said the chieftain, who had gone to the whistle to see him off, came back at some point.
The chief stood beside Ye Xi, looking at the clansmen dancing happily around the salt with a calm face, and did not show any joy for "picking up a bargain" like them.
And Ye Xi was the only tribesman who didn't seem happy and excited.
"I'm wondering where the salt of the Huang Zhen tribe comes from. ”
"They......" thought the chief, with a sneer in his eyes, "claiming that their witches had made it by witchcraft." ”
"Witch-made?" is also ridiculous.
As far as Ye Xi knows now, witches can be roughly divided into four categories, namely medical witches, cursed witches, divination witches and wishing witches.
Ye Xi didn't know much about their abilities, but they generally couldn't escape the healing curse, divination and blessing, and as for being able to use witchcraft to conjure salt, Ye Xi thought this statement was very implausible.
"Among the surrounding tribes, is there only the Huang Zhen tribe that has salt?"
"Yes," the chief sighed, "so we too can be slaughtered." Thinking of something, the chief's eyes lit up.
"What's wrong?"
The chief raised his chin slightly, pointed to the salt on the rock, and said with a wry smile: "Do you know, the salt that the people of the Huang Zhen tribe trade is getting worse and worse every year. ”
Ye Xi didn't know what the salt was like in previous years, but this year's salt did look bad.
The chief's eyes showed a cold color, and he continued: "Not only are they sure that we can only exchange salt with them, but they are also sure that even if we Tu Shan are angry, we can't take their yellow hair, because the strength of our tribe is not as good as theirs." ”
Ye Xi was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "...... The problem of the strength of the tribe cannot be solved overnight, but the problem of salt can be solved. ”
The chief trembled, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, and looked at Ye Xi's eyes glaring: "You just said that the problem of salt can be solved?!"
Seeing that the chief who was calm and calm in the past was excited like this, Ye Xi nodded helplessly: "There is a way, there is a way, but you must find something to get salt." ”
The chieftain received an affirmative answer, his face flushed, his heart fluttered violently, and he tried to calm himself down: "What it is, whatever it is, how hard it is to find, we will find it too!"
Ye Xi lowered his eyebrows and pondered, recalling the raw materials for extracting salt: "...... Earths or stones with a salty flavor can be used, including bitter and salty, salty, and can be used as raw materials for salt. ”
Salty earth or stones, can you refine salt?The chief frowned, can these really make salt?
If someone else said this to him, he would definitely think that the other party was playing tricks on him, but if it was Ye Xi...... Remembering his strange method of fetching water...... It's not impossible.
"Well, I will tell the hunting party that when they hunt in the future, they should pay attention to this salty stone or earth. ”