Chapter 122: Rubber
Lu Qing didn't seem to know that he had caused a sensation, and after changing the crude alkali, he went all the way, there are more than 20 stalls, so there are more than 20 tribes who come to participate in this trade fair?
This number was a bit unexpected by Lu Qingqing, this is not counting those like the Qinglu tribe and the Dapeng tribe who did not participate, but considering that each tribe only has hundreds of thousands of people, this number is nothing.
Some of the stalls are smoked and roasted meat, some are colorful stones, some are rare animal skins, snake moults, animal bones, etc., some are venom obtained from various plants and animals, and live birds and animals are sold and ...... The living.
Lu gently looked at the row of young men and women who had been pulled out, almost naked, and were picked and thinned like livestock, paused, and walked over without squinting.
But the slave owner stopped her, and said with a smile with an accent, "Why don't you buy a few slaves? β
Lu lightly looked at the men and women with numb faces: "How did you come here as a slave?"
The slave owner hurriedly said: "Don't worry, they were not caught, they were bought from traveling merchants, they were all sold by their own tribes, they were all voluntary, and they would not rebel against the new master." β
Lu Qing couldn't help but remember that before the Qinglu tribe returned to Qinglu Plain, they also sold their clansmen when they couldn't live outside. Young and strong men and women can afford the price, and children will be cheaper.
Most of the people who were sold by the tribe were willing and accepted the fate of becoming slaves in the future, and such slaves were much more obedient than slaves who were captured after the tribe was destroyed.
As soon as the slave owner finished speaking, someone next to him dismantled his platform: "The traveling merchant bought the slaves, and the good ones were sent to the big tribes, and the ones that could be sold to you were all sick, right?"
The slave owner said angrily: "What is sick, it is fine." β
He said softly to Lu: "They are all healthy, not sick, and a slave only needs a clay pot." β
As soon as these words came out, they were ridiculed and shameless by the group, how precious the clay pot was, and ten slaves could not be exchanged for one.
The slave owner is right, what about one clay pot for five pieces of white clay just now, is he still not worth five pieces of soil as a slave?
Lu said softly: "Whether I am sick or not, I don't need slaves. β
It's not impossible to buy slaves, the population of Qinglu City is pitiful, and she can't rely on her to go out to pull people every time, but now more than 400 Gaoshan people are still on the road, and Qinglu City can't eat more people for the time being.
She exchanged a clay pot for some poisonous juice and venom, then found an open space to sit down, and took out the same pottery from the basket, the clay pot, the clay bowl, and even a large basin-like clay pot.
She took one, and the people on the side made an uproar, and when there were seven or eight pieces of pottery in front of her, she was already the most lively stall here.
"What do you want?"
"Whatever it is, I can see it. Lu said softly, "It's better to be a small thing, it's too big for me to take it alone." β
So all kinds of gadgets were sent to her, she picked and picked up, and collected a polished stone that seemed to be alum stone, and by the way, she took all the colorful and miscellaneous ores that she didn't know what they were, and only used her a large clay pot, and the other party was very happy.
Lu Qingqing was also very happy, and wrote down the name and approximate location of the other party's tribe, if it is useful in this pile of ore, it will continue to cooperate in the future.
The most pleasant surprise was that a child secretly showed her something.
It's also white, but it doesn't look very clean, the size of a palm, and it's a little soft when pinched, a bit like a coconut fruit that is many times harder, and the enlarged version of it, this kid probably thinks that Lu Qingqing likes this kind of white thing.
Lu looked at it lightly for a long time, and suddenly his spirits perked up, and he hurriedly asked where this came from.
"At the grassroots. β
"What does that grass look like?" Lu asked gently.
"Green leaves, yellow flowers, we have a lot. The other party replied.
Lu was overjoyed.
Could it be rubber grass?
Rubber grass looks a lot like dandelion, it is dandelion, but its roots secrete a milky white juice that extracts rubber.
Lu asked lightly, "Do you still have that?"
The other party scratched his head, and Lu gently watched as two lice fell out of the tangled hair.
Lu Qingqing: "......"
"It's all here, do you want it?" he said, taking off his shoes.
This shoe is made of a novelty, about the shape of a sole plate made of hay and wood chips, and then coated with rubber on both sides, and after drying, it is a certain elastic sole, and then tied to the foot board with thin rattan.
The wisdom of the working people is enormous, but can Lu lightly pick rubber from the soles of other people's shoes?
She asked the adults to come over, and learned more about the amount of rubber grass they had, and then thought that they could mass-produce rubber, so they agreed to see it in their tribe later.
Sure enough, it was right to participate in this trade fair first, and it was very rewarding.
Lu smiled lightly and put away the loot that he had exchanged for those dead pottery, and as soon as he looked up, a chubby middle-aged man came.
Just looking at this figure, Lu Qing knew that he was the chief of the White Salt Tribe.
"I am the chief of the White Salt Tribe, you can call me generous. He smiled generously and kindly, like a trafficker who wanted to abduct and sell children, "Which tribe are you from, are your father and mother here?"
Lu lightly looked at the trade fair and saw that there was nothing else eye-catching, and thought that it was time to get down to business, so he said, "Do you want to exchange clay pots with me?
The generous clichΓ© failed, and he said with a smile: "I have a lot of salt." β
Lu pouted lightly: "Is salt rare? Don't, don't, is there only one salt in a tribe as big as yours?"
She looked contemptuous, and she almost broke her work when she was generous, is salt very rare? Of course salt is rare, you can't live without salt, how many tribes have traveled thousands of miles to die and live just to beg some salt from him!
Dafang decided to teach this kid a lesson, if there is no one else behind him, no matter what his origins are, stay and make a clay pot for him until he dies!
He continued to laugh and said, "Of course there are other good things, but we can't get them here, let's go see them somewhere else?"
Lu glanced at him lightly and vigilantly, and then felt that this guy was chubby and fat, and he was very weak at first glance, and he couldn't do anything to himself, so he clapped his hands and stood up, carrying a big basket on his back: "Okay, let's go, but don't have a bad idea, I have a lot of strength! I can walk a long way alone, and I am not afraid of any beast." β
Dafang sneered in his heart: If you have great strength, you are very powerful, and you are not afraid of any beast. It seems that he is really a little rabbit cub who doesn't know the height of the sky, maybe he sneaked out while the adults in the family didn't know, and God is really helping him.