One of the patriarchs couldn't help but say, "Chief, it's not cost-effective for us to only get these porcelains in exchange for such a large piece of land!" ”

Kim turned his head to look at the patriarch, dissatisfied.

He leaned on a cane and said unhurriedly, "People can't be too greedy, if the greed is accidentally known by the gods, punishment will be lowered." ”

Kim is old, and the reason why he can still be a chief and manage so many people is because he has a lot of brains.

"We should remember how the punishment we have been subjected to came about?"

As soon as these words came out, all the people fell silent, and if it were not for the greed of some of them for a white man's piece of chocolate, he would not have led the white man to their tribe, and almost led to their destruction.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the gods, let Ma bring the Ming people, and the Ming people saved them, helped them drive away the invaders, and were willing to live in peace with them.

When he crossed a ditch, one of the patriarchs tried to help Kim over, but Kim pushed him away and accepted Ma's help instead.

After a long day of trekking, they finally arrived at the market area and came to their fixed shack.

There were already people nearby, it was the Bama people, and they were a group of ten people, and they brought something that was not attractive to the Bangjialun people.

"You guys are still the same things as last time, a full moon has passed, and you haven't found something worth exchanging?" Kim and the chief of Bama, an old fellow who had known each other for many years, said.

The Bangjialun people quickly laid out in front of them the goods they were going to trade, among which was a large pile of porcelain from the Ming Dynasty.

Although these porcelains have no patterns and are not pure white in color, they have a layer of glaze that pottery does not have, like pearls caught from the sea, and soon attract everyone's attention, including the chief of Bama.

"Old thing, where did you get this?" Chief Bama couldn't take his eyes off it, took two steps forward, crouched down in front of the porcelain, and stretched out his hand.

"If you break it even a little, you'll pay the price." Kim said unceremoniously, the smugness in his face and his eyes.

Still reaching out his hand, Chief Bama picked up a piece of porcelain and stroked it carefully.

It is a simple teacup with a handle, so that people who do not have utensils can scoop water directly from the ditch and drink.

Because the shape is very simple, it reveals a kind of naivety. The cold touch and the orange-red brilliance of the sunset reflect make the indigenous people who have never seen the world fall in love.

"Old fellow, I want this!"

"No, there's nothing in your cargo that I can look up to." Kim deliberately refused, in fact, he wanted to see what price Chief Bama was willing to pay.

"No, I have to get this!" Chief Bama had already taken the teacup, he stood up and raised the teacup in his hand, "You know, I got this, and many people will envy me. I am the chief, and this is the reward I deserve for my life of hard work for the tribe, and when I die, I hope it will accompany me to my burial. ”

Speaking of this, Kim knew that he couldn't refuse, "Okay, but let me pick whatever the goods you brought today." ”

"Hahaha, old man, I hope you can see it."

Chief Bama didn't care what Kim would choose, he quickly went to the river, scooped up a glass of water from the crystal clear river with his newfound teacup, and took a sip, only to feel that it was much sweeter than usual.

Chief Bama let out a long sigh, feeling that drinking water in the past few decades was like drinking from a cow, and this is what human drinking water should look like.

He liked the cup so much that he even felt that they natives deserved it.

Seeing the chief of Bama going to the river, Kim also picked up the tea bowl that he had always been exclusive, which was given to him by His Royal Highness the Prince of Daming, and on it was a flower with vines that he didn't know, he didn't know that in Daming, this pattern was called tangled branch hibiscus.

Kim came over, scooped water from the river with his cup in front of Chief Bama, and took a sip, pinching the cup with two fingers, deliberately exposing the side of the hibiscus to Chief Bama, so that he could easily see the pattern on the bowl.

This is a fine product, in the words of the Ming people, the porcelain that the chief of Bama paid a large price for is just a shoddy one.

When Chief Bama saw it, he was stunned for a moment, laughed, and raised the cup in his hand, "Don't you think that only such a teacup is worthy of us?" ”

Kim admits that Chief Bama had a point, that if a poor man who could not even eat enough to eat every day lived in a large, spacious shack, the people would look down on him.

Kim's smile froze on his face, but he soon realized that Chief Bama was jealous of him.

The Ming people may also think so, feeling that their poverty is simply not worthy of such a beautiful tea bowl in his hand, but even so, the Ming gave him such a beautiful bowl.

Kim didn't know that all the utensils he had used with Zhu Gaoxian would eventually be abandoned by Zhu Gaoxian, either given away or thrown away, and would never be left behind.

Even the ground he stepped on would be washed over and over again.

Kim smiled and didn't speak, but there was a smug smile on his face in the moment of embarrassment.

This smile still more or less stimulated Chief Bama.

Chief Bama couldn't find a way to deal with it, he liked the teacup very much, and naturally longed for the way of life with it, and he knew that this was not something that the people of Bangjialun could create.

"I've heard that you almost had a catastrophe before, it's really worrying, and it's all your credit that you were able to escape."

Kim was reluctant to think about that disaster again, but he still liked his life that was getting better and better, and his ability to rely on such a powerful force as the Ming Dynasty made him very superior to other tribes.

"God forbid, we have not suffered a great loss. Even those bastards tried to defile the women of our tribe without success. The gods have sent great forces to help us, and this teacup is their gift to us. ”

Kim didn't say that they had traded the land for it, which would give the Bama people the idea that they would trade with the Ming people in the same way, and they would lose that advantage because of this.

Chief Bama took it to heart, and from Kim he heard a new term, "porcelain."

He saw that he was not the only one who liked porcelain, and that the other tribal traders had fallen in love with this kind of porcelain at first sight, and they could not wait for the full moon trade to begin, so they could not wait to trade the porcelain, for fear that these porcelains would be snatched away by other tribes.

"Da Ming people" also appeared over and over again in the words of their conversation.

When Kim returned with the tribesmen, he once again passed through the fields of the Ming people, and they saw that green shoots had burst out of the fields that had only been black land.

When these shoots came out of the soil, it was only about two or three days, and it was a very light patch of green, and from a distance, it looked very large, and it looked like a carpet in the field.

As they passed by the edge of the fence, they bent down to look at the seeds in the land, and thought that this was the rice that the Ming people were talking about.

They didn't know that the rice of the Ming Dynasty was to be planted in the paddy fields, and these were the wheat sown by the Ming people.

In the middle of the ridge is a shallow ditch, and the ditch is moist and clean, and a desire to plant arises.

However, Kim and the others knew very well in their hearts that they did not have the ability to reclaim such land in this barren mountain and wild place.

This made Kim and the others very envious, and before, the people who refused to register as Da Ming people were also faintly moved at this time.

The Ming people should have mastered a lot of these skills, I wonder if after becoming the Ming people, will they teach themselves some techniques to make a living?

Kim and the others brought back a lot of abundant food, utensils, and what they needed to the tribe, and this time they obtained more salt than before.

It's all thanks to porcelain.

Kim began to think about how he could get more porcelain from the Ming Dynasty, and perhaps, they could put in some labor, for example, to help the Ming Dynasty reclaim a piece of land, which could then be exchanged for porcelain.

Kim told Alexis to go to Daming to discuss and tell him about his intentions.

Mahna saved the entire tribe, and as is customary, he will be chosen by Kim as the new leader of the tribe without any suspense.

Mana agreed with the old chieftain's opinion very much, and planned to consult with Alexis with the Ming people.

When they came to Daming Town, they actually found other people from the two nearby tribes, which stunned them.

The natives had a full moon fair, and when the fair was held, Zhu Gaoxian already knew about it, and knew that Kim had brought porcelain to the fair.

For this, he rewarded Ji Song, which also expressed his desire that the Ming people would be able to carry out activities with other tribes and expand their influence here.

Each of the tribes who arrived was rewarded, except for porcelain, who gave them a few pairs of trousers and taught them how to dress them.

This made the natives who came very happy.

Bangjialun people can exchange a certain amount of labor for food here, which is much easier than hunting, and if they register as Daming people, they can also live in Daming Town, which makes them very yearning.

Soon, some natives began to take refuge in the Ming Dynasty.

The shortage of labor in the Ming people has been greatly replenished, all kinds of work can be carried out smoothly, the fields are expanding, the climate here is very warm, even in the rainy season, the temperature is above 15C, in such a climate, after about four months, it may be possible to harvest wheat.

This season's wheat is not intended to be harvested, if the land can be planted, it is a harvest, after all, the Ming people do not know much about the land and climate here.