Chapter 9: The Pottery Trade
Under Shi Meng's introduction, Song Xuan also said hello to him.
"Sensi~"
For this strange name, Shui Er is obviously not very comfortable yet.
Along the way, Shui Er heard about Song Xuan's famous name, but he felt a little disappointed after seeing the real person.
Song Xuan was not as strong as he imagined, although he was a little taller, he was a little thin compared to the people around him, and his white and tender skin also formed a strong contrast.
As for what Shi Meng and others said, Song Xuan came from the sky, and now he is a little unconvinced.
"So thin, I would have fallen to my death if I fell from the sky...... Shi Meng is really good at blowing ......"
Shui Er complained secretly in his heart.
Looking around, I found that Teng Snake didn't even have a house, and all the people were going in and out of the cave:
"You still live in a cave?"
Everyone in Teng Snake was a little embarrassed by this question, after all, the environment of the cave was indeed unsatisfactory, even if Teng Snake had a plan, but after all, it had not started to build yet.
Shi Meng couldn't explain it either, so he took Shui Er and walked towards the cave with Shui Er.
As soon as he entered the cave, Shui Er was hit by the violent breath, and quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hands, holding his breath for a while before relieving himself.
Although he didn't speak, this set of things made Teng Snake and everyone very embarrassed, and even Song Xuan took a few sharp breaths, probably after living for a long time, he had already adapted to this strange smell, and he felt that he could accept it.
"Song Xuan, Song Xuan, you have fallen!"
Sensing the change in himself, Song Xuan secretly condemned himself in his heart.
However, there is no way to do it, for the health of the tribe, Song Xuan has raised the requirements a lot, but all the people and goods can only be crowded in this cave.
After a long time, it will inevitably produce various flavors, the key is that this cave is not ventilated, so the taste is naturally bigger.
After a busy life, it was already sunset, and the pot outside the cave was also boiling fragrant meat, and the hunting team would bring some fresh meat back every time, which could be regarded as improving the food, after all, in the tribe, most of the time they still lived by eating fish, Song Xuan always felt that he was now smelling fishy.
With the guests, Teng Snake also showed the greatest sincerity, all kinds of meat in the tribe were taken out, and looking at the dazzling variety of fish in front of him, Mizuji showed a surprised expression for the first time.
They also live next to the river, and their own tribe does not have so many fish to eat, although some people can insert fish in the water, but the number is not much, at most it is enough for everyone to taste it.
Looking at the grilled fish in his hand, Shui Er also found that the fish of the Teng snake was very complete, without any traces of injury, which was completely different from the tribe, and each one in the tribe had a big hole.
Eating Teng Snake's food, it was the first time that Shui Er felt that the meat could be made so fragrant.
"Oracle! Chieftain! ”
"Water Chieftain"
It didn't take long for someone to bring the boiled broth, and today Shi Meng brought back a sheep, which was boiled in the same pot with the big fish that had just been fished, which could be described as a delicious soup.
"Ah~"
Shi Meng took a sharp sip of broth and couldn't help but exclaim.
When hunting in the wild, the clay pot naturally can't be taken out, especially when the weather has gradually cooled down recently, and it is naturally a beautiful thing to drink a sip of hot soup.
Before the soup was swallowed, Shi Meng found something wrong, and when he looked closely, what he was holding was supposed to be a stone bowl, but now it has become a pottery bowl.
Song Xuan's pottery bowl was originally arranged by Shi Meng, and at this time he thought that the cooking stone flower was mistaken, although Song Xuan usually didn't care about status or anything, but he, the leader, couldn't care less, and said without thinking about it:
"Shihua, what's the matter with you, the pottery bowl is a god"
Before he finished speaking, Shi Meng saw that Song Xuan was also holding a pottery bowl in his hand, and then looked at the people around him, everyone had a pottery bowl in their hands.
Shi Meng's hand holding the bowl trembled a little, and he asked Song Xuan excitedly:
"Divine envoy, can the tribe make pottery?"
"Well, it's been made in the past two days!"
Song Xuan seemed very calm, pottery is indeed important to Teng Snake, but in modern times, it must be better to take out a porcelain at random, and if you use it well, you will naturally not have much sense of accomplishment if you use it now.
Most of the people in the hunting team also got the new bowl at this time, and they looked up and down excitedly, and the speed of drinking the soup slowed down.
It was only at this time that Shui Er realized that the bowl in his hand was a little different, just like everyone in the hunting team, turning up and down, left and right, and a word from memory appeared in his mind.
"Leader Shi Meng, this and this...... Is this what pottery is?"
Although Song Xuan didn't understand what Shui Er said, he also knew that he must be asking about pottery, which was exactly what Song Xuan wanted.
Shi Meng looked at Song Xuan, Song Xuan raised his eyebrows in the direction of Shui Er, and crooked his mouth again, Shi Meng was not a stupid person, and he quickly understood what Song Xuan meant.
piled up the signature smile, and began to flicker:
"Haha, yes, you know each other too?"
"Isn't this nonsense, I've said all the names......", Mizuji complained secretly in his heart.
"Haha, where did you get this in exchange?"
Shui Er is the second-generation leader of the Blackwater Tribe, and the Blackwater Tribe was still at its peak when he was born, but he was forced to move to his current place before he became an adult.
The last time the tribe used pottery was when he was young, and now he is naturally a little moved to see the high-end goods in his memory.
"Change?"
"This is what our god has made it himself! Where can you get such a good pottery bowl? ”
"Oracle...... Done? ”
Hearing this, Shui Er looked at Song Xuan again, thinking that how powerful Song Xuan's divine envoy was was all due to Shi Meng's boasting, but now it seems that he is short-sighted.
"Can your pottery be traded?"
Looking at the Teng Snake with a bowl in his hand, there are several "bowls" outside the cave that are very huge, if you remember correctly, it should be the legendary pot.
After thinking for a while, Shui Er still asked what he thought in his heart, as the second leader of the Blackwater Tribe, he still had the right to decide.
But when it comes to selling things, Shi Meng is not good at making his own decisions, and he doesn't know how the tribe does it, how much effort it takes, and if it is low, it will not be a big loss.
"I'll help you ask the Divine Envoy!"
Shi Meng didn't directly agree to Shui Er, and in Shui Er's expectant gaze, he asked Song Xuan:
"Divine envoy, divine envoy, the Blackwater tribe wants to buy our pottery, can it be sold?"
In order to prevent some of the gestures from being understood by Shui Er, Shi Meng also turned his back to him, but he was very cautious.