"No, no, I don't think they can make a four-meter totem." Seeing Xiaobai getting angry, the red-maned fierce horse did not dare to use the shock body anymore and said honestly.
"Emmm... It is indeed a bit difficult for a hundred or so people to make a four-meter totem pole. How about two meters?" Xiaobai thought about it for a while and felt that it made sense, so he said.
"I feel, three..." The red-maned fierce horse started to speak, but was interrupted by Xiao Bai.
"Three meters? This should be possible, but it will take some time!" Xiaobai nodded as if he understood, turned around and planned to go back: "I will tell them now about the totem pole, sooner rather than later.
You are now relying on my divine power to maintain you. If the divine power disappears, you will dissipate in minutes."
"Wait, wait!" the red-maned horse shouted eagerly.
"Is there anything else?" Xiao Bai stopped and asked with a frown. He felt that this little pony had a lot of things to do and was very troublesome. It was difficult for him to ask for help.
"I feel like it's hard for them to finish even two meters." The red-maned horse saw Xiaobai stop and said quickly.
"You think it's difficult to complete a two-meter totem pole, and you want me to tell them to ask for a three-meter totem pole? Are you kidding me?" Xiaobai's face became ugly. Is this going to end again?
"No, I'm not talking about a three-meter totem pole, I'm talking about a thirty-centimeter totem pole! Please let me finish." The red-maned horse said full of sadness.
"Three, thirty centimeters? It's so short, hahahahaha..." Xiaobai laughed awkwardly, and it seemed that he really interrupted him. It was so embarrassing.
"Whether it's two meters or three or four meters, it's impossible for them to complete it. A 30-centimeter totem pole is enough." The red-maned fierce horse was very considerate of his followers and said to Xiaobai.
"Do you think thirty centimeters is really enough?" Xiaobai thought for a moment. When he first came to the other world, he lived in a four-meter totem pole. The space inside was not too small or too big.
Barely, that thirty-centimeter totem pole only has so much totem space. According to the height of the pony, it is probably difficult to turn around.
"It's barely enough. No matter how high it is, I don't think they can get it out." The red-maned horse said with some embarrassment.
Are these knights so useless?
To make a totem pole, you can only make it 30 centimeters long. It is really short and cannot be rotated. The tribes in the forest are awesome. Totem poles are measured in meters, unlike grasslands where they are measured in centimeters.
Since the red-maned fierce horse has said so, Xiaobai has nothing to say. Just don't regret your choice.
Putting away the golden beads, Xiaobai walked towards the knight.
Those knights couldn't wait for a long time. They looked eagerly, as if they were looking at their husband's stone, just waiting for Xiaobai to come back.
"How is it?" Red-maned Yanglie was the first to step forward and asked.
"Your gods have said that a thirty-centimeter totem pole will be enough." Xiaobai pouted and couldn't help but say: "Actually, I feel that we shouldn't be too picky. A thirty-centimeter totem pole is too picky.
We can’t handle a totem pole that’s several meters long with just a few people, so let’s go to one meter, which is about right.”
Originally, when they heard about the 30-centimeter totem pole, the knights' faces were not very good. When they heard Xiaobai's complaints, everyone's faces turned black and red.
"Why, have I wronged you? It's just a one-meter-high totem pole. What's the matter? Your faces are so ugly. Your faith is not pure at all." When Xiaobai saw the expressions of the knights, he suddenly became unhappy and became depressed.
He was so embarrassed that he felt worthless for the little pony.
The little pony is almost dead, but he still misses his believers, but the believers are not even willing to make a one-meter totem pole for the little pony.
Xiao Bai is also a god. Strictly speaking, these knights in front of him are all strangers. He and Xiao Pony are on the same front and belong to the same race, so naturally they will have deeper feelings.
"You come from the forest, you don't know much about the grassland." Red-maned Yanglie showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and continued: "It is still unknown whether we can handle this thirty-centimeter totem pole. A one-meter totem pole,
We all sold ourselves into slavery, and there is no way we can save enough to exchange for the totem pole."
"Eh?" This time it was Xiao Bai's turn to be surprised. He looked at the red-maned Yang Lie in confusion, with an expression like "I don't study well, so don't lie to me."
"This is a grassland, not a forest. There is more grass but less wood. There is even less wood that can be used to make totem poles. They are usually planted specially by large tribes and require careful care. It is a very valuable resource.
Already." A knight couldn't help but said.
Is that so? Am I mistaken again?
Xiaobai frowned and looked at Hongmane Yanglie, but found that he nodded.
emmm...it's a joke again. It's so embarrassing.
Xiaobai's face was also a little red. As expected, he had to do as the locals do and he couldn't always think according to fixed ideas. This joke was so funny that he was speechless.
What they said is indeed true. There are tall trees everywhere in the forest, so the materials for totem poles are naturally not valuable. There are few trees in the grassland, so the trees become valuable things. The principle of scarcity is the value.
"It's not just about the wood, there's also the issue of carving." Hongmane Yanglie continued: "After we buy the wood, we still need to carve it. We don't know how to carve totems. We also need to find totem carvers with good knife skills.
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"No, wait a minute." Xiaobai stretched out his hand to stop the red-maned Yang Lie and asked curiously: "I understand the wood, what's the matter with this carving? Can't you just use dye to draw the totem?"
"How is it possible?" Before Red Mane Yanglie could speak, a knight rushed to shout: "Of course, the production of totem poles cannot be simply painted with dyes. The images of gods must be carved.
It also needs to be lifelike, just like the real thing, and then dye can be applied! Even the totem poles in the forest should be like this, right?"
The totems in the forest are really not like this. It is impossible to carve them. I just paint with dyes and live by abstract art.
Xiaobai felt helpless to complain.
It seems that the tribes on the grassland are more serious. Not only the wood of the totem pole is selected, but also the image of the totem requires excellence. It is simply a model of extremely upright views.
On the other hand, the tribe in the forest has become a group of artists. Anyway, they just want to see it, so they just draw it. If you can get a rough idea, you just need to know what it is. It is full of beautiful lines and curves.
This is really a comparison between people and goods. At this moment, Xiaobai actually envied the gods in the grassland. Look at them, they are living a good life. How dedicated the believers are.