"As for the rest...after your lesson, I don't think our people will do stupid things again."
"No matter what your purpose is in coming here to remind us...I have to tell you...don't involve the swamp tribe."
After saying that, the leader of the alliance made a gesture of invitation to Yu...it seemed that he didn't want to talk to him anymore.
When Yu walked out of the tent in the swamp, his face suddenly fell.
The people leading the team this year are not the ones from Old Swamp.
It is the young Ze who is more uncertain and more aggressive...
It was the exchange of the batch of fishing grass that he handled that had its cost reduced...
So he still remembers this grudge to this day.
It seems that the plan to cause some trouble for Mai Fan and others will not work here in the swamp.
There is only one grassland left, let's see if there is any hope.
Just to take a look, Yu is actually very confident.
Because of the news he received only after arriving here, the leader of the grassland side has also changed this year.
The newly replaced people are the sheep of the Mu clan, a large tribe in the middle of the grassland.
And this sheep is also his other brother-in-law.
Just the year before last, when his youngest sister came to the exchange meeting with him, she took a fancy to this young clan leader and followed him back to the tribe in the grassland.
As the closest in-laws, if you need anything, you must seek help from the other party.
When Yu walked into the large tent of the grassland tribe, as expected, he received a completely different treatment.
The members of the Mu clan not only brought him cold spring water, but also brought him milk bars, which the grassland clan is best at making.
As the leader of the alliance, Yang also personally held serious talks with Yu.
When he learned that his brother-in-law wanted to suppress this emerging ethnic group...
The sheep, who had a similar smell, immediately agreed.
"Yes, for such a group, we cannot give them a chance to come forward."
"When you are reduced from a big clan to an ordinary clan that can only listen to other people's orders...you will understand what it feels like."
It is a coincidence that the Mu clan where the sheep belong is such a clan.
Back then, they had a glorious history of more than ten years and were a large group of people on the grassland.
It was a sudden snowstorm that broke their advantage.
For the benefit of most ethnic groups on the grassland, the shepherds at that time sacrificed a lot of manpower and material resources, so that many tribesmen on the grassland could survive the snowstorm.
But what will they face next?
Some middle-level clans have risen in performance, and when they are a little tired, they have the right to speak among the grassland tribes.
Those ethnic groups who had received favors from their tribe seemed to be mute and indifferent to this.
After this incident, it took many years for Mu to recover again.
Ever since Grandpa Sheep's generation, he has been working hard to accumulate strength.
It was not until his generation that he showed his sharpness and showed his fangs.
After so many years of joint governance among the entire grassland ethnic groups, there must be many people who have their own little thoughts.
But it doesn't matter...the belated power is in his hands...no one can stop his monopoly.
After previous lessons, from Sheep's point of view, the relationship between other ethnic groups within its dominant position... and their ethnic groups is one of restriction and enslavement.
It's useless to treat them well... Only by truly holding power in your hands is the most practical and safest approach.
So he totally agreed with his brother-in-law's approach.
And very willing to help him.
After all, he is the leader of the alliance, and his wife's status cannot be too low.
The identity of the sister of another alliance leader made him very satisfied.
He also didn't want his brother-in-law to be pulled from this position.
"Leave this matter to us...we will take care of it."
The sheep handed over a man and gave him a few instructions in his ear... and the man retreated.
This is the general controller of material exchange for their Grassland Alliance, and he is very capable.
Sheep only needs to explain what he wants to do... and the other party has never done anything wrong for him.
Neither Mai Fan nor his tribe knew about this private transaction between them.
Mai Fan, who has separated from the large army, is now enjoying his time shopping.
This is a completely different yet somewhat similar world.
In the busiest market in a corner of the world, he saw the diversity of races.
It's that kind of inhuman distinction.
Perhaps it was the misunderstanding given to him by the Shuibo tribe, which made Mai Fan feel that people in this world still look very human-like.
But when he came to the market and saw more ethnic groups, he discovered that the humans here, like other species, evolved according to the environment in which they lived.
Just like a swamp person, except for fish-like gills, flippers and sticky skin...
There are also some people whose skin has grown symbiotically with moss and seaweed.
The people on the grasslands are very cold-resistant and have thick, gravel-like skin that is as hard as sandpaper.
They have their own characteristics.
In comparison, people in both water and forest areas are like weak and helpless little poplars.
They have not changed much, and their dependence on nature is naturally the strongest.
It seems that their race does not have any advantage.
In fact, Mai Fan feels that they are one of the most scientifically evolved races.
It is precisely because of mediocrity that one can adapt to the diversity of the environment.
And because of their mediocrity, many of the things they produce can adapt to the needs and tastes of various ethnic groups at the same time.
Therefore, items from various ethnic groups in the Shuibo area are quite popular, so it is unlikely that they will find buyers they don’t know because they are too diverse, causing the transaction to go awry.
As Mai Fan sees now, he started from one end of the market and walked all the way along the stall road...
I have seen many stalls deserted and deserted.
It's not that everyone doesn't like their products, but people passing by don't know what they are, and there are so many stalls trading here...
You can always find what they need by taking a few extra steps.
Even if they squatted down and asked the stall owner what it was...
As a result, this thing is not what he needs.
Therefore, in order to save trouble, many people simply ignore the step of asking and find an exchange method that suits them.
Only Mai Fan is left as an idle person. If he encounters something he doesn't know and is interested in looking at it, he will definitely stop and ask.
"What's this……"
The diary told him that it was a good thing, but due to imperfect information, it didn't know what it was.
