Bai Xuemei undoubtedly became the most dazzling presence in this encounter with the Fire Tribe.
Not only those women, but also the primitive men of the Fire Tribe were gradually attracted by what she said. Like the women, they gathered around and listened carefully to Bai Xuemei's story.
Han Cheng looked at the child bride-in-law with a smile on his face.
Through one's own efforts, it feels good to make a daughter-in-law who was not taken seriously by her "natal family" feel proud when she returns to her "natal family".
Women who have nothing to do gather together, and the final topic is always about things like clothes and hair, whether it is ancient times or future generations.
After some narration, while the men were still feeling incredible about what happened to the Qingque Tribe, the women of the Fire Tribe had already turned their attention to the braids that Bai Xuemei was wearing.
Bai Xuemei kept the rules of the Qingque tribe in mind, called several women from the Qingque tribe over, and showed them how to braid adult braids.
Han Cheng looked at the women of the Fire Tribe who had washed their hair with plant ash and tied it into braids, and the smile on his face became even stronger. If the Fire Tribe people peeled off the animal skins they were wearing, cleaned their bodies, and put on their tribe's clothes, it would be appropriate.
They are the people of the Qingque tribe.
Bai Xuemei, who had taught the women of the Fire Tribe to wear braids, jumped to Han Cheng's side, and the leader of the Fire Tribe, who had hesitated for a long time, also followed.
The leader of the Fire Tribe was both surprised and unconvinced by the many things Bai Xuemei said that he did not understand. He felt that it was impossible for a tribe to create these things.
After all, it is too much beyond their knowledge.
The rest of the Fire Tribe people basically have this attitude.
But this pottery, this salt, that boat that can sail on the water... these things he saw with his own eyes confirmed to him the correctness of what Bai Xuemei said.
What kind of tribe is this?
Similar words have been running through the mind of the leader of the Fire Tribe more than once.
I originally thought that being led by such a minor, they would have a difficult life, but the fact is that their life is better than that of their own tribe.
And now he has discovered that there are many more people coming to this tribe than last time.
And both men and women seem to have more energy than the people in their own tribe.
This made him believe 70% of what Bai Xuemei said that the Qingque Tribe had more people than the Fire Tribe.
"Ask him what's the matter."
Han Cheng saw that the leader of the Fire Tribe had been silent and seemed hesitant after he came over, so he asked Bai Xuemei, the little translator, to ask.
Want some more pottery and salt?
Han Cheng pondered these words.
The leader of the Fire Tribe looked at Han Cheng, who was silent, twisting his body unnaturally, and felt that he had gone too far.
The other party gave some precious pottery and salt to his tribe, but he actually wanted more.
He thought this and was about to withdraw his request, but unexpectedly, the silent minor leader spoke up.
Can you really give me some more?!
After the leader of the Fire Tribe understood what Bai Xuemei had conveyed, he stood up from the ground in surprise.
Han Cheng looked at the excited Fire Tribe leader and smiled kindly.
Of course, it is not free this time. Those given before are considered as betrothal gifts for Bai Xuemei. If you want them again, you will have to pay some price.
In exchange for bamboo or hemp?
The leader of the Fire Tribe was confused. He didn't know what bamboo and hemp Bai Xuemei was talking about.
Han Chenggong asked Bai Xuemei to tell the leader of the Fire Tribe that it was something growing in the upper reaches of the river.
Bamboo and hemp are too far away from the Qingque tribe. It takes nearly a month to harvest and go back and forth. It is really too hard. It would be much more comfortable if a tribe transported them to my own tribe.
With these foreign hemp crops, our tribe will be able to grow less hemp and more edible millet in the future.
If possible, it would be great to teach the Fire Tribe people to weave linen cloth, and then let them use the woven cloth to trade salt, pottery and other items with their own tribe.
Weaving has always been a labor-intensive and not easy job.
When the Qingque tribe begins to grow hemp and weave cloth, many people will inevitably be bound by the small looms and unable to move.
Correspondingly, there will be fewer people doing other work, and production capacity will decline.
If such a time-consuming and laborious task was outsourced to the Fire Tribe, the Qingque Tribe would have a much easier time.
As long as you harvest wild hemp and weave cloth, you can exchange for what your tribe needs, and the people of the Fire Tribe will not refuse.
If things continue like this, when the Fire Tribe continues to expand production and gets used to using the linen weaved in exchange for living materials from the Blue Que Tribe, their lifeline will be controlled by the Blue Que Tribe. When the time comes...hehehehe...
Don’t want to trade hemp and bamboo?
What Bai Xuemei conveyed was undoubtedly a ladle of cold water, which extinguished the burning fire in Han Cheng's heart.
After Han Cheng thought for a while, he said: "If they are willing to join our tribe, then they will have everything we have, not just pottery and salt, but also other things..."
As expected by Han Cheng, after such conditions were stated, the leader of the Fire Tribe immediately shook his head and refused.
As a leader, generally he will not give up his own tribe and join other tribes as long as he can still survive.
On the contrary, some primitive women who heard this around them were somewhat moved.
Firstly, they are not leaders and don't think much about it. Secondly, what Bai Xuemei said is that life is too tempting.
And Bai Xuemei herself is the best example - a person who was about to be burned to death, after coming to that tribe, transformed and became a being that they were envious of...
The leader of the Fire Tribe thought for a while, shook his head and left looking disappointed.
Although he longs for pottery and salt, he has not yet reached the point of giving up the tribe for them. After all, his tribe can live well without pottery and salt.
In comparison, exchanging bamboo and hemp became a good choice, which made him somewhat tempted.
As soon as he thought that to get these two things, he needed to go up the river, he gave up the idea.
They are not the tribe that came from the water. They have no ability to make boats that can sail on the water, and they don't know what hemp and bamboo look like.
"You can send a few people to go with us to see what hemp and bamboo look like, and then see if our tribe is as Bai Xuemei said..."
Seeing that the outsourcing of weaving was about to come to nothing, Han Cheng thought for a while and hurriedly said.
"There is no need to exchange hemp this time. As long as someone comes, I will give it away..."
