Chapter 17

The chief summoned a soldier with a sullen face and whispered a few words.

The soldiers took orders and ran to the cave.

The chief smiled again, as if nothing had happened just now, and said to Qi Shang, "I'll send someone to the cave to prepare things, a few distinguished guests wait a moment."

The proud light flashed in the eyes of Xi Shang and the other three Huangzhu tribe warriors.

To exchange a bag of inferior salt for 900 catties of fresh meat, such an unfair trade, the Tushan tribe has not compromised.

In a good mood, Xi Shang naturally didn't care about waiting so long, and waved his hand with a smile: "Chief Tushan is too polite."

After a while, four warriors came out of the cave, each carrying a large bag wrapped in animal skins on their shoulders.

Ye Xi knew that it was full of fresh meat.

He sighed in his heart, 900 catties of meat, this is all the soldiers of Tushan risked their lives to exchange blood and sweat, and then they were exchanged for a bag of inferior salt.

Xi Shang looked at the flesh, forcibly pressed down the corners of his upturned mouth, maintaining his indifferent attitude.

Chief: "You guys have been waiting for a long time."

Qi Shang said politely, "It's alright."

"Chief." One of the warriors who took the meat suddenly called out.

"What's up?"

The soldier murmured: "Our tribe's fresh meat is not enough for 900 kilograms, and the jerky is not enough." The voice was not too loud or too small, just happened to be heard by the people of the Huangzhu tribe.

Oh? Xi Shang frowned, looked at the animal skin wraps on the ground, turned and shouted at the nine bears behind him, "Go and untie them all."

Nine bears took orders to step forward and spread out the hides.

Unbuttoning those thick animal skins, the meat inside does not look like 900 catties, it looks like 700 to 800 catties, and part of the inside is jerky.

A cold light flashed in Xi Shang's eyes, his face turned cold, and he turned to the chief and said, "Chief Tushan, what does this mean?"

The chief looked embarrassed: "The income of the hunting team has not been good in the past two days, so there is no fresh meat, but I don't know that even 900 catties of meat can't be collected."

Haven't the hunting team's earnings been good these two days? Ye Xi thought of the saber-toothed tiger, long-horned deer and other prey yesterday, and admired the chief's ability to open his eyes and talk nonsense.

Qi Shanghan was about to say something else with a sullen face, and the chief immediately answered, "How about this, I'll exchange water with you!"

Hearing this sentence, Ye Xi immediately reacted, it turned out that this was the chief's purpose! What their tribe lacks the most right now is water! Substituting water for meat is a good idea!

Ye Xi couldn't help but look at the chief with admiration. The soldier said that there was no meat in the tribe just because the chief ordered it in advance.

When Xi Shang heard the water exchange, his face turned angrily and changed into a hesitant look: "Clear water?"

"That's right!" The chief gritted his teeth, looking like he was in pain.

Then he waved his hand and told the warrior: "Go, take out the water stored in the tribe."

"Chief!" the warrior shouted, reluctantly.

The corner of Ye Xi's mouth twitched, this warrior is also a showman, he seems to be from the hunting team of Yong and his team, called Chu Lai.

"Don't say more! Go!" the chief said angrily.

Pestle's face was covered with helpless heartache, and he finally stomped his feet and ran to the cave.

Ye Xi: "..."

After a while, the pestle came back with a small wooden barrel.

The pestle gives the small barrel to the chief.

When Xi Shang looked at the small wooden barrel, his eyes lit up, and when the soles of his feet moved, he almost couldn't help but go up to see how much water was in it.

The chief paused for a moment, then carefully held the small wooden barrel and handed it to Qi Shang's direction.

Xi Shang glanced at it, and his face immediately became happy, and there was actually half a bucket of water in it!

Xi Shang reluctantly controlled his joy: "With these meat on the ground and this water, I can exchange the salt for you."

But the chief frowned and said, "What are you talking about! If you add this water,

Of course it's impossible to give you so much meat! "

"What do you mean?"

"Five hundred catties of meat, plus this water, if that doesn't work, then forget it."

Xi Shang's eyes flickered, and he pretended to think for a while before looking reluctantly: "...Well, look at the past friendship."

The chief nodded expressionlessly, stopped saying anything, and instead instructed others: "Pack up the meat and give it to them."

Xi Shang was also very satisfied with the result of this transaction, and let the three warriors behind him carry the meat, and then he himself sat on the back of the giant bear with the wooden barrel in his arms.

Before leaving, Qi Shang casually sighed with the chief: "You are willing to exchange water with me."

The chief's face was full of helplessness: "If we give you all the meat, our warriors will probably starve, but if there is a lack of water, they can drink blood to barely survive. After all, warriors are important!"

Xi Shang nodded understandingly: "Yes, the force of the tribe is always the most important."

"So farewell, say hello to the respected Wu for me!"

The chief nodded, escorted them to the post and watched them go.

After the people from the Huangqu tribe left, the people from the Tushan tribe put the salt on the rock and circled happily around the salt.

"God! So much salt, it's actually only five hundred catties of meat in exchange for it!"

"Have you forgotten that there is still water, they will change it if there is no water?"

"This water is nothing to our tribe. If you need water, you only need to go to the lake to get it."

"It's the same, so this is equivalent to exchanging five hundred catties of meat for so much salt, we made a lot of money!"

"Yeah, thanks to our chief's cleverness, we use water to recharge!"

Ye Xi was speechless. Three catties of inferior salt were exchanged for five hundred catties of meat.

The salt on the rock looked really bad, it was yellow, and it was mixed with so many grains of dirt that the tribesmen looked at them as if they were looking at some treasures.

But it is indeed a treasure, Ye Xi sighed, even when he was eating, he was reluctant to put salt.

Is there any way to solve this problem? Where did the salt of the Huangzhu tribe come from? Ye Xisi set off.

"What are you thinking?" The chief who went to the whistle to send people came back at some time.

The chief stood beside Ye Xi, looking calmly at the clansman dancing happily around the salt. He didn't show joy because of "picking up the cheap" like they did.

And Ye Xi was the only tribal person who didn't appear happy.

"I was thinking, how did the salt of the Huangzhu tribe come from."

"They..." The chief thought of something with a look of sarcasm in his eyes, "It is claimed that their sorcerer used sorcery to create it."

"Made by witches?" This statement is too absurd.

According to what Ye Xi now knows, witches can be roughly divided into four categories, namely medical witches, curse witches, divination witches and Zhuwu witches.

Their abilities, Ye Xi, are not very clear, but they can't escape the healing, curse, divination and blessing. As for the ability to conjure salt with witchcraft, Ye Xi thinks this statement is very unbelievable.

"Among the surrounding tribes only the Huangzhu tribe has salt?"

"Yeah," the chieftain sighed, "so we can also be slaughtered." Thinking of something, the chief's eyes showed a gloomy look.

"What's wrong?"

The chief raised his chin lightly, pointed to the salt on the rock, and smiled bitterly: "Did you know that the salt traded by the people of the Huangzhu tribe is getting worse every year."

Ye Xi didn't know what the salt was like in previous years, but this year's salt really looked bad.

The chief's eyes showed coldness, and continued: "Not only did they agree that we can only exchange salt with them, but also that even if we were angry with Tushan, we would not be able to take their Huangzhu, because the strength of our tribe is more than Not to their tribe."

Ye Xi was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "...The issue of the strength of the tribe cannot be solved overnight, but the problem of salt can be solved."

The chief shuddered, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, and looked at Ye Xi with wide-eyed eyes: "You just said that the problem of salt can be solved?!"

Seeing how excited the calm chief in the past was, Ye Xi nodded helplessly: "There is a way, but there is a way, but you have to find something to make salt."

The chief answered in the affirmative, his face flushed red, and his heart was beating so fast, he tried to calm himself down: "Whatever it is, no matter how hard it is to find it, we will find it back!"

Ye Xi lowered his eyebrows in thought, recalling the raw materials for the salt: "... Any soil or stone with a salty taste can be used as a raw material for salt, including bitter and salty."

Salty earth or stone, can salt be extracted? The chief frowned, do these really make salt?

If someone else told him that, he would definitely think that the other party was playing tricks on him, but if it was Ye Xi...remembering his strange way of fetching water...it's not impossible.

"Okay, I will instruct the hunting team to look for this salty stone or soil when they hunt in the future."