We made you the chief, and now you've become the world's chief?

Chapter 75 Salt and Pottery Standard
The Da tribe and the Xia tribe sat down together again.

Because a consensus was reached on the issue of salt springs, the conflict disappeared.

Everyone calmed down, and the distance between them even narrowed a bit.

Have you ever eaten fish?

Hearing Damon's words, Xia Minghao raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, we have eaten it, but we cannot move the boulder."

Damon's face showed doubt.

Others who had eaten black carp had the same expression.

"Oh, I've eaten it. So, how did you catch the blackfish?"

I've actually eaten this before...

Xia Minghao simply changed the subject.

Although Damon was puzzled, he answered truthfully.

"At the riverbank, you see fish, and then you catch them."

Pigtails are the most primitive way to cook fish.

However, because the blackfish in the river were too dangerous, Xia Minghao had never seen any primitive people catch fish in this way before.

Looking at the weapons held by the Da tribesmen, one of them was a stone weapon resembling a spear, with a long, thin flint on its head fixed to a wooden shaft.

Stone is brittle to begin with, and then it's polished to such a sharp edge.

It certainly couldn't penetrate the fur of a wild animal; it was probably a weapon specifically designed for catching fish.

The reason why the Da tribe came up with the idea of ​​catching fish was probably partly due to the scarcity of prey and the urgent need for protein.

On the other hand, it is mostly due to geographical environment.

The terrain on the other side is much lower, almost touching the river surface, making it easier to carry out the fishing.

At the same time, Xia Minghao also noticed that some members of the Da tribe's hunting team showed fear when Damon spoke of it.

While catching fish in this primitive way is possible, it is also very dangerous, and many people would likely lose their balance and fall into the river.

If you fall in, you'll be feeding the serrated blackfish...

"I've eaten blackfish, but none of them can move boulders like I can... well..."

Xia Minghao stroked his chin, then looked at Damon with a smile in his eyes.

"That's because you haven't eaten enough!"

"Not enough food?"

This time, I finally saw the thoughtful look on everyone's faces.

It seems that I guessed it right.

Indeed, this group of people had eaten black carp.

However, this primitive method is inevitably inefficient.

The number of blackfish caught will definitely be small.

"Not enough to eat?"

The crowd, who were initially skeptical, were now silently pondering the scene of Xia Minghao pushing over the boulder.

Is it really because we're not eating enough?

Does eating a lot make you this powerful?
Xia Minghao would laugh whenever the primitive man started thinking.

Seeing the changes in the expressions of the Da tribe members, Xia Minghao felt that his words had definitely made sense.

The idea that eating black carp can make you strong is indeed easily debunked.

However, whether eating more black carp will make you strong is another matter.

How much is considered a lot?
Moreover, it's easy to catch snakehead fish yourself.

The road to the river has now been opened, and boats are available. We will then set up fishing nets and conduct fishing operations on the water.

In that respect, the efficiency of catching snakehead fish is unmatched by even a hundred fish traps.

There were plenty of fish, enough to sell to the tribe without any problem.

The false advertising about blackfish has been disseminated, so its subsequent value will naturally be even higher.

Originally, the amount of meat from one fish was only enough for one meal. Even if this promotion is worth the equivalent of two meals, it's still a huge profit.

It's time to introduce our main product: pottery. I'm sure this settled Da tribe will treasure it! Just then, we suddenly heard a snapping sound.

Turning his head, he saw that Liba was slapping the back of his smooth head, looking as if he had suddenly realized something.

Xia Minghao ignored it and instead looked at Hima in the distance.

"Hima, bring the pottery over here!"

Pottery doesn't actually exist, so the two characters for pottery are standard Chinese characters, pronounced in Mandarin.

None of them had ever heard of it before. The group, who were still pondering the black fish, were immediately drawn in by Xia Minghao's words and looked on with great anticipation, wondering what the pottery was.

Finally, Hima brought out a large earthenware jar and placed it in front of everyone.

The others were whispering among themselves, speculating about what the thing was for.

Only the wise man's eyes gleamed with a light!
He immediately understood the significance of this earthenware jar!
Xia Minghao briefly demonstrated the basic functions of the pottery jar: drawing water, storing water, and storing food, etc.

Then everyone understood.

Then Xia Minghao showed off another hard currency: salt!

The salt had already been processed; after settling, it was boiled in an earthenware pot and crystallized.

He took a clay spoon, scooped out a little bit, and placed it in front of everyone.

Upon seeing the red crystalline salt, the people of the Da tribe all looked on in confusion.

Xia Minghao wasn't too stingy and directly indicated that they could try it.

Everyone dipped a finger in the sauce and put it in their mouth.

Soon, someone tasted it and exclaimed in surprise.

"This is salt!"

But someone immediately countered.

"This is not salt, and it's not bitter."

Hearing the conversation, Xia Minghao thought to himself, "It must not be bitter."

The rock salt I ate before had too many impurities, which is also the source of its bitterness.

Now that all the impurities have been removed, the bitterness is naturally gone.

"This is salt, the salt of our Xia tribe. You can have it too."

"Your Xia tribe is really willing to give us the blackfish, this pottery, and the red salt?"

Damon also lost the composure he had developed from childhood through the teachings of wise men.

If the Xia tribe is willing to give these things to the Da tribe, then the Da tribe's meat crisis can definitely be resolved, and there is no need to worry about the salt spring being occupied by this powerful tribe, thus losing its source of salt.

"We can give it to you, but you have to exchange it for something."

"Take your taro and trade it with us."

"Trade it for taro?"

Before Damon could even think about it, Xia Minghao had already given him the starting price he had already decided on.

"A blackfish in a clay pot, replaced by a clay pot full of taro, as many as the fingers of a hand."

"A clay pot, filled to the brim with taro, as many as the fingers of two hands."

"A pot of salt, exchanged for a pot full of taro, is as much as a finger or a toe."

"what!"

Upon hearing Xia Minghao's offer, Damon finally lost control of his emotions and exclaimed in surprise.

This reaction was exactly what Xia Minghao expected, and it was precisely the trade strategy.

Asking for prices all over the place and paying back the money on the ground.

I didn't expect these people to actually agree.

First, raise the threshold, then lower the price slightly, and the price that was originally unacceptable will become acceptable.

If the price drops a little more, they might feel like they've made a profit and even thank us!
Just as they were about to speak, an aged voice rang in the ears of the Xia tribe members for the first time.

The wise man actually spoke!

"Okay, let's change it."

Change?
Xia Minghao's eyes widened...

Wait, isn't this supposed to be bargaining? They just accepted it outright!
(End of this chapter)