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    Li and the other three began walking into the Tribe under Uncle Qing Yan’s guidance. As soon as they entered the Tribe, they saw many people.

     

    This was a common occurrence in the Flame Dragon Tribe, for whenever someone left the Tribe for a period of time.

     

    Whether they went hunting or went to the Spotted Deer Tribe to trade, there would always be people from the Tribe coming forward to welcome them back.

     

    Of course, while this welcome did not involve any ceremonies, they were still eagerly awaiting their return.

     

    Since Qing Yan and his group brought back an unusually large amount of dried meat this time, the people of the Tribe were stunned.

     

    Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the dried meat, some even quietly swallowing their saliva.

     

    “These are our people, we are the Flame Dragon Tribe.” Qing Yan was the first one to introduce it with pride.

     

    “The Flame Dragon Tribe?” Li nodded thoughtfully.

     

    “Have you heard of us?” Qing Yan asked.

     

    Li shook her head without hesitation and said, “No, this is our first time hearing about it.”

     

    “You four wait here, I’ll go see the Shaman and explain your situation to him.” Qing Yan said.

     

    “Alright!” Li nodded along with the other three.

     

    Qing Yan put down the dried meat. The others would handle the rest of the work. As for him, he just walked straight to the Shaman’s wooden house.

     

    Qing Yan soon arrived at the wooden house, and after receiving permission, went inside and respectfully greeted, “Shaman, I’m back. Have you been well lately?”

     

    Su Bai put down his book and nodded, “I’m fine. You’ve all worked hard.”

     

    “We brought back twice as much dried meat this time. It is all thanks to your ceramics.” Qing Yan happily explained.

     

    He felt delighted remembering how people were scrambling for each ceramic piece.

     

    In the past, when people from the Flame Dragon Tribe went to the Spotted Deer Market, they were never this welcomes. Sometimes, they might be met with hostility, or might even get scammed. The amount of dried meat they could trade for was pitifully small compared to now.

     

    Now, in the Spotted Deer Market, they have become the center of attention.

     

    “Well done. Now, the Tribe has more dried meat again.” Su Bai nodded with satisfaction.

     

    Although Su Bai knew the ceramics could be exchanged for some dried meat, he had not expected them to be so popular.

     

    In this Primitive Era, everyone was focused on filling their stomachs, with little thought to spare for things like ceramics. But now, ceramics had become a hot commodity, which indicated that life in the Large Tribe in this Primitive Era was far beyond what he had imagined.

     

    Since each ceramic piece could be traded in for so much dried meat, he knew that the Large Tribes were not short on dried meat, and had even begun pursuing a better quality of life.

     

    This could be seen from their willingness to exchange two bags of dried meat for one ceramic piece. With this, Su Bai could not help but form better ideas in his mind.

     

    However, these ideas would have to wait until after the snow season. They certainly could not be done now.

     

    “Yes, the ceramics are even more popular than Ramie.” Qing Yan said with a smile.

     

    He had thought Ramie would be the most popular item, but unexpectedly, ceramics had surpassed it.

     

    “Besides dried meat, did you exchange for everything else I’ve asked for?” Su Bai asked.

     

    He was referring to salt and the materials for making Shaman Bone Tablets. The materials for making Shaman Bone Tablets were almost used up.

     

    “We got double the materials for making Shaman Bone Tablets, but as for salt… we got even less than last time.” Qing Yan said with difficulty.

     

    Su Bai bit his lip in thought and said. “Seems like we’ll need to be self-sufficient in salt. Otherwise, one day, we won’t have any salt to eat.”

     

    [Based on the Spotted Deer Tribe’s current situation, they might not have salt soon…]

     

    “Shaman, what should we do now? Can we produce salt ourselves?” Qing Yan asked.

     

    “Of course we can, though not right now. But, we can definitely do so in the future.” Su Bai said with certainty.

     

    To make salt, they would need to know where to find the sea or salt mines. Otherwise, there was no way to produce salt.

     

    But now, with the rainy season approaching, it was not practical to send their people to look for the sea or salt mines. Everything would have to wait until after the rainy season.

     

    “I understand.” Qing Yan nodded and continued, “Shaman, there are four children in the Tribe right now who say they’re from a Large Tribe.”

     

    “Children? From a Large Tribe?” Su Bai’s thick eyebrows raised slightly.

     

    “Yes, they say they came out for training but got lost. They couldn’t find their way back, and that’s how they met us. They want to see you.” Qing Yan said.

     

    “They want to see me? Why do they want to see me?” Su Bai found it quite interesting.

     

    “They say they want to spend the rainy season in our Tribe, and if possible, they’ll give us a lot of dried meat in return.” Qing Yan said, trying not to laugh.

     

    Su Bai’s lips also curved upward as he asked, “Did they say anything else?”

     

    “They also said if we need dried meat, and if our Tribe has good things, we can trade with them.” Qing Yan continued.

     

    “Oh? The children really said that?” Su Bai was a bit surprised.

     

    “Yes, they seemed very certain of it. They did not look like they were lying.” Qing Yan solemnly said.

     

    Su Bai nodded thoughtfully and instructed, “Arrange a place for them to stay. but I won’t see them.”

     

    “Shaman, you won’t see them?” Qing Yan asked, puzzled by this.

     

    “En, there’s still a long time until the rainy season ends. We’ll talk about it then.” Su Bai nodded.

     

    “I understand.” Qing Yan nodded.

     

    “Just provide them with regular meals, don’t treat them too poorly. After all, they’re children from a Large Tribe. Who knows, they might be able to help us somehow in the future.” Su Bai added.

     

    “I understand,” Qing Yan responded and turned to leave the wooden house.

     

    Su Bai picked up his water cup and took a sip, muttering to himself, “The Large Tribe, huh? Interesting.”

     



     

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