The cannon fodder fake prince at the beginning, I won by hugging thighs

Lu Jiao pretended to believe Bagen's lies and was very understanding: "That's perfect! I brought a lot of salt and linen from our caravan, and the transaction price will definitely be lower than what the big tribes offer you.

Do you want to go back and count the total amount, or do each household trade on their own?"

Bagen really wanted to look up to the sky and shout: Happy New Year!

In previous years, every household would hand over their surplus leather and dairy products to the clan leader, who would then exchange them for other products in proportion.

There was not enough for every family, but the patriarch was also at a loss.

Now that Ebule is so generous, it shows that he has a lot of things in his hands.

However, Bagen was still worried that he might be boasting, so he asked in confusion, "Can we have as much as we want?"

Lu Jiao smiled slightly and took the bait.

"That depends on whether you can come up with the corresponding exchange items!"

"What do you want?"

Lu Jiao pretended to think, paused for a few breaths, and said: "Complete leather, gemstones, raw jade, and news."

The first part was quite normal, but when he heard the last part, Bagen's heart skipped a beat.

What is news? Why collect news?

The look he gave Lu Jiao was no longer as warm as it had been at the beginning.

"What news do you want?"

Lu Jiao smiled innocently: "My brother and I only know the road from the royal court to the border of Jiang State. Small tribes like yours have been nomadic all year round and have no fixed place to live.

If we two brothers were to search for traces of a small tribe like yours with less than fifty carts in this vast grassland, I'm afraid we wouldn't have found two by the time we agreed to return to the caravan.

I'm lucky to have met you, I don't expect to meet another one!"

Bagen's doubts were finally resolved by half, but his heart was still hanging in the air!

I really don't know whether meeting these two people will be good or bad. I will have to ask a witch for divination later.

"In that case, I will go back and ask how much the tribesmen can offer in exchange. You can stay in the middle of our convoy, and we don't need you to take part in the night watch."

Lu Jiao put his right hand on his left shoulder and bowed slightly: "Sorry to bother you! My brother and I are a little hungry. Can we exchange a sheep with you first?"

"Sure, sure! I'll let Agula take you to choose later!"

After the two sides reached an agreement, Bagen took Lu Jiao and the others to choose a place to station.

Lu Jiao felt the wind direction and deliberately chose an upwind vent. The smell of cattle and sheep was too strong. Although she could use a shield to block it, it was not convenient to absorb sunlight all the time in the tribe, so she could save as much mental energy as possible.

After Bagen walked away, Kuilang approached Lu Jiao and asked, "What did you say to the tribe leader just now?"

Lu Jiao was a little disgusted and scolded Kui Lang: "We are already on the grassland, you can't really pretend to be dumb all the time!

I think someone will come to ask for the price soon. We have discussed the price before, so you can take this opportunity to train more!"

In his previous life, Yan Yuanhao stayed in the northwest for several years and learned more about Kuilang's tribal language, which would be of great help to him if he needed to use military force against the tribe.

However, Lu Jiao certainly couldn't tell Kuilang this directly, so she could only use this roundabout method to urge him to study.

And judging from his appearance, Kuilang was six or seven years older than Lu Jiao. He looked more like the one who could make the decision between the two.

They had just dragged the tarpaulin covering the tent off the wagon when Agula came over.

Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves and started working, helping the two men set up the tent.

Looking at the small tent that could obviously only accommodate one person, Agula frowned.

"Is this the only tent you brought?"

This time, Lu Jiao did not answer, but looked at Kuilang, motioning him to answer.

Kuilang's face suddenly turned red. He tried hard to recall for a long time before he could utter a few words which could not even form a complete sentence.

"There's no room on the truck to load the goods."

But this did not affect Agula's understanding of his meaning. He nodded in understanding, staring at the hill with burning eyes.

Guess how many goodies are hidden under the sackcloth.

However, the Buri people are simple and honest, and no one has any bad intentions, no matter how much they desire it.

Instead, I am worried that these two people will bring disaster.

After saying goodbye to Bagen and Lu Jiao, he rushed into a big tent.

"Bagen! How many times have I told you to tell me before you come in? If I am treating a patient in the big tent, I will be killed by you!"

Baya placed a piece of dry grass and a parchment scroll on the small wooden table and stared at Bagen with an unfriendly look, as if to say, "If you don't tell me something extremely urgent, I won't agree with you."

Bagen knew the character of Baya, the witch, and explained his purpose directly: "Two people from the tribe have come. They say they are from the Dadali tribe and are here to trade with goods. You should quickly calculate whether it is a good omen or a bad omen!"

Baya glared at Bagen. This clan leader was really anxious and stupid. Since when could he tell fortunes at will?

At the very least, they have to burn incense and bathe in order to get closer to the gods of their tribe and receive more accurate guidance.

"Why are you in such a hurry? We still have to wait until night! What requests did they make that you are so worried?"

Bagen then told Baya that Ebule intended to find out the migration routes of other tribes.

"Got it. I'll go meet these two people in a while. After dinner, ask the tribesmen to boil more hot water. I want to do divination."

"Yes!" Bagen left Baya's tent with satisfaction.

Baya did not pick up the dry grass to continue studying it, but stared at the swaying door curtain in a daze.

Taking advantage of the fact that the tribesmen had just settled down and had not yet dispersed the sheep to graze, Agula brought the Lu Jiao brothers to the sheepfold.

Lu Jiao looked at the vast expanse of white sheep, and suspicious water stains flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"You put all the sheep of your tribe together! How can you tell which one belongs to whom?"

Agula puffed out his chest proudly, as if saying, "You people are from a big tribe and have never seen the world."

"Of course! Tomorrow morning, our tribesmen will go out to graze, you can come and see. Haven't you ever seen grazing in the royal court?"

Lu Jiao seemed unconvinced: "How could there be none? Our master has more horses than you have sheep! It's just that I didn't look so closely!

Big brother, you pick the sheep!"

Agula still had some selfish thoughts and led Lu Jiao and the others to his own flock of sheep so that he could be the first to exchange for linen.

He had long wanted to change into a set of linen clothes, so that when he met other tribes, he might be noticed by a girl.

While Agula was daydreaming, Kuilang had already found his target.

This is a ewe that is less than one year old. It looks pretty and you can tell it is delicious without even skinning it!

Lu Jiao was in a good mood and waved his hand: "A sheep and a piece of cloth, would you like to exchange?"

"Change!" Agula agreed without even thinking about it.

Before, I only heard from the tribe leader that their transaction price would be cheaper than going to a big tribe, but I didn’t expect it to be so cheap!

Seeing how he was so carried away, Lu Jiao patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm only giving you this price because you brought us in.

There is no such good thing for others! "