Chapter 1353: Chapter 1353

"Chief Divine! This item of yours is truly... a splendid piece!..."

The setting sun casts its light, the flock of birds flies far away. The camp is cooking at the station, rising wisp of smoke. And at a corner around the station, Woodpecker Aitz rubs his forehead, revealing a wry smile on his face.

"It’s just a bit too good... I’m afraid I can’t quite handle it..."

Upon hearing this, the Red Hair leader Mique’s eyes flickered. He squints again, grinning like a wolf and says.

"How strange! Who dislikes things for being too good... If you don’t buy them, we’ll sell them to someone else! Don’t say we didn’t give you a chance!!"

"Ah! Selling to others... ah! No!"

Upon hearing this, Woodpecker Aitz trembles inside, feeling as if he’s about to lose something crucial. He didn’t even catch the veiled threat in the Red Hair leader’s words and quickly shouts.

"No! I want them! They’re mine! Mine! I will buy!!"

"Haha! Should’ve said so earlier! No need to go the roundabout way... you Southern Tribes are just not as straightforward as us Wilderness Tribes!..."

Once hearing Aitz agreed, Red Hair leader Mique also breathes a sigh of relief. If they could trade happily, he didn’t want to cause trouble within the Kingdom’s borders. Not to mention the fact that there are so many Tribal Flag Teams around here! If some Military Merit Nobility’s camp commander gets killed here, and the Kingdom seriously investigates, leading to thorough scrutiny... Can’t flee with the flag team, right? No one wants to, and they won’t make it anyway!

"Praise the Chief Divine! These years, it’s all thanks to following the powerful God of Death Great Chief and the fierce Black Wolf Great Chief that everyone has had days unlike any before!... Being able to eat full meals, having food stored at home, not worrying about cold waves or spring famines... Living in wooden houses, everyone has a wife, and has had a bunch of kids... After the war, there were so many mountain goods to sell, good days are just beginning!"

Thinking of this, the Red Hair leader Mique surveyed Woodpecker Aitz, smiled earnestly, and asked warmly.

"Alright! Willing to buy mountain goods, then you are a brother to the tribes!... Brother, these premium goods, how many pieces do you want to buy? And those ordinary gold items, silverware, ritual artifacts, how many baskets do you want?!"

"Ah! Holy Ritual Artifacts, selling them by the basket..."

Woodpecker Aitz pursed his lips, feeling somewhat parched. He took a deep breath, his eyes still gleaming with inevitable greed. Among all the people here, perhaps only he knew the true value of these Holy Ritual Artifacts from the City State Temple!

"To those who understand, they are priceless treasures! Ah! I can’t believe I’ve come to a day where I can own these heritage treasures!"

Woodpecker Aitz gritted his teeth, first stretching out a palm, then couldn’t help but clench it into a fist.

"These premium goods, I want five pieces! No, that’s wrong! I want them all!... As for ordinary mountain goods, I want to inspect them personally! Choose a few baskets one by one!"

"Whew! What did you say? You want them all?!"

Upon hearing this, Red Hair leader Mique showed surprise. He examined the brightly dressed ’Turkey’ again, his eyes also exuding a simple yet greedy glow.

"Chief Divine as witness! Brother, you know these are quality items, priced fairly but not cheap! Especially so many, can you afford them? We don’t do credit!"

"Uh... Just tell me how to trade, what do you accept?"

"Accept? We accept many things! So many flag teams, tens of thousands of people! Need plenty of stuff..."

Speaking of this, Red Hair leader Mique cleared his throat vigorously and recited loudly.

"Big items, used in the village, various pottery for holding water and things, stone tools for handling grains, wooden tools for home placement, farming implements for planting and cultivating, metal axes for cutting trees and timber, stone, bronze, and iron tools for making things... We need these kinds, pay extra for them!"

"Mid-sized items, for eating, wearing, and using, such as cloth, clothes, cocoa beans, smoked meat, smoked fish, grains, oil, salt... all priced according to market rates, needed in large quantities. Actually, we dislike going to the market to trade, they know we are simple, always trying to buy at low prices and sell high, even selling defective items... This gets us riled up! We have dealt with several heartless merchants!" ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel✶fire.net

"Oh, a bit off-topic! Also, small items, exchanging goods of value. We’re uncertain of these items’ value, generally, we don’t accept them. But Lake Gems can be accepted, these can be sold everywhere and also used in military areas! However, prices we pay aren’t high, because for the past two years, Lake Gem prices have been dropping. Some say it’s because of the Great Chief’s use of mana, turning stones into gems..."

"Oh right! I remembered again! The tribes on the wilderness only know how to handle fur, make smoked meat, put up shelters and such. As for farming now, priests have come to teach us, and we’re also learning. But as for making things, weaving, building houses and such, we’re really not very good at it!... If you can get craftsmen to teach us, that would be even better!"

Red-haired leader Mique rambled on, saying a lot. Judging by how familiar he was with it, it was clear he had thought about this for a long time and had carefully remembered it. It’s unclear if anyone taught him.

"Oh Chief Divine! These tribal flag teams have so many things they need? Hmm... It seems like our Capital Region’s military merit manors can provide most of it... Many manors also have carpenters, stone masons, they make things themselves..."

Woodpecker Aitz sat on the ground, eyes flickering constantly, thinking rapidly. Perhaps sitting among the "divine artifacts" gave him an added boost of wisdom. He suddenly sharply realized that the huge demand of these tribal flag teams, the bulk need for tools, grain, cloth, can perfectly align with the output of the Capital Region’s military merit manors! The biggest shortage originally was the lack of currency for the flag teams, but now it just so happens those "expensive" "mountain goods" can fill the gap!

"Oh Chief Divine! I also saw that newly settled tribal flag team yesterday. That village was so poor, it was lacking almost everything. And those Guajili flag teams that have fought wars for a few years, even though their village looked much better, the things they need to add, they’re only going to need more!"

"Because, with wooden houses, stored grain, new children... these Canine Descendants tribes not only need to eat and survive anymore, but they’re thinking about living a better life!... Ah! Isn’t this the question I was thinking about before, how can the tribal flag teams become villages for civilian settlers? Turns out, the solution is here, we have to let them live well!..."

"Chief Divine witnesses! I truly am a born sage! Why didn’t I go to become a priest back then? It was truly such a waste! Wasting my wisdom, and wasting these precious heritage ritual artifacts... my sacred artifact..."

Thinking of this, Woodpecker Aitz felt a slight pang of regret for himself for a moment. Subsequently, he regained his spirits and his face revealed a hopeful expression.

"Tsk tsk! These Canine Descendants tribes, they don’t understand the value of these mountain goods, but I do, and the military merit nobility from the Capital Region will certainly know too! Each family has just been promoted, many emerged from commoner samurais, they have no heritage artifacts at all. But even though they don’t have them in their hands, they’ve seen with their eyes, seen those behaviors of the Great Nobility, seen all kinds of ancient ritual artifacts, and they don’t know how much they’ve always envied..."

"And now, isn’t the opportunity here? Compared to these old ritual artifacts coming from the Holy City of Cholula, from the four Snake Cities, what are the ordinary Great Nobility’s in possession of? Even the Great Nobility of the League Lake Capital City would be envious and want them! Haha!..."

"In that case! I’ll collect mountain goods from here, and sell them to the Capital Region; then from the Capital Region, collect grain, cloth, tools and sell them here... the reward, the profits, the status and reputation! My Chief Divine!"

Woodpecker Aitz was lost in thought for a long time, his face going through various expressions. Only today did he discover that between the plundering tribal flag teams and the farming military merit nobility, there was such a huge and complementary demand! And as long as he grasped this channel of trade, connecting both sides together...

"Who should be tasked with this big matter?... Ah! It won’t do! I must return from my western expedition early and personally handle this major matter! As to right now..."

Woodpecker Aitz looked up and saw red-haired leader Mique squinting his eyes, observing him intently. Around him, the red-haired hunters were also gathered, like a pack of wild dogs eyeing their prey.

"Friend, were you listening seriously to what I said? Are you genuinely sincere about wanting to trade?"

"Chief Divine as my witness! Certainly! Absolutely!!"

Woodpecker Aitz extended his hand and grabbed the red-haired leader’s arm tightly. He grasped with such force that Mique’s eyebrow twitched.

"I not only want to trade with you once, but many times! Since Chief Divine blesses me to have met you, then we must go big!..."

Upon hearing this, red-haired leader Mique paused, his face showing a simple smile of understanding.

"Good! Really good! Brother, you are truly smart! I hadn’t even mentioned it, and you’ve already guessed it!..."

"That’s right! Today, you want these top goods. We’ll give them to you, take them all! And we also want some useful goods from you... This way, what’s it called? Oh! Dung beetle rolling dung balls, we stink together... oh no, but that’s the idea!... Just let everyone be at ease!..."

"Chief Divine! What? Rolling dung balls together? Stink together?"

Hearing this, Woodpecker Aitz blinked his eyes, suddenly having a bad premonition. He looked around, and his trusted aides seemed a bit far away. Within three steps of him, seven or eight fierce red-haired hunters had surrounded him, all wearing leather armor, their hands resting on bronze axes.

"Uh? You... the big deal you’re talking about... what do you want to exchange for these ritual artifacts? Be clear..."

"Ah! Didn’t I make it clear just now? I thought you understood?"

Red-haired leader Mique scratched his head in confusion, instinctively patting down the sharp bronze axe at his waist with a forceful hand.

"Of course, it’s the official military supplies of your camp that you have with you, carried by the civilians under your command..."