RPAGF Chapter 132 Doing Business with a Big Tiger
Chapter 132 Doing Business with a Big Tiger
What Lang Cang was holding in his hand was a pottery piece!
Hu Yang was very familiar with that reddish-brown appearance. He was the captain of the hunting team and often went in and out of the chieftain's tent. There was a similar pottery bowl in the chieftain's tent, which was protected by layers of guards.
The clan chief said that this was used by the old priest to enhance his prestige.
The ceramic bowl in Lang Cang's hand looked much more exquisite than the one displayed in their tent!
Hu Yang couldn't resist and reached out to take a closer look, but Lang Cang suddenly withdrew his hand.
"So, is there anything we can discuss now?"
He had just seen Hu Yang's nonchalant expression, so naturally he had to put on airs now.
Hu Yang's eyes followed the ceramic bowl in Lang Cang's hand, and his expression suddenly became enthusiastic. "Of course we can talk. How would you like to exchange it?"
Although their tribe also had pottery, the quantity was not large. Apart from a pottery bowl belonging to the chief, the old priest also kept a very exquisite pottery jar, several pottery plates and bowls. These were all treasured by the old priest and kept in his tent, rarely taken out to display.
Hu Yang had only seen the shape of the pottery jar once before, at the old priest's place.
Lang Cang was satisfied to see Hu Yang's expression before handing him the ceramic bowl.
Hu Yang carefully took the pottery bowl and turned it around. This pottery bowl was similar to the one he had seen in the chieftain's tent before, with a reddish-brown color.
Don't underestimate this palm-sized earthenware bowl. They spent three hundred animal hides to get a piece like this at the trading market.
The earthenware jar was even more expensive, costing a full five hundred pieces of animal hide!
Moreover, these pottery pieces are extremely rare; you can only find them at the trading market by chance, otherwise they will be snatched up by others long ago.
The Silver Tiger Clan obtained those pottery pieces by sheer luck.
Seeing how much Hu Yang loved it, Lang Cang winked at Xiong Fei beside him.
Xiong Fei understood, and pulled out another pottery jar from somewhere. It was a narrow-mouthed, gall-shaped bottle with some exquisite patterns painted on it.
Fortunately, they had listened to the priest and brought one of these earthenware bottles with them when they came out this time.
Lin Baiyan didn't think too much about it. He figured that Lang Cang was going to take the hunting team to a more distant place, and maybe they would encounter orcs from other tribes. He was just trying his luck.
This is a batch of pottery that Lin Baiyan specially fired beforehand. The patterns drawn on the pottery during the firing process make the finished pottery look more rustic and grand.
They're specifically saved to swindle these ignorant orcs at the trading market!
The ignorant Hu Yang stared wide-eyed at the pottery bottle.
When you hold the pottery bottle in your hands, you can better appreciate its uniqueness.
By the God of Beasts! Is there any pottery this smooth and even?
The pottery bottle in my hand is smooth to the touch, without any pits or bumps on the surface, and the shape of the entire pottery bottle is very neat.
This was much prettier than the pottery jar he had seen at the old priest's place, which had some visible pits and bumps on it.
The old priest treasured it and kept it away.
Pottery is extremely precious on the Orc continent.
Nowadays, pottery-making techniques are not very advanced, or there are simply no techniques at all, relying purely on luck.
Occasionally, one or two tribes might be lucky enough to accidentally produce pottery, which they would treasure and keep as a symbol of status within the tribe.
Therefore, pottery circulating on the mainland became even rarer.
Some orcs may never see a piece of pottery in their entire lives. The fact that the Azure Flame Tribe uses pottery as a tool is probably the first in the orc continent.
Hu Yang's gaze towards Lang Cang changed instantly. He carefully held the pottery bottle in his hands and asked impatiently, "How many pottery bottles like these do you have?"
Lang Cang remained calm and composed in the face of this question, saying, "Our tribe doesn't have many of these precious pottery pieces."
Hu Yang's eyes widened in surprise. "So you're going to offer it up for exchange? Why not keep it in the tribe and treat it with respect!"
Lang Cang thought of the pottery jars in the tribe, which were now so numerous that the sub-beastmen used them as jars for pickling vegetables.
These are all things that cost very little. The soil was dug from the mountain, and the firewood was freshly cut from the forest. They just spent some time on it. And since there's not much to do in the winter, the pottery was naturally produced in greater quantities.
Now, as Lang Cang looked at Hu Yang holding the ceramic bottle as if he had encountered some priceless treasure, Lang Cang's eyelids twitched violently.
For some reason, he actually felt a sense of guilt for having wronged the tiger...
Lang Cang coughed twice and casually said, "Never mind all that, just tell me if you want it or not?"
Hu Yang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes!"
After nodding, he seemed to remember something and shook his head again.
Lang Cang frowned. Should he take it or not?
Hu Yang looked at Lang Cang somewhat embarrassedly, "I have to go back and ask the clan chief and the old priest."
To exchange such an exquisite pottery bottle, they would definitely need a lot of food. They had just returned to their territory, and they didn't know if the tribe's food reserves were enough.
These were tasks that the old priests always did, and Hu Yang wasn't quite sure about them.
"How many of these pottery pieces would you like to exchange? How do you plan to do the exchange?"
Lang Cang revealed the method they had already agreed upon: "We can exchange a maximum of three."
"The best supplies to trade are food. One earthenware bottle for five wild bull-sized prey, or two hundred animal hides. Oh, and we don't want salt."
Five wild bulls, about two thousand catties of meat. As for salt, the Cangyan tribe has the technology to make salt, so there is no need to exchange salt from outside.
Lang Cang thought for a moment and added, "Or your pinkies, if you're willing to exchange, we can reduce the amount of supplies you receive."
This red pepper is probably the chili pepper that Lin Baiyan has been talking about. He would be very happy if he could bring this plant back with him.
Lang Cang thought of the kittens far away in the tribe, and a wave of longing welled up in his heart. They had been gone for a long time, and he wondered what Bai Yan had been busy with in the tribe.
Hu Yang's mouth gaped wider and wider as he listened to Lang Cang's words, looking completely stunned. "You, what did you say?"
Lang Cang found it a bit strange, "What's wrong? Do you think it's expensive?"
Lang Cang felt that the price was actually about right. He had been raised as a clan leader since childhood and had heard his father talk about the exchange method for the pottery bowl.
The current quantity is based on what he had heard before, and after careful discussion with Lin Baiyan, they estimated a roughly reasonable price.
Hu Yang finally came to his senses and shook his head vigorously. It wasn't expensive at all! It was incredibly cheap!