At the Young Chieftain's wild pointing, several girls were immediately brought out. Some people in the crowd were delighted, while others sighed.
How wonderful it would be if that wealthy-looking tribe took me away!
"I'll trade one pot, this woodcutter's axe, and this bowl. Will these three people do?"
The Young Chieftain pulled three girls from beside him and asked Shi Quan.
"Of course."
Shi Quan agreed readily. He immediately had someone bring over a new iron pot. Inside it were a ladle, a woodcutter's axe, and five very ordinary White Porcelain Bowls.
The Young Chieftain's heart leaped when he saw all these fine things placed before him.
They're really giving them to me? So cheap? Just three girls for all these precious goods?
It was as if a whole new world had opened up in his mind. He turned back to look at the more than one hundred tribespeople behind him. One pot and five bowls didn't seem like nearly enough!
And there was only one woodcutter's axe. Could it be that he was supposed to use it himself and work every day to support the rest of the tribe?
How could that be?!
Without giving it a second thought, he immediately dragged out three more girls from behind him. One of them was even just a child, appearing to be only seven or eight years old. Her yellow hair showed signs of malnutrition, and both cheeks were sunken inward, making her large eyes seem all the brighter.
"I want another iron pot and ladle, as well as a woodcutter's axe and bowls."
"No problem!"
Shi Quan readily agreed again. He had the requested goods brought over, then took the initiative to start promoting other products.
"Friend, now that you have two pots, that should be enough. How about