Cowtail's Return Journey (Seeking Votes and Subscriptions)

How could the Han Tribe have something this good?

The youth leading the way successfully stirred Dalantai's curiosity. With the attitude that even if he did not buy anything, he might as well broaden his horizons, Dalantai had the youth take him to the shop selling lamps.

The lamp was quickly brought out, and the Shopkeeper demonstrated how to operate it on the spot. Looking at the portable horse lamp emitting a dazzling yellow light before him, Dalantai was shocked, delighted, and eager to have one.

"Can this thing really light up with nothing but Stone and water?" Dalantai had already begun preparing to buy it, but before purchasing, he naturally had to ask clearly about how it was used and maintained.

"Any clean water will do, but the Stone isn't ordinary Stone. It's called calcium carbide, and only the Han Tribe can make it, so you can only buy it here." As the Shopkeeper explained, the youth beside him translated.

"Oh."

Dalantai hesitated. The Stone used to light the lamp was controlled by the Han Tribe, so whether he could buy more next time was a question. Without that special Stone, the lamp was completely useless. So should he buy it?

After pondering for a long while, Dalantai still liked it intensely. In the end, he finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and bought it.

He might as well buy a larger quantity of calcium carbide in one go. He had money now, after all. As for next time, at worst he could send people to buy more. If that proved impossible, he could still buy some secondhand stock from another tribe. After all, theirs was not the only tribe on the grassland that had bought calcium carbide lamps.

Once he had made up his mind, Dalantai