After they had drunk several large bowls of milk wine in succession, a few more Barbarians entered the tent.
These Barbarians seemed to hold quite high standing in the tribe.
The Barbarian who had been pouring wine for Li Ping'an and his companions hurried out with the wine bowls.
The leader among them, a Barbarian who looked quite old, opened his mouth and stammered.
"You... you... from the Central Plains?"
He actually spoke the language of the Central Plains.
Li Ping'an quickly nodded. "Yes."
"What did you come here to... to..."
"Wander around, wander around!"
Li Ping'an demonstrated as he spoke.
But clearly, the Barbarian leader did not understand much of what he meant.
So, from his Storage Ring, Li Ping'an once again
took out some things.
There were bottles filled with various seasonings, along with several large packets of tea leaves.
Sugar, silk, porcelain, paper, bamboo ware...
These had all been prepared in advance.
Ever since Li Ping'an had learned from Changqing that, after crossing the Eastern Snowfield, he would be able to see the last Barbarians Tribe in the Nine Provinces,
he and Old Ox had stocked up on these things at a market early on, before reaching the summit.
At the sight of these things, the Barbarians' eyes lit up.
They picked them up and examined them from every angle, cradling them in both hands for fear of accidentally breaking them.
Delighted, the Barbarian leader hurriedly led Li Ping'an and his companions out of the tent.
They headed toward the most luxurious tent in the center of the settlement.
Upon reaching the tent, Li Ping'an discovered quite a few things from the Central Plains inside.
For example, there was a porcelain jar in the most conspicuous spot, as well as a silk garment.
It seemed that some