Chapter 312: Reseller

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Chapter 312: Reseller

In the mountains and forests, a group of people is walking.

The members of the Green Sparrow Tribe carry weapons like vine shields, spears, and bows and arrows, while the members of the Donkey Tribe also have some weapons, but more of them are carrying numerous pelts.

These pelts will be traded with the Green Sparrow Tribe for pottery, salted fish, and other goods.

As the Eldest Senior Brother walks, he scratches his head in puzzlement. He can't understand where the Donkey Tribe got so many pelts.

Since the beginning of spring, they've exchanged goods at least four times, yet they can still produce so many pelts.

The Donkey Tribe doesn't seem particularly formidable either. During a previous festival, Eldest Senior Brother and the Donkey Tribe's leader had set their sights on a woman from the Green Tribe. Eldest Senior Brother easily defeated the Donkey Tribe's leader.

With such limited combat strength, how could they have hunted so much game and acquired many pelts?

Seeing Eldest Senior Brother's puzzled expression, the Donkey Tribe's leader couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

It used to be their tribe that surprised yours, but now it's our turn to surprise you.

The Donkey Tribe's leader felt triumphant, recalling the event that changed their tribe's fate.

It happened earlier this year when the snow and ice hadn't completely melted.

A group of people who had come out to hunt because their food stores were running low nearly froze to death in the cold weather.

The Donkey Tribe's people found them, recognizing them as members of a neighboring tribe.

Although the Donkey Tribe's leader wasn't exceptionally skilled in hunting, he had a kind heart.

He brought those people back to their tribe and gave them hot water in pottery jars and some fruit.

After drinking the warm soup, those who almost froze to death regained their strength. Realizing the benefits of pottery jars, they requested them from the Donkey Tribe.

The Donkey Tribe only had two pottery jars, obtained through scrimping and saving by trading with the Green Sparrow Tribe, so the leader cherished them like precious eggs and refused to give them away.

Seeing how neighboring tribes coveted the pottery jars after experiencing their benefits, the Donkey Tribe wanted one, too, no matter what.

Amidst the ongoing dispute, the Donkey Tribe's leader suddenly had an idea.

He knew of another tribe nearby whose hunting skills surpassed theirs, and they must have accumulated plenty of pelts. The two pottery jars were obtained by trading pelts with the Green Sparrow Tribe, so if there were enough pelts, he could trade with the wealthy tribe for more pottery jars.

Since that was the case, why couldn't he let them trade pelts with him?

This sudden flash of insight opened a new door for the Donkey Tribe's leader, leading them onto the path of prosperity.

At first, the Donkey Tribe's leader only traded with this tribe, focusing on exchanging for pottery. Later, he also introduced salt, an unparalleled delicacy.

Upon hearing Eldest Senior Brother's account of what he had seen and heard in the Donkey Tribe, Han Cheng lightly slapped his forehead.

How could he forget about this?

This matter might have been difficult for the Eldest Senior Brother to figure out. Still, for Han Cheng, who came from the future and experienced the era of economic supremacy, it wasn't difficult to guess.

He told Eldest Senior Brother and Shaman about the Donkey Tribe's actions as secondary traders.

After pondering for a while, both of them showed realization.

After the realization, Eldest Senior Brother suddenly became somewhat displeased.

Not only him, but Shaman also felt the same way.

"Divine Child, don't give them salt and pottery..."

Eldest Senior Brother voiced his thoughts.

When Han Cheng inquired about the reason, Eldest Senior Brother mentioned how the Donkey Tribe was profiting from their belongings...

Shaman's opinion was similar, feeling that the Donkey Tribe's actions were disadvantageous to them.

After understanding their thoughts, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile. It wasn't surprising that Shaman and Eldest Senior Brother had such thoughts.

After all, the benefits gained by the Donkey Tribe were apparent.

However, they only saw the benefits gained by the Donkey Tribe and overlooked the gains their tribe made in this trade.

The neighboring tribes directly engaged in trade with the Green Sparrow Tribe were not significant in scale and had low levels of development, making it difficult for them to have much surplus.

After several trades, they were squeezed dry by the Green Sparrow Tribe.

If the Green Sparrow Tribe wanted to continue gaining things through trade, they needed to develop new tribes.

Traveling between tribes was time-consuming and laborious, and there was also the risk of danger.

Moreover, they couldn't afford to be short of manpower.

The Green Sparrow Tribe still had many things to do, so they couldn't spare manpower to do this task. In that case, why not let the people of the Donkey Tribe continue to act as secondary traders?

This was a beneficial thing for them.

As for the profits gained by the Donkey Tribe, it was inevitable. If there were no profits to be made, the Donkey Tribe wouldn't engage in such activities.