238 warm and smooth trading

"Haha! Ah Chen, your boy finally came back to see us. Brother Shansong often misses you!"

When he found that Xue Chen came back to the Sanshan tribe, the mountain wolf came over excitedly and gave Xue Chen a bear hug. The rough beard on his face rubbed vigorously on Xue Chen's hair.

After hugging for a long time, Xue Chen couldn't stand Hu Zha. He pushed the mountain wolf away and said, "I want to go to see my grandfather quickly."

The mountain wolf immediately grinned and said, "Oh! I'm going to go, too."

"Is it a meal for dinner?" Xue Chen muttered.

"Cough!" The mountain wolf coughed awkwardly twice, obviously acquiesced.

Along the way, the residents of the Sanshan barbarians found Xue Chen coming back and welcomed him warmly one by one: "A Chen is back, A Chen, my two dogs have learned your barbarian lines and become barbarian generals..."

When entering the familiar courtyard, the rough stove, the soup soup in the pot exudes a strong smell of meat and has a homey taste.

"Brother Shansong, who do you think is back?" The mountain wolf roared at the house.

As soon as Xue Chen's mind moved, he sensed that Grandpa Shansong was meditating and practicing, but he immediately woke up when he heard the voice of the mountain wolf, and then exuded his soul knowledge and saw everything outside the house.

"A Chen, you're back!" The door suddenly opened, and Shan Song came out in three or two steps. He held Xue Chen's shoulders with big hands, and joy appeared on his face.

Xue Chen looked up at his grandfather, who was two heads taller than him, and looked at the simple, mottled and familiar sheep helmet. His slightly old cheeks and caring eyes, and the elder's care for the younger generation were wrapped in his heart, warming the young heart.

Xue Chen understands that Xiong's absence makes Grandpa Shansong very lonely. It is the greatest filial piety to Grandpa to come back to see him.

"Aun, I'm back. Ah Chen is back." Xue Chen's voice was trembling, and his eyes were a little wet. He didn't want to suppress it, because it was a kind of beauty, the happiness of meeting relatives.

After staring at each other for a while, Shan Song wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "A Chen, haven't you eaten yet? Come on, A Gongyi cooked snake soup and ate it together.

"Hmm." Xue Chen nodded, and then helped A Gong scoop soup and serve dishes. The mountain wolf also took the initiative to come over and smelled the delicious soup with a smile.

After

, the three of them ate in the house and laughed repeatedly.

Shansong occasionally held several crystal pure strange meat pieces for Xue Chen and smiled happily and said, "This is what A Xiong brought to me when he came home two years ago. It is only good animal meat in the depths of the southern barbarians. It tastes very good. It can also nourish blood and purify the soul."

After Xue Chen tasted it, he raised his eyebrows and felt that there was a trace of refining effect on the body. He nodded and smiled, "It's really good. A Xiong has a heart."

After dinner, Xue Chen took out a lot of nine-turn immortal elixir and a few best undead elixirs, and distributed them to Shansong and mountain wolves. He said:

"I also brought some human elixir when I came back this time. Uncle Wolf and Grandpa, if you eat it in the future, you can increase your strength and cultivation. There is also this kind of undead elixir, which can assist at critical moments..."

After listening to Xue Chen's explanation, especially the immortal elixir, the eyes of the mountain wolf became extremely hot, and the saliva fell drop by drop. Shan Song also exclaimed: "I also heard that your human race is good at alchemy and can play the role of medicinal materials to the greatest extent. I didn't expect to finally see it today."

Obviously, both of them are just the lowest-end barbarians, which is equivalent to a fairyland fairyland. They have never been to the human territory in their lives, so they have never seen these things.

"Achen, I know your filial piety, but these things are so precious that they should be difficult to get, right? Keep it for yourself." Shan Song thought about it and refused.

Xue Chen smiled bitterly in his heart. These things were useless to him at all, and then persuaded him for a long time before he let Grandpa Shan Song's men, and the mountain wolf had already held his share tightly and replaced his storage animal skin with a beautiful brocade storage bag.

The three of them kept talking about late at night. Xue Chen talked about opening a business outside, so Shanlang and Shan Song naturally knew another purpose of Xue Chen's return - to trade with the Sanshan barbarians.

So, the next morning, Shan Song took Xue Chen to the top of the mountain of the Black Mountain to meet the senior officials of the barbarians.

At the end of the Yellow Mountain, there are ancient stone halls. The epic scrolls of the Sanshan barbarians are engraved on the wall in the situation of relief, which is not much worse than the human carving. In particular, the Sanshan barbarians understand the rules of the mountain system. They have a good understanding of the texture of the mountain stone. This skill of carving is passed down from ancient times, forming their own style. The atmosphere, quaint and wild mood not only does not dissipate with the passage of time, but also precipitates and becomes heavier and heavier.

Finally, he came to the outside of a Yellowstone hall on the top of the mountain. The door was open, and the inside was also bright. He could see the elders sitting in it with cow helmets (Tao Gongjing), like stone statues that had been silent for thousands of years.

When they found the alien breath of Xue Chen, some people opened their eyes, but when they saw the mountain token on Xue Chen's waist, they thought of the incident more than five years ago. An old man asked, "What's the matter with you, the friend who created the five mountains for his family?"

"A Chen came back this time and wanted to make a deal with the Sanshan barbarians." Xue Chen smiled and showed the will of the Taoist palace at the same time, which was stronger than many people in the hall. Only a few old people sitting in the depths could compare.

Brush!

Some bull-headed generals in the depths opened their eyes one after another and were extremely surprised. Obviously, they were shocked by Xue Chen's will. Then an old man with a white beard and hunchback in the deepest depths came out. He stared at Xue Chen with turbid but vicissitudes of eyes and said, "I am the owner of Huangshan Mountain. Young people, you have three mountains of friendship and can trade with us, but With the consent of the brute head..."

But before he finished speaking, the sky in the middle of the three mountains twisted in vain, and the majestic head came out and fell in front of the Lord of Huangshan. His eyes flowed with black, yellow, blue and silver four colors of light, observing Xue Chen.

Although it is impossible to see the real strength, it can be roughly judged from Xue Chen's will. It can be seen that Sanshan barbarians are full of surprise: "It's only five years. Your strength has increased more than ten times. Even if our barbarian super genius is not so fast, are you from the power of the human race?"

"I'm just a loose fairy." Xue Chen shook his head without a fake look.

But Man Shou didn't care, but said, "If you want to trade with us, what's the trading method?"

Xue Chen's eyes showed a slight joy. He didn't expect that the three mountains were so refreshing, so he took out a list of materials needed, and then took out a list of products owned by Tongbao Commercial Bank. He handed them together and said, "The fairy artifacts of our human race contain fairy patterns, which are different from the barbarian patterns. You barbarians are not easy to use, but the elixir contains The subtlety of Aoyi and the essence of heaven and earth can be refined and absorbed by any creature.

The soul of the barbarian head is very strong. After scanning for a while, he finished reading it, and then asked Xue Chen a question: "According to the fairy stone, how much is the two-color red fruit worth?"

Xue Chen was stunned, and then pointed to one of the jade slips and said, "Didn't you record it? The price I traded with you is 3,500 fairy stones.

The barbarian listened and stared deeply into Xue Chen's eyes. After a while, he grinned: "We barbarians also often send people to the human territory to buy books, add some knowledge, and know the price on your side. If your price is too low, it is impossible for our Sanshan tribe to trade with you."

Hearing this, the owner of Huangshan frowned and said, "Man Shou, did he deliberately suppress the price? This is the same as other profiteers, and we don't agree.

Xue Chen immediately looked innocently at the Sanshan barbarian, which made the Sanshan barbarian a little embarrassed: "Cough! He did not suppress the price. Instead, he raised the purchase price of each material by hundreds of fairy stones. He is not like other profiteers. From this point, it can be seen that A Chen is a real friend of our tribe.

It turned out that Xue Chen did not want to make a big profit from the barbarian transaction, because the Sanshan barbarian is his second family. Does he still want to cheat the family of money?

When Shan Song next to

heard this, he was immediately relieved, and Huang Shanzhu was also embarrassed and apologized to Xue Chen.

Finally, Man Shou laughed and said, "A Chen, you have a good character. As long as it is your caravan, you can trade for a long time in the future."

"Thank you very much." Xue Chen thanked him.

"Well, you can discuss the rest with a few mountain masters." The head of the three mountains then left the jade slip and disappeared, and went back to the ancestral retreat.

As the Manshou said, the following things are easy. In addition, the two mountain lords of Qingshan and Black Mountain immediately came over and knew that the Manshou agreed, so naturally they would not object.

And Xue Chen gave them a lot of discounts, and the relationship between the two sides got closer, and some details were completed in one or two steps.

Finally, the Huangshan master of the Sanshan tribe came forward and signed a contract with Xue Chen.

Then there was the first transaction. Xue Chen took out the elixir of many races, mainly Xianyuan elixir, immortal elixir and Tiandao elixir. As for cultivation, the barbarians mainly practice the body, which is generally nourished by the blood of the beast, and many things of the human race are not needed.

However, the ore of some local specialties of the human race can be used to refine barbarians, and both sides also put these into the scope of trading.

Xue Chen paid for things, and then under the order of the Lord of Sanshan, some elders went to the hall next to him to take out the stored medicinal materials, which were baked by barbarians who were good at pharmaceuticals with special skills, so that they could be preserved for a long time.

Then ask some people to go to the medicine field to harvest some fresh medicinal herbs. This kind of medicinal herbs are relatively special. If baked, it is easy to destroy the medicinal properties, so they can only be planted all the time. And there are several medicinal herbs that contain the ancient atmosphere, which made Xue Chen very satisfied, and finally went for nothing.

At the same time, he left the ring business emblem of Tongbao Company, indicating that this is a contact mark and someone will trade from time to time

Then I stayed here for a few days and spent most of the time chatting with Shansong.

Perhaps this is the biggest difference between the barbarians and the human race. The barbarians still maintain the ancient law of life at sunset, while the human race practice day and night, creating some distance from the real nature.

Finally, he left with a trace of reluctance. There was nothing he could do. He still wanted to pursue immortality and immortality.

Maybe it will take thousands of years to get rid of life and death. His relatives have already turned into a handful of loess, but he still wants to pursue it. This is his obsession and the greatest sadness of the practitioners.