When they arrived at the trading ground, many aborigines had already gathered on a vast flat land. Some aboriginals set up stalls, and some began to exchange.
Meng Sheng and his party arrived early, and they haven't seen any familiar figures from the tribes yet.
"Let's go shopping separately, we need to change more salt!" Zhong Yang's main task this time is to change salt, because the salt that the tribe thought was of little use before was gone after being used.
It was the first time for Meng Sheng to participate in a trade fair, so it would be nice to be able to go shopping separately. Since the trading venue is vast and there are many people, the two agreed to meet here after exchanging good things.
After Zhong Yang left with his prey on his back, Meng Sheng and Qiu Juan went in opposite directions. With people coming and going, and the noise of stalls and yelling, Meng Sheng felt the long-lost bustle, and felt that this place was like a market.
In a crowded place, Meng Sheng naturally held Qiu Juan's hand.
Qiu Juan's searching gaze was recalled by the heat in his hand: "What are you doing?"
"There are so many people, I'm afraid of getting lost."
"Don't be slick, get lost, I'm right next to you, how could you get lost."
The more Qiu Juan struggled, the tighter Meng Sheng's hand gripped him, and he became annoyed. Why was he not allowed to hold hands in crowded places: "Am I so unappealing? There are so many people that they want to throw me away."
After a few days of getting along, Qiu Juan had gotten used to Meng Sheng's knack for telling nonsense with a needle's eye. He flung him away and was entangled again. After several entanglements, he attracted more attention, so he simply let him do whatever he wanted. The two walked hand in hand, and got a lot of strange eyes along the way. Of course, most of these eyes were directed at Meng Sheng. He could clearly see those eyes looking at Meng Sheng. After hand, it turned into disappointment again.
For this, a sweet taste rose in his heart.
"Qiu Juan, tell me if you see something you like, and I'll change it for you."
The distracted Qiu Juan hummed lightly, and Meng Sheng was very happy.
Meng Sheng didn't forget the business. There are many aborigines in the trading field who bring prey. He is not very interested. The most important thing is to exchange salt. He followed several aborigines who offered salt, compared them several times, and chose This quality looks best.
These salts are all in large chunks, and there are many impurities, but in the current living conditions, it is already very good to have them.
Those who can come to set up stalls with salt are all tribes near the sea.
"Hey, do you want to change some salt? The salt of our Miaoyuan tribe is very good!" Seeing the tall male squatting down to look at the big salt block in front of him, he knew that there was something going on today, and quickly sold it: "My salt They're all from the upper class, so if you don't want to exchange them, I'll collect less of your prey, and I can exchange them for other things if I exchange them earlier."
Meng Sheng put down the basket and placed it in front of the native in front of him: "What do you want?"
The aborigine stretched his neck to look in his back basket, and took a few gourd scoops on top of it. He wanted to put it aside in disgust at first, but he picked it up and found it was quite light. He tapped his knuckles twice: " Hey, it’s quite strong. Although our tribe has many containers, they are not so light, let’s get one.”
Holding the gourd ladle, the aborigine continued to rummage, but he didn't find anything interesting. He looked at Meng Sheng, a tall male, who should have a lot of prey, but he didn't expect that there were only a few large pieces of black meat under the basket. I don't know if I can eat it.
Meng Sheng noticed the dissatisfied eyes of the natives, and said, "Don't look at these dark meats, they are all good things."
He guessed early in the morning that the natives had never seen bacon, so he cut up some meat, wrapped it in leaves and put it in a basket, and now it really came in handy.
Opening the leaf, he took a piece of bacon that was as thick as a little finger, and handed it to the native: "Try the taste."
The aborigines took the crystal-clear and translucent meat mixed with bright red, put their noses up and smelled it, and there was a salty smell, which was very similar to the smell of their tribe's fish dried on the seashore, but this smell was not the same as the smell of fish. It's different, it's more fragrant, he subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, and he threw the meat into his mouth. After chewing, the smell of smoky bacon burst into his mouth, and he couldn't stop. "how?"
The native was incredulous: "Are you sure you gave me this black meat?"
"It's just that it looks black on the outside and has been smoked, but the meat inside is of the best quality, and my meat can be preserved for a long time. If I go back and put it in a dry place, it's no problem to keep it in winter and eat it." Meng Sheng was quite proud introduce.
The aborigines were moved after tasting the bacon, and it was even more itchy when he said this: "Then give me another piece of meat to taste."
Meng Sheng was not stingy either, he bought another piece of meat according to the aborigines' wishes. The aboriginals thought he was quite generous, and he was not as fussy as ordinary males.
"Success, change!"
"How about a piece of meat in exchange for my salt?" the natives suggested. Meng Sheng's meat was cut unevenly, ranging from big to small. Previously, salt was a relatively unpopular item at the trade fair, and not many natives exchanged it. The natives of the Miaoyuan tribe Knowing the market, he saw that Meng Sheng was very shrewd, and he didn't dare to deceive others. If the deal failed, the meat he coveted would be gone.
So he didn't ask for a price, and wanted to deal in good faith.
Meng Sheng weighed about 30 catties of native salt, which is enough for him to eat for a long time. A piece of bacon is a good replacement, so he agreed immediately: "No problem."
"Oh! The people of your tribe are so refreshing!"
Meng Sheng picked a large piece of bacon for the aborigines, it weighed more than ten catties, and it was the kind without bones.
The aborigines were no longer afraid of the meat, so they hugged happily, with a moved face: "Brother, you are a real person. I still have some seafood here. It seems that you are from the Linzi tribe, and it is not easy to eat things from the sea."
Without waiting for Meng Sheng to speak, the aborigine immediately pulled out several large dried fish from behind: "Look, these dried fish can be stored for you to eat in the winter."
Not to mention, Meng Sheng really hasn't eaten seafood for a long time.
The aborigines took a lot of dry goods, along with the dried fish and dried kelp, and then brought out a moray eel, because when they came to the trade fair, the moray eel had no water and was dead.
"Look, if you like it, buy it and change it at will." The native looked at the dead moray eel, and threw it aside in disgust: "The thing will die without water, and our tribe is not very happy to bring it out. Not to mention getting wet all the way, you will still die when you get to the trading place, troublesome."
"I want this fish."
Qiu Juan, who was always on the sidelines, heard Meng Sheng's words, and finally said, "This fish will die if you take it home, and it will change its taste if you don't manage it well."
"Let's go fast, don't get in the way, and eat at night."
Qiu Juan looked at the dirty and sticky fish that had rolled on the ground a few times, and was afraid that Meng Sheng would suffer, but seeing his determination, he couldn't say anything, and he couldn't face him in front of others.
The natives were very happy: "No problem, I will count you as less."
Meng Sheng nodded: "I want the rest of your seafood."
"All of them?" The aborigines hadn't recovered from Meng Sheng's surprise of asking him for moray eels, when they heard the male say that they wanted all of them, they slapped their thighs immediately: "Brother, you are my real brother!"
Qiu Juan was also dumbfounded. Seeing the two of them exchanging things, pieces of bacon were taken out of Meng Sheng's back basket, and he hurriedly said, "Wait, let's see my prey again. If you like it, exchange it with mine." .”
"You also want seafood? Isn't mine yours? There's no need to exchange your prey." Meng Sheng said.
Qiu Juan explained that he had also eaten bacon, and it tasted really good. It was a good thing. The market was so big, and there were many rare things. If Meng Sheng used up all the bacon, if he came across something he wanted again, he would There is no way to change it. My prey is very common, and most people in the tribe have it, so I don’t have an advantage: "You also keep some, and you can change something else later."
Meng Sheng thought the same reasoning: "Then listen to you."
He turned to the natives and said, "Look at my partner's prey and see if there is anything you want."
The aborigines did not refuse, and opened Qiu Juan's gift. The tribes near the sea rarely had pheasants, hares and animal furs, but they were willing to ask for Qiu Juan's prey. In the end, the aborigines asked Qiu Juan for a hare and two pieces of animal furs. Meng Sheng There was also some bacon left.
Both Meng Sheng and the native were very satisfied with this transaction. Before leaving, the native pulled Meng Sheng: "Brother, you are so straightforward, how about you come to me to exchange things next time? Let's stay here, the old place. "
"Okay, bring me some fresh fish next time."
"Okay!"
Meng Sheng's pannier was lighter than when he came here. He put the changed things under the pannier, put the leftover bacon on the surface, tied the gourd scoop to the edge of the pannier with a straw rope, and continued to stroll with Qiu Juan.
"Ah Juan, what do you want in exchange?"
"I also want to change some salt, feel free to change something else."
Before the two could find the next place to exchange salt, they were suddenly stopped.
When Meng Sheng turned his head, it was a little girl who was not tall. Seeing the two people turning their heads, the little girl blushed: "Two brothers, can I exchange this with you for something on your back basket?"
The little girl was holding a bracelet made of stone, which was useless to say the least, but the girl was meticulous and made beautiful jewelry. Meng Sheng took it over and took a closer look, and asked Qiu Juan beside him: "Does it look good?"
Qiu Juan nodded: "Not bad."
Meng Sheng took down the gourd ladle that the little girl wanted, changed into jewelry, and asked Qiu Juan to stretch out his hand to take it with him.
Tinkering in front of others, Qiu Juan blushed with embarrassment: "Why do you take me with you?"
"Don't I bring you a male belt?"
The little girl looked at the two and covered her mouth with a snicker, then looked at Qiu Juan: "Brother, your partner is so kind to you."
After speaking, the man ran away.
Qiu Juan's face turned red again, looking at the jewelry that Meng Sheng had put on his wrist, he thought it was a lie to say that he was not happy, after all, it was the first time a male gave them to him.
"Let's go."
The two went to change the salt one after another, and there were more and more people in the trading field.
As the number of people increased, more and more things were traded. Meng Sheng was pleasantly surprised all the way, and he got a lot of good things, such as sweet potatoes, corn seeds, wheat seeds, and even potatoes.
These things made him really happy, Qiu Juan had already gotten used to his unusual preferences, and in the end he really complied with what he joked with Zhong Yang at the beginning, saying that Qiu Juan would help him when he came across something he liked. change.
Qiu Juan's prey was only exchanged for salt, and almost all the rest was exchanged for Meng Sheng. He didn't have any complaints. Being able to contribute to his male is a very good thing in his values.