I am a Primitive Man

This Divine Child, whom they considered to be extremely generous, indeed did not disappoint them.

After they expressed their dissatisfaction and requests in a flurry of chatter, the Divine Child, who had been smiling, put away his smile and started questioning the stingy tribe leader.

Full of hope, they overlooked that the Divine Child understood their grievances this time without needing a translator.

Han Cheng asked with a somewhat serious expression, while the eldest senior brother respectfully answered, no longer displaying the arrogance he had when facing the three tribe leaders alone earlier.

Seeing this change, the leaders of the Goat, Green, and Donkey tribes felt secretly pleased.

"Now, let's see how arrogant you can be in front of us. You've met your match, haven't you?"

The shaman, who had rehearsed many times with Han Cheng and the eldest senior brother in the room, watched their performance and then looked at the reactions of the three tribe leaders. He lowered his head, his wrinkled face twitching slightly.

He could barely contain his laughter.

After this act, Han Cheng turned around to face the three excited tribe leaders. He shook his head apologetically and with a heavy heart.

The tribe leaders, hoping for good news, felt their hearts sink.

"Why?" they asked urgently, wanting to know what was happening.

"...It's not that we don't want to provide it for free, but obtaining salt has become increasingly difficult for us..." Han Cheng said sincerely, with a touch of regret, while the eldest senior brother acted as the translator, striving to accurately convey Han Cheng's meaning.

As the three tribe leaders gradually understood the situation, their initial dissatisfaction and anger turned into resignation and discomfort.

They looked at Han Cheng, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Han Cheng sighed deeply, then clapped his hands. Three people, who had been prepared earlier, came out from the tribe, each holding a small jar of salt, which they placed on the ground.

Han Cheng placed the three jars of salt in front of the three tribe leaders and said in a somewhat pained and helpless tone, "This is the last bit of salt our tribe can provide for free."

"Divine Child, don't give it to them..." Following the previous rehearsal, the eldest senior brother reluctantly bent down to grab the three jars of salt, holding onto them tightly and anxiously saying to Han Cheng.

"Give it to them! They are our neighbors!" The Divine Child, who always had a smiling face in the eyes of the three tribe leaders, was now angry. Not only did his voice rise threefold, but his tone also became harsh, and he glared at them.

Although the three tribe leaders could not understand their conversation, they realized that the generous Divine Child and the stingy tribe leader were in conflict over whether to give them salt.

It seemed that the tribe faced difficulties obtaining salt, as they had said. Otherwise, the generous Divine Child and the wealthy tribe leader would not be at odds over these few salt jars.

Under Han Cheng's persistent glare, the eldest senior brother finally couldn't resist the Divine Child's 'pressure' and reluctantly, full of' reluctance, ' gave the three jars of salt back to the three tribe leaders.

Then, in a less than friendly manner, he translated Han Cheng's words to the three tribe leaders, telling them that this was the last bit of salt they could provide for free.

The three tribe leaders were deeply moved by Han Cheng's deliberately created atmosphere and by the benevolent actions of this tribe's Divine Child.

"Is there no way to obtain salt besides trading goods for it?"

Although they were touched, they didn't hesitate to secure benefits for their own tribes.

Hearing the Green Tribe leader's question translated by the eldest senior brother, Han Cheng's face twitched slightly. He thought to himself that the Green Tribe leader was opportunistic. Even in such a well-crafted scenario that moved him, he still asked such a question.

"Besides trading, the only other way is to join our tribe. If you join us, you become part of our family and can have salt for free."

After all the buildup, Han Cheng finally revealed his hidden agenda.

The eldest senior brother conveyed Han Cheng's message to the three tribe leaders. Their expressions turned complicated.

As Han Cheng expected, none of them agreed to this.

However, some ordinary people from the three tribes who understood the situation showed signs of longing after hearing this. This resulted from Han Cheng subtly showcasing the enticing aspects of the Green Sparrow Tribe over a long period.

After the festival ended, the leaders of the Green, Donkey, and Goat tribes left the Green Sparrow Tribe with their people. Compared to previous occasions, they seemed rather subdued this time.

From now on, they wouldn't be able to get salt for free, which was certainly not good news for them. The last free jar of salt wouldn't last them long.

Therefore, the Donkey and Goat tribes used the furs they had brought, initially meant to trade for pottery, to exchange for more salt. The Donkey Tribe acquired the most, as they needed it for their consumption and trading with other tribes. Salt, which could make food incredibly tasty, was just as popular as pottery in trade with other tribes.

Han Cheng set a high price for salt, much higher than that for pottery. Although the three tribe leaders found it hard to accept, they understood, given the value of salt.

Seeing the now empty and somewhat messy area outside the tribe, the shaman and the eldest senior brother, who were both aware of and had participated in the salt plan, felt quite disheartened. They had provided so much salt to the other tribes for free, hoping to reel them in eventually, but none of the three tribes showed any willingness to join the Green Sparrow Tribe. This was a big letdown for the two, who had been excited and hopeful about this plan for a long time.

Han Cheng, on the other hand, was not as disappointed. He had anticipated that the three tribes would not agree immediately. Having spent considerable time here, he understood the dynamics between the various primitive tribes. It was unrealistic to expect a tribe leader to lead their tribe to join another tribe unless faced with a true crisis.