I am a Primitive Man

Huo Song's jaw dropped at the many scattered people in the fields.

He would have thought he had come to the wrong place if it weren’t for the tall walls and the familiar clothing and hairstyles.

Even upon seeing these familiar things and some familiar faces, Huo Song still found it hard to believe he was now in that wealthy tribe.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t accept it; rather, the changes that had taken place in this tribe were simply too significant.

The last time he came, although there were many people in this tribe, they weren’t significantly more than his tribe.

However, now they had far outstripped his tribe.

“#￥%……”

A quick-thinking person behind Huo Song tugged at the animal skin wrapped around him and voiced his concerns.

Huo Song was taken aback but then firmly shook his head. This tribe had always been friendly; how could it have become an evil tribe, attacking other tribes and plundering their populations?

Huo Song was completely confused, and the events in the Green Sparrow tribe had far surpassed his primitive imagination.

As they waited, Han Cheng and Bai Xue returned, and Huo Song and the others from the Huo tribe quickly approached.

“#45!”

After learning the background of the situation from Bai Xue, Huo Song angrily waved his arms to express his dissatisfaction with the evil Flying Snake tribe.

The other members of the Huo tribe also waved their arms in solidarity, expressing their anger at the enemy.

The tribe before them was so kind and friendly, yet the Flying Snake tribe dared to attack it; it was utterly despicable.

After a brief reunion, Huo Song and the others began unloading the rolls of hemp cloth they had brought from their large canoe.

Quite a few piled up in a substantial heap on the ground.

However, the craftsmanship was rather rough, not as exquisite as the hemp cloth from the Green Sparrow tribe, nor could it compare to what Bai Xue had woven.

Nevertheless, Han Cheng was still pleased.

With the tribe's population constantly increasing and cloth-related uses being further developed, hemp cloth, the only fabric in the Green Sparrow tribe, has always been in short supply.

With the hemp cloth sent by the Huo tribe, some members of the Green Sparrow tribe would no longer need to dress so lightly this year.

Seeing Han Cheng's reaction, Huo Song and the others from the Huo tribe breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of pride welled within them.

This was something their tribe had carefully woven; it was undoubtedly a great item.

Although they still didn’t quite understand what this tribe needed the cloth with so many tiny holes for.

After Huo Song and the others brought the hemp cloth over, it was time for trade between the two tribes.

Following the previous trading situation, Huo Song divided the cloth on the ground into three portions: large, medium, and small.

The most significant portion was to be exchanged for salt, the medium portion for pottery, and the smallest portion for those yellow, small foods.

He felt that this time, he could exchange for many items, especially since the items they brought were so refined.

Upon understanding Huo Song's needs, Han Cheng smiled.

However, he didn’t immediately bring out salt for exchange; instead, he had someone bring out a bolt of cloth woven by Bai Xue.

He spread out the cloth brought by the Huo tribe and placed it next to the cloth woven by Bai Xue for comparison.

Before they were placed together, Huo Song thought the cloth from the Huo tribe was far inferior to Bai Xue’s, but after putting them side by side, the gap between them was even larger. Ŗ₳𐌽оβƐS

Such a significant difference was obvious without Han Cheng needing to say anything; Huo Song and the others could see it for themselves and felt utterly discouraged.

They had thought their tribe was doing well, but they immediately felt a huge gap compared to this tribe.

This feeling was undoubtedly unpleasant.

After this blow, the most direct effect was that Huo Song hesitated momentarily, suppressing his disappointment. He actively removed some of the stones, clods of dirt, and small sticks representing the items he wanted to exchange.

Most primitive people were honest, and Huo Song was one of them.

Although Huo Song wanted to exchange more items to take back to his tribe, after witnessing the vast difference between the cloth woven by his tribe and that of the Green Sparrow tribe, he voluntarily reduced the amount he wanted to trade.

Han Cheng smiled as he crouched down and, under Huo Song's puzzled gaze, placed the stones representing the items for exchange back individually.

“You can still exchange for this much; just make better clothes next time…”

Han Cheng said this while pointing at the cloth delivered by the Huo tribe and the cloth woven by Bai Xue, encouraging the members to strive to match Bai Xue's quality.

Huo Song's eyes instantly turned red upon understanding Han Cheng's intention through Bai Xue’s translation.

His chest heaved as he felt a warm sensation fill his heart.

This tribe’s divine child was genuinely kind and friendly!

The items he and his companions had brought were not very good, yet he was still willing to exchange so much for them.

Huo Song doubted he could do such a thing if their roles were reversed.

It was precisely because of this that he felt even more moved and respectful.

Behind Huo Song, those who had recently suspected the Green Sparrow tribe of becoming an evil tribe bowed their heads in shame.

This tribe was still so kind; they shouldn’t have thought of them that way…

Seeing the expressions of the Huo tribe members, Han Cheng smiled slightly to himself.

His decision was to have them bring out Bai Xue's cloth first instead of the salt.

First, it allowed the Huo tribe members to recognize their shortcomings and encouraged them to improve the quality of their clothes upon returning.

Second, it fostered admiration and respect for him and his tribe among the Huo tribe members.

By giving the same amount of salt and pottery but framing it this way, he received much more in return, and he certainly wouldn’t let this opportunity slip away.

After saying those words to Huo Song, Han Cheng didn’t hesitate to have the appropriate amounts of salt, pottery, and millet brought out.

This was seizing the moment.

He intended to solidify the positive feelings that Huo Song and the others were developing toward him and the Green Sparrow tribe.

The timing of giving items mattered significantly; the impact was completely different.

Giving something when others desired it most, compared to keeping them waiting and building up anticipation until their patience wore thin, made the experience feel entirely different.

From the way Huo Song and the others, clutching the salt and pottery, excitedly bowed to Han Cheng, one could see how effective his actions had been this time…

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