After getting to know the brother and sister, the two caravans began a parallel journey.

Lorran Hill wanted to meet the shamans of those large tribes, and the Lamiya Chamber of Commerce also happened to go to those large tribes to purchase and trade goods.

The carriage formation formed a long snake shape on the earth, leading to a group of tents in the distance.

Most of these large felt tents are white, surrounded by vertical circles of wooden strips, covered with felt cloth, and a round spire on them, which is very similar to the grassland buildings in the girl's memory.

Perhaps this is the necessity of the environment. Even if you do not inherit past knowledge, the living beings in this world have developed similar things.

The convoy parked on the periphery of the felt tent group. A tall and strong man wearing an animal skin vest walked out. There were two huge upward curved corners on both sides of his head and strange tattoos on his body, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Long time no see, Horant." The orc, who was nearly three meters tall, stretched out his rough hand and shook hands with Horant. The scene was like a giant beast facing a chicken.

"It's been three years, I didn't expect you to grow so tall in Stanley." Horant looked at the horned boy in front of him who almost couldn't recognize him, who was about the same size as him three years ago.

"Hahaha." The strong man laughed, his voice loud and loud, and could be heard within a few miles.

"I've been better in the past two years. Forget it, let's not talk about it. Let's talk about it. You are here to buy goods this time."

"Yes." After saying that, the two were about to walk in, but Horant suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" The man asked in confusion, his voice was extremely thick.

"I almost forgot that there are two more people who are coming, one is my sister and the other is the leader of the caravan."

After saying that, Horant said hello, and the entourage behind him also trotted to inform the rear. Then, the doors of the two carriages opened and two girls walked out, one was Meyer and the other was Lorran Hill.

After entering the tall felt tent, several people sat down around the open space in the middle and began to talk.

"This Miss Lesia is the leader of the Lagertys caravan. She happened to meet her on the way and just went along, so she came with us." Horant introduced.

"Lesia, this branch of the Cowhound tribe, the son of the Red Horn tribe leader, Stanley."

"Hello." Lesia saluted slightly and looked at the inside of the felt tent. The space was very wide, and there was white ash left in the open space in the middle, which should have been left in barbecue and life.

"Hello."

Stanley nodded. Although he was surprised by the girl's appearance, he was more concerned about the transactions of the Lamiya Chamber of Commerce this year, because it was related to the entire tribe's life in the next year.

“How much goods will the Lamiya Chamber of Commerce purchase this year?”

"Haha, you also know this. As long as the quality is good, we will basically have as much as we have and how much we charge." Horant said generously.

The strong man with a horned horse sat on a thick wooden chair with a golden knife, raised his big palm and waved it before speaking.

"This year is different from the past. Our output is definitely enough, but I don't know whether Master Horant can afford the price."

Stanley leaned against a chair made of thick logs, recalling the harvest this year, and the corner of her mouth was unconsciously grinning.

Since the flame singer brought new pasture seeds two years ago, tribes on the grassland have been planted together. This pasture, called alfalfa, is a god-given thing, can be produced on various lands, and the yield is extremely high, so you don’t need to rotate pastures like before.

In this way, the grazing land on the grassland seemed to have increased by 3-4 times, and some previous conflicts also had a lot of room for buffering.

After these two years, livestock production has gradually increased. It is foreseeable that all this has just begun.

Of course, this cannot be told all of this "old friend" in front of you. If the other party knows the specific market conditions, he will definitely take the opportunity to lower the price. The best way is to sign a long-term supply contract this time to ensure that these goods can be sold at a good price in the next few years.

Outsiders think that the Niujiao tribe is stupid, but in fact, there are many smart individuals among them. Stanley is one of them. Under his rough appearance, he has a keen heart.

"Oh, it seems that your tribe is in good condition this year."

Horant was slightly surprised. The businessmen, who were doing business, knew roughly what was going on because of their business dealings. Seeing Stanley so confidently, he had defeated several nearby tribes in the past two years and obtained a lot of ranches and spoils.

"Can I take a look at the goods first?"

"No problem." Stanley supported his two big hands on the armrest, stood up directly, and led the three of them out of the big tent and came to the warehouse where things were stored on the back of the tribe.

The thick waterproof cloth was lifted up, and the tied fur was displayed in front of everyone. Stanley pulled out a few pieces from them and placed them on the table beside him, so that Horant, Loran Hill and others could watch.

Horant picked it up and looked at it carefully, twisted it slowly with his hands, and sniffed the smell, seeing that his technique was very skillful. Meier and Loran Hill stood aside, just stroked it with their hands slightly, and did not do any extra movements.

Meier did this because she believed in her brother's ability, while Lorran Hill was assisted by the system and her extraordinary perception, and she could understand the situation of these goods without doing that.

Although it was quiet on the surface, the girl shook her head in her heart.

These furs may have been good, but the tanning techniques and techniques are too simple, so the quality is a bit slippery, and they may even rot after being stored for a long time. The same is true for the goods she saw at the border market some time ago.

After the animal's fur is peeled off, it will retain fat, flesh and other foreign objects, which are not clean and even have a smell.

If you want to make a coat or blanket, you have to start cleaning, scraping, soaking, tanning, and then plastic surgery, dyeing, anti-corrosion, etc. There was a complete process in the civilization.

Although in this world, although it has extraordinary power in the high-end field, it can provide products and services that are not inferior to those in the past, it still has a long way to develop in the field of ordinary people's livelihood.

“A very good batch of goods!”

After checking several items, Horant couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praise him loudly. He seemed very satisfied with his appearance.

"Hahaha, I didn't lie to you, brother." Stanley also laughed loudly, and patted Horant's shoulder with his big hand, causing the latter's body to tremble. Fortunately, this person also has the strength of Sequence 2 and would not be knocked down at once.

"Then let's sign the contract for the next two years."

Putting down the fur, Stanley and Horant walked towards another big tent, where they were preparing today's fine wine and meals, preparing to discuss what they were going to do while eating.

Loran Hill watched the two of them walk out of the tent with a smile. She knew the current grassland situation and naturally knew the plan of the horned man, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

It seems that there are also many smart guys among this group of orcs.
Chapter completed!