I became a planet

Chapter 173 What Is More Interesting Than War

The dwarves gently lifted the animal skins covering these small clay pots, and the lavender fluid instantly appeared in the air.

It was, without a doubt, the wine made by Legrew.

However, it can be seen from the expression and movements of the Buaila leader that he knows what this thing is.

Guo Sen was once again unexpected.

So, what's next?
The leader of the Snow tribe motioned for the dwarves to stand beside him, and he extended his palm to the Buera tribe.

Guo Sen saw this gesture just now.

That must mean whether to make a deal or not.

The goatman leader of the Buaila tribe immediately raised his palm.

Snapped!
Four palms in one, deal.

Guo Sen was going to see what Bu Aila's patriarch was going to exchange for wine.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that the eyes of the primitive leader of the Sinuo tribe seemed extremely greedy.

He stared intently at the arm of the Buera chief.

Damn, isn't it...

And the leader of Nabu Aila really took a bracelet from his hand.

Unequal exchange ah hello!Can your purple broken wine be exchanged for a bracelet, or the one inlaid with the flame stone?

Did you make a mistake?
Buaila tribe, don't you have a bad brain?

Isn't this following the footsteps of the dwarves who traded with them before, exchanging valuable ones for worthless ones...

Ah, yes.

Guo Sen suddenly turned his head around the corner.

For the Buaila tribe, if they think that the wine is worth the price of such a bracelet, then it is not a loss.

After all, this kind of thing is very common for the Snow tribe, and it can even be wasted.

But for the Boela people who don't know how to make wine at all, let alone know this kind of drink that can make their brains dizzy and feel happy, this is something more valuable than the gold bracelet on their hands.

The value of an item depends on its rarity.

To be more complicated, it is related to supply and demand.

For example, rock salt and insect honey are things that store a huge amount of each other. Whether it is the Snow tribe or the Buera tribe, they don't care much about this commodity that is easy to obtain and can be exchanged.

Moreover, no one can guarantee when the other party will find out how this thing came about.

However, the brewed Le Grande wine is different.

This thing must be collected from the frozen swamp in the extreme south, and then brewed through multiple processes, and then it can be created through the magic of time.

For the Snow tribe, they just need to make this kind of thing according to experience, it's as simple as hell.

And for the Buaila tribe, the existence of this kind of thing is an incomprehensible miracle!

Well, for this kind of miracle, they are willing to make some exchanges that seem "not worth it".

Thinking about this, Guo Sen continued to observe the two parties who were trading.

After the leader of the Buaila tribe took out a gold bracelet, he stretched out his hands to the leader of the Snow tribe.

Meaning, deal.

The leader of the Snow tribe still kept smiling, but he didn't extend his hand, but continued to stare at the arm of the leader of the Buera tribe.

The other party was silent for a while, and took off another bracelet.

At this moment, the greedy Snow leader beckoned to the dwarves behind.

"For three." The dwarf in charge of the translation said immediately.

The dwarf next to the Buaila tribe quickly approached the leader, told the other party's request, and got a reply.

"Two more cans!"

The leader of the Snow tribe shook his head and waved his hand, and the five dwarves picked up the jar, which meant that we would not change it.

"One more can! Six cans for three!" The translator dwarf, the leader of the Buera clan, immediately called out again.

The leader of the Snow tribe nodded, and stretched out his hands to the somewhat annoyed leader of the Buera tribe.

Snapped!
Four palms hit each other.

Although the expressions on their faces seemed to show reluctance, the people in Buaila seemed to be very happy.

To them, a few bracelets are really nothing.

What's more, it wasn't the same gold and flame stones as before.

The bracelet was just the result of throwing gold into the silver-white liquid, applying it on the ironware, and drying it by the wind.

As for the thing that looks like the Flame Stone, it was a kind of very weak stone that they mined.

With this alone, they can be exchanged for the fetish called "wine" of the Snow tribe. How could they lose money?

After the Snow tribe led the dwarves back from the same road and went to a place where they could not see, the Buaila tribe immediately began to revel!

They screamed "Yi Yi" and returned to the cave with the six cans of wine in their arms.

And the leader of the Snow tribe who was leaving was looking at the three gold bracelets inlaid with shiny red gemstones in his hand, laughing so hard that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

The concentration of the six cans of Le Grande wine is nearly [-]% lower than before.

If you add more water, it should be a gift for the dumb Buaila tribe.

They shouted slogans and disappeared into the sky.

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Guo Sen, who could see the thoughts and ideas of both sides, was really speechless.

There are only two words in my heart that I want to vent.

That is--

shit.

The Buaila tribe, these weird sheep-headed races that can only "babble", actually resorted to deception in exchange for Legrue wine!
After they created the method of gilding, they put it to good use in business.

The reason why the leader had so many bracelets on his wrist was that it was a trick to convince the other party that these were real gold bracelets!

They traded these counterfeit bracelets, which were worth less than gold and real fire stones, for much-needed Legrue...

Profiteer!
And look at the Snow family.

The brains of these primitive people are also very good. Even if it seems that they have taken advantage of it, they have to mix one-third of the water into the Legrue wine to seek greater benefits.

He even raised the price, pretending to take it away when the other party hesitated, and got the gold bracelet he wanted at a very small price.

Playing hard to get...

Ah, these profiteers!
It was just a simple barter exchange, but Guo Sen saw the intrigue and intense psychological warfare no less than war!
Of course, if he hadn't been able to read the minds of both parties, no one would know what was going on in their hearts.

However, this is good, even if they are kept in the dark, these two races have still achieved their goals.

Gold-plated, it is also gold.

If it is watered down, it is still wine.

Did you achieve what you wanted? Very good.

It's like in war, both the enemy and the enemy get what they want, and everyone is happy.

In this fierce barter battle, Guo Sen also received a very interesting gift.

The dwarves not only acted as slaves for both the Boela tribe and the Snow tribe.

They even played the role of translators in this interracial transaction.

This, maybe the dwarves have found their own way of survival, right?

Guo Sen was very satisfied with this.

(End of this chapter)