usatvline Chapter 140: Lots of Good Things
Chapter 140: Lots of Good Things
Having confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the pottery, the old priest nodded to Hu Luan. Hu Luan understood, waved his hand, and the tigers behind him carried over the animal hides and meat.
They were honest; Lin Baiyan estimated that each of those wild beasts weighed over four or five hundred pounds, and even more.
The animal hides were all intact, and it was clear that they had been carefully stored.
Lin Baiyan stepped forward and gave a brief inspection, then nodded to Lang Cang behind him.
He turned his head and smiled, "If there's another opportunity in the future, we can do business again."
The beastmen from the Azure Flame Tribe behind them rolled up their animal hides and stuffed them into their baskets.
The old priest stared intently at their exquisite and sturdy baskets, his eyes glued to them.
This thing is so convenient!
Lin Baiyan followed their gaze and saw the baskets carried by his own tribe, a look of understanding appearing in his eyes.
He took a few steps, took three baskets from several male orcs, and handed them to the old priest.
The old priest hurriedly took it and examined it carefully. He wondered how the basket was made, with layers stacked on top of each other, making it sturdy and durable.
His cloudy eyes were full of affection.
Lin Baiyan then spoke up, "This thing is called a basket. It's a tool unique to our tribe. When the sub-beastmen go out to gather, they can bring back more food by carrying baskets."
Sure enough, with each sentence Lin Baiyan spoke, the old priest's eyes lit up a little more.
When their tribe went out to gather plants, they would carry them in their hands, or better off, they would use large banana leaves to hold the plants.
Animal hides can be made into hide bags, but in the eyes of the beastmen, these things are equivalent to supplies that can be used to exchange for food, and they are reluctant to waste animal hides.
The old priest was completely smitten.
He hesitated, unsure how to bring it up with Lin Baiyan.
Seeing this, Lin Baiyan smiled warmly and said, "Consider these three baskets as a bonus for the Silver Tiger Clan."
Lin Baiyan wasn't worried that they would take the baskets back and learn how to weave them.
These baskets were nothing special to Lin Baiyan; nowadays, almost every beastman in the Cangyan tribe knew how to weave such baskets.
But it was different for the Silver Tiger Clan. Lin Baiyan looked around and saw that these tigers were all very rugged and unrestrained.
He doesn't look like the kind of orc who can settle down and tinker with a basket.
Even if they manage to make it up, so what? It's not an important technology.
Therefore, he said those words with complete confidence and ease.
The old priest was overjoyed when he heard Lin Baiyan say this, and quickly thanked them.
Hu Luan listened to their mutual flattery from the side, his eyes constantly glancing to the side.
He chuckled twice, rubbing his large hands together. "Little priest, may I go and take a look at your 'thing'?"
He pointed to the cart next to the orcs.
Hu Luan had spotted this strangely shaped creature long ago, and the male beastmen of the Cangyan tribe grabbed a rope and ran off with it.
At this moment, they were loading game onto the cart.
Lin Baiyan brought out the most basic flatbed cart this time, which only had a fence around it. There were a few other flatbed carts with canopies in the tribe, but he couldn't bear to bring them out.
Upon hearing this, Lin Baiyan turned his gaze to Lang Cang questioningly.
Lang Cang nodded slightly to him. He had never intended to hide the existence of the cart, otherwise the cart would never have appeared in front of the Silver Tiger Clan.
Hearing Hu Luan say this, the old priest also looked at the cart next to him with great interest. He was slightly puzzled as to why they would drag such a heavy wooden plank over.
Seeing that Lang Cang had agreed, Lin Baiyan nodded to Hu Qiu beside him. Hu Qiu understood and handed the rope of the cart to Hu Luan.
Hu Luan took the rope but didn't know how to use it, looking at them blankly. Hu Qiu simply transformed into his beast form and put the rope around his neck.
Then, with a burst of energy, he leaped, and the two wheels slowly began to slide, the wheels turning little by little, and the cart started to move.
The group of tigers from the Silver Tiger Clan stared in disbelief at the flying plank.
By the God of Beasts!
There were two raging bulls on that cart, how did this male orc manage to pull them along so easily?!
Seeing their wide-eyed surprise, Lin Baiyan felt a little smug. He and Hu Jiang had tried it several times, and this cart could carry a weight of over a thousand pounds!
However, the wooden wheels need to be carefully maintained after each use.
Thinking of this, Lin Baiyan sighed slightly, thinking that something made of iron would be more durable.
However, these simple wooden wheels were enough to amaze these tigers for a while. You could see them staring with wide eyes, unable to even utter a word.
The old priest stared at the cart for a long time before he came to his senses. "Did you make this too?"
Lin Baiyan smiled and nodded.
The tigers, big and small, standing nearby, were even more excited, their eyes gleaming as they looked at the cart on Tiger Hill's back.
Hu Luan especially liked it. After Hu Qiu stopped, he was the first to pull the cart around a few times, not even bothering to exchange pleasantries with Lin Baiyan and the others.
Although Hu Yang was physically present with them, his heart had already flown to the cart.
The old priest looked at the clan leader, who was playfully approaching, and felt a slight headache. Then, looking at the group of eager tiger cubs behind the clan leader, his headache worsened.
These people, big and small, are all disorganized and unreliable!
It's really worrying him, an old man!
The old priest had no choice but to shoulder the responsibility for the entire family. He sighed softly, "I'm sorry you had to see this."
Lin Baiyan smiled slightly, "It's nothing, Chief Silver Tiger is quite unrestrained."
He didn't mention that the male orcs in their tribe acted the same way when they first saw the cart.
It's best to save them some face at this point.
Hearing Lin Baiyan say this, and looking at the clan chief Lang Cang who had been following him, he was calm and reliable at such a young age, which was in stark contrast to Hu Luan who was running around like crazy with a cart on his back.
The old priest was deeply worried about the future of his Silver Tiger clan.
The old priest was tempted once again after seeing the convenience of the cart.
What kind of tribe is the Azure Flame Tribe? How come they keep producing so many amazing things?
The old priest sighed deeply, then looked kindly at Lin Baiyan, "This old man has been rude; I didn't know you people here..."
He stammered before he could finish his sentence, still not knowing what this big guy was called...
Lin Baiyan added at the opportune moment, "This thing is called a handcart."
The old priest nodded quickly. "Yes, I wonder if you'd be willing to trade this cart?"