I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 108: Presiding Over the Exchange

Everyone from the Hadu tribe burst out laughing.

Max gently patted Eric’s head, then pointed to the items on the wooden plank:

"Not just the cups, but also these bowls, plates, and this clay pot, were all fired by his hand."

A moment ago, these people only had eyes for the food, completely ignoring the containers holding it.

Hearing Max say that, they lowered their heads to look. Sure enough, although stained, they could still recognize that the items were made of the same material as the cups in their hands.

Amidst everyone’s jaw-dropping expressions of astonishment, Eric scratched his chin.

He was just standing on the shoulders of giants. Seeing everyone so amazed, he actually felt a little embarrassed.

"Now I truly understand why you let a child be the tribe leader..." Bi dazedly repeated what Tribe Leader Karin had just said.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Eric, the movement so abrupt it startled him.

"Are you really a Snow Wolf child? How can you be so talented!"

Before Eric could think of how to answer, Thomas showed his displeasure.

Why did everyone like to say such things? This was clearly a slight against their Snow Wolves!

"It’s more than that! I’ve long said Eric is very smart! Every few hundred years, a genius appears in each race. Now it’s our Snow Wolves’ turn, so what!" Thomas retorted through gritted teeth.

Tribe Leader Karin was a Snow Wolf around Thomas’s age. Worrying about the tribe daily, his face was also deeply weathered. At this moment, his expression was filled with envy.

"Then why is it a child from your tribe?" Karin said in anguish. "It’s unfair! Why not our tribe!"

They were both Snow Wolves, what were they lacking? Why didn’t such a miracle fall upon them!

Hearing their tribe leader say this, the people of the Karin tribe all showed indignant agreement.

Whether it was the delicious food or the self-made pottery, the Hadu tribe was making visible progress toward a better life. How could that not make them envious?

Thomas smiled so broadly that the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to fill in. He originally had the sharp, deep features of a Westerner, but his smile right now made him look like a foolish uncle.

Although Tribe Leader Karin knew Thomas’s character—that he wouldn’t abandon his fellow tribesmen when they fared better—he still couldn’t stop his envy and admiration. The more he looked at Thomas’s smile, the more it irked him.

The Karin tribe’s pottery also depended on human merchant caravans, requiring a large expenditure for trade every year.

After all, no matter how careful they were, the Snow Wolves’ strength and their living environment destined the pottery to have a shorter lifespan.

Tribe Leader Karin reduced the strength in his hand and retracted his sharp claws, afraid of damaging the glossy, gleaming ceramic cup before him.

He had never seen pottery of such good quality before. The things humans used to trade with them weren’t considered top-grade goods either.

Even Bi, from the wealthy Ox-Head tribe, stroked the cup incessantly. Not only did it feel wonderful to hold, but the ceramic was also incredibly dense and smooth.

He glanced at the large clay pot nearby; one look at its texture told him it wouldn’t crack easily, much better than the humans’ items.

After thinking for just a moment, Bi guessed the Hadu tribe’s purpose in bringing the pottery. It definitely wasn’t just for use on the road.

As far as he knew, the Snow Wolves were not beastmen who paid such close attention to detail.

"How much pottery did you bring?" Bi cut straight to the point, his gaze sharp.

As the person dispatched by the tribe leader to arrange dealings with other beastmen tribes, Bi was naturally highly regarded, held a not-low status in the Hong Thao tribe, and was also a candidate for the next tribe leader.

Except for the Golden Kingdom and the Black Wolf tribe, which had been influenced by humans and started a hereditary system, other tribes respected the talented and virtuous. Every tribe leader had to undergo a careful selection process to take the position.

Thomas’s desire to pass the position to Max was also because Max himself worked very hard and was the tribe’s number one warrior, but as it turned out, Eric appeared midway.

Having interacted for many years, Thomas knew Bi could make decisions about trade, so he said gravely:

"We only started firing pottery this fall, and we were too busy, so we didn’t make much. Only fifty clay pots. Plates, bowls, and cups, a little more, but only a hundred of each."

Everyone was extremely busy during the fall.

Jessica was busy with work in the kitchen. Grass, Max, and Michael were warriors and also had to gather more food; they could only spare a little time each day to make greenware.

Most of it was made by Eric, who was relatively free before the weather turned cold.

Later, when the temperature dropped and the water began to freeze, processing the clay and making greenware became more troublesome.

Eric only made a few more and stored them in the cellar to dry. Of course, it still took several months to finish a batch.

This quantity was clearly just a drop in the ocean for the populous Hong Thao tribe. The expressions of the Ox-Head tribe members all became a little regretful.

However, something was better than nothing. Especially with the accompaniment of Tribe Leader Karin standing aside, so envious he was about to bite his handkerchief, Bi still felt satisfied.

"Your Hadu tribe is lucky this year. You have extra pottery, can trade for more food, and you even know how to make such delicious food..."

Tribe Leader Karin lamented from the side, which, combined with his burly figure, created a comical contrast.

Eric chuckled inwardly. As expected of the same race, the focus was always on whether or not it was delicious.

Originally, they had planned to wait until Eric returned after refining the salt to discuss the trade in detail, but since they were already on the topic, they might as well discuss it now.

It was the first time he had to preside over these matters, so Eric still felt a little unaccustomed.

He looked up at his two uncles, Thomas and Joseph. After receiving their encouraging gazes, he said to Bi:

"Actually, we prepared a few other goods this year. You can take a look first."

A Snow Wolf warrior sitting on the outer ring immediately stood up, went to the luggage, and took out the goods.

A moment later, he walked in carrying a ceramic wine jug and a rolled-up fur felt mat.