I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 472: Trading with the Dwarves

Besides these races close to the Ox-Head tribe, Tu placed the most importance on the Hadu tribe.

The Snow Wolves’ powerful strength was one reason, but that miraculous little patriarch was the most important reason.

Tu still remembered the astonishment the other party brought him, as well as that confident and spirited appearance. All of it made him firmly believe that the Hadu tribe would definitely get better and better under the other party’s leadership.

Therefore, he spared no effort to help them. Indeed, learning about the current state of the Hadu tribe from Balu and Kiet’s account, everything was within Tu’s expectations, and even several times better than he imagined.

"Balu, Kiet, you two don’t need to participate in the harvest. I will write a reply letter to the little patriarch. You must deliver it safely to his hands." Chief Tu roused himself from his contemplation and spoke to the two Ox-Head tribesmen who had just returned.

Not having to participate in the tribe’s most critical harvest, a sliver of joy rose in Balu and Kiet’s hearts; harvesting was the most tiring work...

Gray Tribe.

Julia was in high spirits, swinging a large hammer and striking hard against a greatsword that was heated red.

"Mom really has spirit lately, and she has a lot of inspiration too. I haven’t seen Mom make so many weapons in a long time."

Her youngest son, A Ky, squatted not far away, speaking to Henry, who was sitting on a rocking chair nearby.

Henry leisurely rocked his chair. Lately, Snow Wolves had been coming continuously to haul bricks, conveniently clearing out the surrounding magic beasts for them. Since coming to the Fantasy Dream Continent, the Gray tribe had never had such a peaceful life. These past few days, he finally got to rest.

The Gray tribe had changed completely. Apart from the bricks prioritized for the Snow Wolves, the remaining ones were all used to build houses. The foundations were already there, so building up was very fast.

The clansmen also followed Joseph’s method and made heated beds in the bedrooms. In cold weather, nothing was more comfortable. It was just that Henry was getting old and couldn’t quite handle the hardness of the heated bed, so he had to spread a thick mattress on top.

Now that the weather was hot and no fire was lit under the bed, the coolness was also very comfortable.

"Chief, Luban and the Snow Wolves are here to haul bricks." Aiden pushed a cart of swamp mud he had just hauled back, smiling as he spoke to Henry. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Henry stood up in surprise. Luban was a talented craftsman, second only to his wife, and knew how to make many strange but very useful things.

Soon enough, Luban indeed walked into the tribe. After greeting the other Dwarves, he went straight to Henry and Julia’s house.

Dwarves wouldn’t pay attention to the outside world when forging weapons. Luban tactfully didn’t disturb her, smiling as he said to Henry:

"Long time no see. I came this time for a new transaction. Our little patriarch wants a large amount of glass to make greenhouses. If the Gray tribe can help, we can tell you the method to increase the purity of glass, and we can also use food and vegetables to trade, or perhaps you would prefer our food?"

Joseph came more often and was used to the cafeteria’s taste. He would bring some sauces, and the Dwarves of the Gray tribe would also taste the flavor incidentally.

Henry laughed loudly, stroking his silver-white beard:

"The Gray tribe lacks no grain or vegetables, but I am very interested in the method to increase glass purity. As for your food, naturally, it is super delicious. If used as a trading item, that would be great."

The two smoothly settled the glass transaction. This matter wasn’t difficult to begin with. The Gray tribe was looked after by the Snow Wolves, and with the addition of practical benefits, it would be strange for Henry to refuse.

Luban still had something to ask him:

"It has been too long; I don’t remember the locations of other Dwarf tribes clearly. This time we need a large amount of glass, and the little patriarch wants to cooperate with a few more Dwarf tribes."

Henry didn’t know exactly what a greenhouse was, but hearing that the little patriarch of the Hadu tribe needed to find other Dwarf tribes, he rejoiced in his heart. Wouldn’t this mean more Dwarves wouldn’t have to live in fear?

In his excitement, he immediately took out graphite, led Luban into the house to find a blank sheepskin scroll, and drew the locations of the Dwarf tribes while writing.

Henry was the longest-living Dwarf. When the Dwarf tribes were forced to split up, Luban and Joseph were still young; how could they know as much as him?

"So the Red Copper tribe is here, and the Iron Hammer tribe..." Luban’s eyes flashed with nostalgia.

Dwarves like them were forced to split into more than twenty tribes. The Fantasy Dream Continent was vast in area, and they were scattered everywhere, like a handful of rice dropped on the sand. Since parting, they had never met again.

They weren’t like beastmen who could rely on their strength to travel outside. Searching for mineral veins exhausted all the Dwarves’ energy.

At this moment, Luban looked at the map drawn by Chief Henry, then looked at those familiar names. Luban couldn’t help but let his thoughts wander, wondering how those companions from years ago were living now.

Without external help, their lives were surely very arduous. The Fantasy Dream Continent was full of dangers; having money alone was not enough.

Luban fully agreed with the little patriarch’s action this time. He was extremely grateful in his heart. He could guess Eric’s intentions; besides truly needing a large amount of glass, there was also the reason of taking the opportunity to help the Dwarves.

Now he hoped most for the Hadu tribe to develop quickly. When they no longer feared attacks from the Golden Kingdom and the Elf tribe, the little patriarch would definitely take all the Dwarves into the tribe.

After agreeing on the glass exchange with the Gray tribe, Luban left the prepared method for increasing glass purity with Chief Henry, then led a few Snow Wolves along, heading toward other Dwarf tribes according to the map.

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"Young Patriarch, what should we do next?"

Kaluo sat on a simple grass mat, asking with a worried look on his face.

Opposite him was Nathan, the current chief of the Black Wolf tribe. It was just that Kaluo had followed Nathan for too long and always forgot that the other party was already the official chief. As soon as the words came out, he was smacked by Sahra next to him.

"I’ve told you so many times, yet you still haven’t corrected it. Fortunately, it’s just us here. If others heard, it would damage the Chief’s prestige," Sahra warned.

Kaluo was in the wrong and dared not refute, only secretly curling his lips.

Nathan sat before a wooden table, holding a cup of water and taking a sip.

Kaluo felt even more uncomfortable inside. Before, the young patriarch didn’t use such a simple tea set, nor did he have such a crude tent, without even a soft cushion.

In recent years, constantly harassed by the Golden Kingdom, and with insufficient food, the Black Wolf tribe had to change territories continuously. Their accumulated wealth was gradually exhausted.

After the tragic great battle last time, although they were lucky to be saved, upon arriving at the Ox-Head tribe’s place, to treat the injured clansmen, the young patriarch had taken out all the remaining money to exchange for a lot of medicinal herbs with the Snake tribe.