Yamamoto nodded happily: "You can ask just if you don't have one. Even if there isn't, it's okay. We can exchange some other items."

Looking at the orcs sincere appearance, Ying San thought for a while and asked in his ear: "Does the orcs in your tribe have worm diseases?"

When Shan Sen and another orc from the mountain tribe heard the three words "worm disease", their faces changed drastically. After a while, they recovered. They looked at Ying San with some strangeness: "Well, many tribe members in our tribe have them. What do you ask about this?"

Ying San smiled and said, "If this is the case, I will give you a suggestion. You can use the hunted beasts to exchange for a kind of medicine powder for the treatment of insect disease."

"Do your tribe have medicine powder that can cure insects?"

Ying San proudly raised his chin: "Of course, and this medicine powder for treating insect disease is not cheap, do you?"

"I... can we exchange?" Yamamoto was a little flattered.

They have heard of the medicine powder for treating insect disease, and it was spread by an orc who wandered through the Enilu Forest.

It is said that it was configured by a witch doctor disciple. As long as you take that kind of medicine powder, you will never get worm disease again. It is very magical.

Ying San nodded: "I have three servings of medicine powder for treating insect disease in my hand now. If you want it, I can exchange it for you."

Another mountain tribe orc had a look full of doubt in his eyes: "You have?"

Ying San nodded: "These medicine powders can be exchanged for prey in our tribe. This is what I exchanged before. It is useless to keep them all the time. Or are you?"

Looking at their uncertain eyes, Ying San knew that they were doubting the authenticity of the medicine powder, so they took out a small leaf bag from their arms and handed it to Shan Sen: "This is a medicine powder. If you don't believe it, you can find a beast to try it, preferably from your own tribe.

If it doesn't work, then forget it.

If it works, you can give me the items equal to the bag of medicinal powder, how about it?"

After Eagle San's words, the suspicion in Yamamoto and another orc dissipated a lot.

Shan Sen looked at him: "I wonder how to exchange these three packs of medicine powder?"

Ying San looked at him with a smile: "Give all three packs of medicine powder to you, just give me a Humph beast."

Three packs of precious medicine powder for treating insect disease are just one Humph beast?

Ying San touched his nose: "Our witch doctor likes the yellow fruits of your tribe very much. When the fruits in your territory are ripe, can you bring some for me?"

This is how the small transaction between the three beasts became established.

At night, Ying San came to the tent of the mountain tribe, holding half of the pickled huh beast in his hand: "You should exchange this half pickled huh beast with a half of the pickled huh beast, or?"

The orcs of the mountain tribe who had long been intoxicated by the cured meat immediately nodded and pounded garlic: "No problem, no problem."

Shan Sen stood up and walked into the tent, and took out a big basket of carries: "There is a whole Hem beast here. We have already dealt with it, you can just take it away.

The remaining one and a half will be sent to you tomorrow when we come back from hunting."

...

The trade fair held by the Watson Tribe lasted for almost ten days, and it was already the eleventh day when the last tribe left.

The orcs who participated in the trade fair left, and the orcs who made salt in the Watson tribe began to get busy again.
Chapter completed!