Start North America 1400: nation building

Chapter 7 [7] Bison Hide
[A red copper comb with poor workmanship. 】

[A red copper handicraft with poor craftsmanship. 】

[Oh, Shet, a finely crafted red copper...]

"To shut up!!"

At home, Zhou Li'an dumped a backpack of 'gold' on the table, and the cheap voice in his head was mocking, and dealt him a second crit damage! !

"You already knew? Why didn't you remind me!"

[If you don’t pay for opening and hanging, then you can only use free limited functions!Listen to my advice, payment is the kingly way, prostitution for free is always heresy]

"your mother died!"

[Hee hee, hurry up, you hurry up again! 】

Of course Zhou Li'an was angry, but that was all.

The ultimate goal of searching for gold is not easy to achieve, but today there is a windfall.

The United States claims to be the founding country of fur.

After the 19th century, a total of 6000 million North American bison were slaughtered to the brink of extinction. A large amount of fur was sent to Europe to make various leather goods, horns became handicrafts, and even bones were turned into fertilizer. As for bison, it was also a period of time. A family meal.

In the 15th century, it was difficult for the natives to understand the difference between gold and copper.

It is difficult to solve this problem at least until the activation system successfully achieves communication.

But the fur does not need to be identified.

Zhou Li'an thought of the dozens of tents in the tribe, which were all made of cowhide.

The throne of the gods on the altar is probably the fur of the North American gray wolf. Looking back now, these things are worth as much as gold.

North American natives are experts in tanning fur, handmade custom...

"$1500? Less!"

Zhou Li'an knew very well that the old man in the pawn shop would definitely lower the price.

However, before the official transaction, he didn't need to waste his time haggling over the price. He would naturally understand the value of the fur when the real thing was in front of him. At that time, it would no longer be a buyer's market, but a seller's market.

The North American bison has only been revived in recent years, and bison hide is a scarce commodity.

There are very few circulations in the market, and most of them exist in individual workshops and craftsmen.

Rare things are more expensive, and this time I will definitely make a lot of money.

Assuming a price of 2000 knives, 500 bison hides can save enough money to activate the system.

For the total of 6000 million in North America, it is like a drop in the ocean.

The total value of 6000 million buffalo hides exceeds [-] billion. Of course, Zhou Li'an can't really make money by slaughtering all the buffalo hides. He just lamented that the history of "building a country with fur" is not groundless.

The ultimate goal is to get gold.

But before activating the official system to get [language pack], Zhou Li'an decided to suspend the southern exploration plan.

He sketched out a rough plan framework on a piece of paper.

Then stick it on the wall at home, always reminding myself——

There is a long way to go to build a nation.

……

1400 5 Month 9 Day.

Light rain.

Zhou Li'an watched people kneeling in the rain, smelling the fragrance of the soil, and his mind was peaceful.

Because there is nothing to be ashamed of.

When he acquired the system, he thought carefully about the future.

If he didn't unify North America as a god, then a hundred years later, the aborigines in North America would only welcome a group of demons.

I haven't seen you for a day.

There are new changes in the tribe, not just people's spirits.

On the location of the altar yesterday, the old lady ordered people to build a new tent. It is no longer the triangular roof they lived in, with a small space, but a large tent similar to a yurt.

The old lady enthusiastically introduced the dwelling they worked so hard to build for God.

Get Zhou Li'an's satisfied smile.

The old lady danced and gestured for what she wanted to express.

It wasn't until Zhou Li'an saw that the tribal leaders assembled their men, put on leather rucksacks, and prepared to set off with salt, that he probably understood what the old lady meant...

"Is this to help me find gold?"

"Light, light gold..." The old lady nodded.

Zhou Li'an smiled wryly, now he needs to get another pile of red copper, so he can open an Indian folk jewelry shop.

He shook his head and took out his mobile phone, already prepared.

If you don't understand the language, let's look at the pictures and talk.

Buffalo, beaver, wolf, everything.

There was no hesitation in offering sacrifices to the old lady, and immediately mobilized the entire tribe after accepting the decree.

Soon, fur piled up like a hump was placed in front of Zhou Li'an.

He was excited.

Most of them are buffalo hides, and there are also a few wolf skins.

After counting, the total number is 38. Even with the quotation of the profiteer old man, so many buffalo hides will bring Zhou Li'an an income of 57000 knives.

Isn't this more fragrant than fake gold jewelry?
As for more rewards, there is no rush.

120 kilograms of salt is enough for the tribe to exchange all the materials it needs.

For a period of time, Zhou Li'an can prostitute their fur for free.

At the same time, he opened the picture of gold again, shook his head and told the old lady that it was no longer necessary to collect gold, but changed to: "Hide, more skin."

The old lady understood, and then went to find the merchant team that was about to set off.

After she left.

Zhou Li'an found the injured and changed his dressing.

After it was over, he glanced at the girl who was standing in his account the whole time, waiting for orders.

With the fur, flash away.

Even though the girl had seen this scene many times, she was still taken aback, and finally knelt on the ground, silently reciting the prayer taught by the witch.

Not long after, the old lady returned and found that only the girl was left. She frowned and said, "Has the god left?"

"Yes, witch...but, but the gods did not leave a new decree."

The old lady was not worried. Since God told her to collect furs, it would definitely come again.

At this time, she paid more attention to the girl and sized her up carefully.

The girl didn't move, she lowered her head shyly.

After waiting for a while, the old lady said: "Xue Nu, are you willing to become a witch who serves the gods like me?"

The girl was pleasantly surprised and nodded frantically: "Wu, I am willing."

"Good boy, from today onwards, you will follow me. You are a child favored by God. Just like your name, it symbolizes purity. You are the daughter of Snow Mountain. When you were born, no one thought that you would live come down."

"Move out of the mountain climbing house, I will let people build a new tent next to God's residence... Besides, you have to wash up..."

The old lady looked at Xue Nu thoughtfully.

……

Grocery street, pawn shops.

Zhou Li'an is here again.

The doorbell rang when the door was pushed open. The old man at the counter put down the newspaper and looked at Zhou Li'an in surprise: "It's you again."

Zhou Li'an didn't talk nonsense, and put the trolley case on the glass counter.

The bang made the old man feel distressed, but he couldn't scold him. He was obviously more curious about what Zhou Li'an brought.

Open the box.

A whole folded buffalo hide was stuffed into a suitcase.

The leather texture of the large grid instantly made the old man exclaim: "Madfake!! You really got it? Is this bison leather?"

Zhou Li'an still didn't speak, put the box on the ground, and spread the buffalo hide on the counter.

The leather is dark red and slightly harder.

Zhou Li'an clearly saw the old man's Adam's apple rolled several times, and he already had a calculation in his heart: "Purely handmade vegetable tanned cowhide, let's make a price..."

The old man subconsciously opened his mouth.

Zhou Li'an interrupted with a sneer: "If you want to tell me 1500 knives, I will turn around and leave. You can try."

"Fake..." The old man choked up, cursed, then helped the tortoiseshell eyes on his face, looked at Zhou Li'an seriously, and changed to a crappy Yuepu for the first time: "Oh pretty boy, what do I call you?" La?"

"Zhou Li'an."

"Ah Zhou Sheng, we are all from our compatriots, our own people don't lie to our own people... How about $2000?"

"5000." Zhou Li'an didn't even blink his eyes.

The old man gritted his teeth angrily: "It's impossible, 2500."

"5500."

"???" The old man's eyes widened, almost hitting his throat with a single sentence.

He can see that Zhou Li'an is not easy to fool around, and he didn't play the emotional card yesterday, so it is impossible to use his compatriots to build relationships now.

The old man switched to English, with a serious look: "3000 dollars, this is the real price, unless you go to a big city to find a channel, otherwise no one in Oregon will bid more than me."

"3500."

"Impossible!"

"I have 34."

"No... hell." The old man's face turned red, he hurried out of the counter, locked the door, and pulled down the shutter door.

When he came, he stared at Zhou Li'an eagerly, as if he wanted to see through his soul, and lowered his voice as if conducting an underground transaction: "There are really 34?"

(End of this chapter)