Chapter 390 (2/2)

The trunks they had cut down on the way were placed on the ground to act as a frame. The large rolls of burlap were unfolded afterwards. There were many places with holes in the cloths, but no one cared since they could still use it.

The people of Taihe tribe had built theirs next to the Flaming Horns tribe’s. When one saw everyone’s movements, one could tell they were skilled. The division of labor was clear.

After a few tents were set up, the crowd unloaded the goods and put them inside, leaving a man to keep guard. The others took out pieces of animal skins, spreading them out on their arms or putting them on simple shelves so that interested traders or slave owners of Anba City could look at them better.

Shao Xuan helped set up a good tent and spread his animal skins too for people to look at. Although the people of the Taihe tribe also brought animal skins, they also brought some others.

The people of the Taihe tribe knew a lot about herbs, so every time they came over, they would bring some herbs to sell. These sell faster than the skins.

A man who was holding some stuff passed by Shao Xuan’s area but with one look, he immediately turned away.

Shao Xuan remained calm, turning to look at what the other tribesmen were fiddling with elsewhere.

There were many people selling animal skins and bones around. There was also a variety of stuff that slave owners liked to use as raw materials to make things.

He did not take out the glowing stone at first. Shao Xuan intended to observe the trading first, then set the price.

The market was noisy. In order to attract the eyes of the purchaser, they’d shout out exaggerated stories about the goods in their hands. One said he took the skin from an adult striped beast deep in the mountains. Another said he had the skin of a cave lion king beast. They all vied for the customer’s attention.

Although they were loud, it was a pity the Flaming Horn people were selling adult bearskin. Their product simply could not rival the stall opposite them, selling smaller pieces of bearskin. These people claimed they were the skin of fearsome bear beast cubs but a customer called them out with a touch, saying it was just a common cave bear, not the fearsome bear beast they claimed it was. The seller denied this.

Several people started pushing and yelling. Some of the stones used to stabilize the poles holding the tent were kicked around, one of which rolled towards Shao Xuan.

This was just one of those common things that everyone could pick up anywhere or was thrown by the people who come here. They were all ordinary stones.

Shao Xuan picked up the stone that rolled to his feet and looked at it. The stone was not good enough to be a tool, but it was good enough for other things.

After a thought, Shao Xuan took out a small stone hammer and a knife he had made in the tribe from his selection of tools.

Ding. Ding. The sounds of him working on his tools cut through the shouts and fights.

Some people followed the noise to see exactly what was making this sound. Then, they found that someone was just knocking on some stone!

Shao Xuan, with a small stone hammer on his hand, hammered so fast that his other hand had to keep turning the stone to knock at the right places. When the shape became irregular, he had to apply changes at a speed not visible to the naked eye.

“What is that?!”

With the widespread use of gold and pottery, stone tools were always the most easily overlooked. Therefore, seeing Shao Xuan dealing with some stone, a few who came to see the animal skins suddenly had an interest in him. Since they were bored, they turned around to watch.

One of the men was particularly conspicuous. He was dressed in a brown animal leather coat, his tall, burly body squeezing steadily between the people in front as if the crowd had no effect on him. His two large palms were like fans, shoving away the men in front of him and the people would only realise it after it happened.