I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village

Chapter 951, Grand Strategy

Translator: Silavin

Li Ya was also somewhat impatient. He retrieved a wooden bowl and removed the wine barrel’s seal.

The moment the barrel’s lid was removed, waves of wine fragrance instantly wafted out, making one immerse oneself within it.

The small wooden house was filled with a rich wine fragrance. Various miscellaneous odours were all diluted.

“Shaman, this wine smells so fragrant. Its taste will definitely be amazing.” Li Ya swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

He forcefully suppressed the impulse to drink a mouthful, slowly passing the wooden bowl forward. His throat could not stop undulating.

Li Ya’s expression was quite complex. His not particularly large eyes were now opened especially wide as he continuously licked his dry lips.

“It indeed smells excellent. I really like this flavour,” Shaman Chen Shao drank a large mouthful fiercely, then revealed an especially satisfied expression.

Seeing this, Li Ya knowingly asked. “Shaman, how does the wine taste? Is it truly that amazing?”

Actually, the other’s expression already explained everything, but he still wanted to hear a definite answer. Precisely because he could not drink it himself, he wanted even more to hear the other’s affirmative reply, even if it tasted bad. At least this could dispel his current disgraceful appearance. Watching this barrel of wine, saliva flowing continuously. It was truly unseemly of a man of his post.

“If you want some, you can also drink a bit. Just don’t drink too much.” Shaman Chen Shao perceived his thoughts.

Truly, Li Ya’s saliva was about to flow out. With that infatuated appearance, any sighted person could tell what he was thinking.

“Really?” Li Ya’s face showed shock, but before receiving a reply, he had already begun pouring wine.

“You’re already pouring it out and you’re still asking me?” Shaman Chen Shao rolled his eyes, asking. “How much of this wine is there? Don’t tell me there’s only this one barrel.”

Li Ya did not respond quickly, because he truly could not resist. He began drinking in large gulps.

After just a few mouthfuls, he finished, because the wine poured was not much. He dared not pour too much.

After finishing the wine, Li Ya deliberately licked the wooden bowl clean, only then raising his head to say. “There’s only this one barrel. No more.”

Actually, the intelligence agents originally brought out three barrels of wine, but those two could not resist the temptation while travelling.

They secretly took out one barrel and finished it. Then, on the journey from the Flame Dragon Tribe to the Dark Scorpion Tribe, which was extremely long, they could not resist drinking another barrel.

Consequently, only one barrel remained to be handed to Chen Shao. Being able to keep this one barrel was already quite difficult.

Bo and Luc had originally planned to drink half of the remaining barrel, but once the barrel lid was opened, it would be easily discovered. So, the two could only reluctantly stop themselves.

“So few? Don’t tell me the Flame Dragon Tribe doesn’t have much either,” Shaman Chen Shao’s expression instantly darkened.

Having lived this long, he had truly never drunk anything this delicious. The wine’s fragrance was excellent, the taste was good. All left endless aftertaste.

“That’s not the case. The intelligence agents said this wine is relatively abundant at the Flame Dragon Tribe. Going to the Flame Dragon Tribe means drinking quite a lot.”

Li Ya kept holding that wooden bowl, savouring the wine’s taste, then continuing. “They say there are different flavours. This is only one of them.”

“Oh? This wine has different tastes?” Shaman Chen Shao was moved, wanting to try the other flavours.

“Yes, Shaman. Should we send people to bring some back?” Li Ya asked, his heart also beginning to anticipate the Flame Dragon Tribe.

The previous ceramic had already made him quite fond, though it hadn’t yet reached the point of absolutely needing to visit the Flame Dragon Tribe.

This wine’s taste had completely conquered him. The instant the wine opened, he had already fallen in love with them.

“Send people to look. I really like this wine.” Shaman Chen Shao agreed without hesitation, continuing to ask: “Besides these, what other good items does the Flame Dragon Tribe have? Bring everything out.”

“Yes. There’s also linen. They say it’s different from other Tribes’,” Li Ya passed the linen forward.

The linen in his hands was dyed. It was pale yellow with some brown, previously soaked in tomato juice.

Shaman Chen Shao received the linen. His eyes instantly widened. Both hands continuously rubbed up and down on the linen, feeling this linen’s texture.

Although they currently wore linen, they were encountering such high-quality linen for the first time. The linen’s colour was also very different.

Their linen was generally quite stiff, colours all brownish black. Clearly, it was incomparable to the Flame Dragon Tribe’s linen.

“Shaman, the linen’s quantity isn’t much. Just these two pieces,” Li Ya said.

When coordinating with Bo and Luc, he had already touched this linen. He had been shocked enough then. After all, this was the Dark Scorpion Tribe. What good items didn’t their Tribe possess? The best items all had to be supplied to the Dark Scorpion Tribe.

But this current linen was clearly the best, directly surpassing their existing linen by several streets.

“This linen’s texture is excellent. A rare fine product. Keep it.” Shaman Chen Shao was quite satisfied.

He had already decided what to do with this linen. He would make an excellent-textured cloak. Wearing it when presiding over ceremonies would definitely be great.

The other piece would make clothing. Wearing it would provide excellent comfort. Thinking this, he felt somewhat impatient.

“Yes. Shaman, look at this too. Also only the Flame Dragon Tribe has it.” Li Ya retrieved another item and passed it forward.

Shaman Chen Shao received the small wooden jar. Opening it revealed white powdery substance. His index finger extended inside, touching a bit and withdrawing to examine.

When touching this white substance, his gaze flickered. This texture felt very familiar, yet somewhat different.

Shaman Chen Shao brought the white substance to his nose and smelled it, then placed it in his mouth to test the taste. His eyes instantly brightened.

He looked at that small wooden jar’s contents in disbelief, shocked. “This is actually salt? This thing is actually salt? How can it be so white?”

Correct. This small wooden jar contained salt sent from the Sea Fish Tribe.

“Yes, Shaman. When I first saw it, I was also incredulous. Such white salt. It is truly too shocking,” Li Ya said immediately.

“The Flame Dragon Tribe is truly miraculous. To actually have such excellent items. The salt’s taste is very pure, not bitter at all,” Shaman Chen Shao was shocked.

Although he did not know what pure salt tasted like, after trying the Flame Dragon Tribe’s salt, he dared state with complete confidence that this salt was pure.

“Shaman, what should we do next?” Li Ya asked curiously.

“We must properly experience the Flame Dragon Tribe. If it’s truly this amazing, then…” Shaman Chen Shao suddenly fell silent. The smile on his face was inexplicably chilling, as if he had conceived some grand strategy.

Li Ya did not dare speak further. His heart roughly understood what the other was thinking.