I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village Chapter 261: Playing Hard to Get

More and more people gathered around, reaching twenty to thirty people now. It was quite different from when there were only two or three people initially passing by.

Da Gua watched the crowd intently from the side, ready to intervene imdiately if anyone had ill intentions.

People in the crowd were pushing forward eagerly, afraid they might miss seeing the ceramic.

“Hey! Don’t push ! I haven’t seen them yet!”

“You’ve been looking for so long, why do you still need more ti!?”

“Those who’ve already seen them should step aside. Let us look too! If you don’t want to trade, I do.”

“That’s right, I have many good things to trade for these ceramics. If you’re not interested, move aside.”

The crowd was chattering away. Everyone wanted to see what these ceramics looked like, as those who saw them first had highly praised them.

“Everyone, don’t push. Take your ti. Those who genuinely want to trade for these ceramics can co forward. Those who just want to look can wait.” Mai Mang shouted.

He was exhausted from maintaining the order, as people kept jostling around. He was worried they might break the ceramics.

“How can we trade for these ceramics? I want one!” An adult from the crowd asked.

“Yes, I want to trade too.” Another person pushed forward, saying irritably, “Make way, I want to trade!”

“You’re not the only one who wants to trade! I want to as well! So, just wait your turn!” The person being pushed angrily responded.

“One ceramic piece for one bag of dried at. If you want them, bring dried at to trade for them. Dried at will be used as the primary commodity to be traded.” Mai Mang said while using both hands to protect the ceramics.

The crowd was stunned at first, thinking one bag of dried at for a piece was a bit expensive.

Those who had been pushing forward stopped and stood straight, staring at the ceramics in a daze.

So who had seen the ceramics up close and touched them were already deeply impressed by them. They were not scared off by the price of one bag of dried at. In fact, they thought it to be acceptable after so consideration.

Mai Mang noticed everyone’s different reactions and asked, “Who still wants them? Those who want them, bring us dried at. Those who don’t can leave. Don’t crowd around too much, a ton of other people would like to see.”

He said this deliberately, implenting the strategy Su Bai had taught them before leaving.

Now, Mai Mang and his group understood the principle of playing hard to get. Only by appearing unconcerned about whether others wanted to trade and maintaining a calm deanour would the other party beco anxious.

“Let look again. I didn’t bring that much dried at with today, what a sha…” Soone in the crowd backed off.

“Sa here, my dried at is for trading other things. I don’t have any extra to trade right now…” another person helplessly said.

Gradually, so onlookers moved to the side. It was not that they did not want the ceramics. The main reason was that they ca from Small Tribes, and did not bring much dried at. If they traded for these ceramic pieces, they would not be able to trade for other things.

Though so could not afford them, there were still many who could.

Most of them ca from Mid or Large Tribes. Due to their size and resources, they naturally brought plenty of dried at to the Spotted Deer Tribe to trade.

“I want to trade, give one. I’ll take it back for our Shaman and Chieftain to see. They might like it.” Soone in the crowd said.

“I’ll trade for one too. One bag of dried at, right? I can afford it.” Another person stated.

“I want two. I happened to bring lots of dried at this ti so I have plenty.” So generous individuals in the crowd declared.

The special ceramics, along with their unique patterns, captivated them all. Their unique shapes, cool touch, and colours were things they had never seen before.

Currently, most Tribes primarily used stone bowls, with wooden bowls being rare because they were not simple to make, so only Large Tribes had wooden bowls.

Stone bowls were very heavy, and to match the capacity of ceramic bowls, they would be even heavier.

While Totem Warriors and Warrior Trainees could manage them, ordinary people would not be able to hold them with one hand. Using both hands would make it inconvenient to eat.

Thus, hardly anyone used stone bowls; most people put at on leaves, which was a simpler thod.

Wooden bowls were not accessible to ordinary people either, mostly used only by the Tribe’s Shamans, Chieftains, and other leaders. The rest all ate at wrapped in leaves, not having the luxury of a bowl.

“Those who want to trade, bring your dried at. Hurry up. It will be first co first served.” Mai Mang called out. He deliberately shouted aloud. Although many thought one bag of dried at for a piece of ceramic was a bit much, the crowd grew larger instead of smaller.

Even at that cost, many still wanted a piece. After all, they were light, convenient, and beautiful.

In this primitive age, having such nice items naturally made people eager, especially since the quantity was limited. This made them want to trade even more.

“Wait for , I’m going to get it right away. I definitely want one.” Soone in the crowd shouted.

“ too, please save one for .” Another person called out.

The original onlookers gradually left, hurrying away to get dried at.

Mai Mang noticed more than half the crowd leaving and felt relieved. He roughly counted and realised the departing people would later purchase most of the ceramics they had.

Among those remaining, many were still hesitating, so debating whether to trade, while others were unable to afford it.

Mai Mang began wrapping the ceramic patterns in leaves one by one, calling out while wrapping, “You need to hurry. There are not many left.”

He wrapped all the chosen ceramic patterns in leaves to ensure they could be safely carried back. This was to prevent any breakage that would lead to complaints.

“I… I want one too!” Soone in the crowd finally decided.

“No problem, another one had an owner now. Only ten left. Hurry up if you want them, if those of the Spotted Deer Tribe sees them, they might take them all away.” Mai Mang said, patting his belly with a smile.

Originally their location had few people, but now, over a hundred had gathered.

These included people shopping at the Spotted Deer Market, vendors, and mbers of the Spotted Deer Tribe.

The growing crowd was due to the first batch of viewers spreading the word as they left, causing many more to co see what was happening.

Such situations were rare at the stalls, which usually attracted at most a dozen people. This was the first ti a hundred people had gathered.

The first group who left to get dried at all returned, and handed their dried at to Mai Mang. After receiving advice on how to handle ceramics, they happily took theirs back with them.

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