Chapter 399

Chen Murong is not as greedy as John Jacob Astor, who has pressed the price of fur so low.

After all, compared with the huge profits brought by these furs, the value of the daily necessities traded with the Indians is negligible.

On this day, the three men walked through the forest for a long time. Chen Mo didn't find the personnel of American fur company, but found an Indian tribe, so Chen Mo rushed there with Victor and James.

The tribe is located on a hill. The terrain is flat and open. Through the forest, there are cone-shaped tents made of straight tree roots and buffalo hide scattered on the open land. Many Indian men and women are busy in the tribe wearing rough leather clothes and pants and traditional Indian style clothes.

At the beginning, the appearance of the three men made the Indians very alert. Nearly ten strong Indian soldiers came quickly and surrounded them with weapons.

In this wild forest, strangers usually mean danger. Usually, the armed purchasing team of American fur company comes most frequently. Those people are armed and domineering. They are not so much businessmen as robbers.

But when they see the person's appearance, they can't help but relax a lot.

Among the three strange intruders, only one adult seemed to have some fighting power, but it was not those white people who looked and color, but more similar to them, which made the Indians feel more friendly.

The other two people behind the man, though white, were two teenagers, and they didn't seem to be threatening.

And all three were bare handed, with the exception of the three big backpacks behind them, they did not carry any weapons.

So several Indian soldiers surrounded the three, but they did not launch an attack, just looked at the three.

Soon, the chief of the tribe got the news and rushed over.

"Outsiders, what do you come to our tribe for?"

Wearing a gorgeous black-and-white crown, the burly middle-aged chief came to the three people through the crowd. He looked at Chen Mo, who was tall and sharp, and asked in Indian.

The three of them were used to this scene for a long time. They were surrounded by a group of fierce Indian soldiers and didn't panic at all. After the chief appeared and asked questions, Chen Mur slowly replied in a very standard Indian language that he had just learned.

"Buy fur!"

When the middle-aged chief heard Chen Mo's standard Indian language, his eyes brightened, and his heart began to feel more good. However, he heard that Chen Mo came to buy fur. The chief couldn't help scanning the two little guys standing behind Chen Mo, and looking at Chen Mo again, his eyes were complicated.

"Young man, you'd better get out of the jungle as soon as possible. If they find out, they won't let you go."

The middle-aged chief, seeing that Chen Mo is not old and still has two and a half children, thought that Chen Mo did not know the situation here and the existence of American fur company, so he kindly advised.

Chen Mo smiled at the chief's kindness.

"We've met several acquisition teams."

"Then you..."

The middle-aged chief was shocked when he heard the words, but he stopped again.

Met several, but can still stand here intact, what does this mean?

The middle-aged chief didn't know if Chen Mo was bragging, but apparently the other side didn't give up the deal as he said.

What should be said has already been said, and the chief no longer talks much, but looks at the huge backpack of three people's grief.

"Let me see your goods."

Hearing this, Chen Mo nodded softly, took the backpack down and took out things from inside.

Sharp knives, strong and durable metal utensils, high-quality white wine with the smell of wine, and many things they have never seen before.

At the beginning, when he saw the things in front of him, the middle-aged chief's expression was normal. The previous purchasing teams had all these things, but the quality didn't seem to be as good as these. With Chen Mo and two little guys constantly pulling out of their backpacks, the chief found that he hadn't seen a lot of things, which made his eyes bright and surrounded by a lot of people The fallen soldiers could not help but smile.

Since the American fur company monopolized the fur trade in the whole Missouri area, it began to significantly reduce the purchase price of fur, and the things exchanged with them are the same. In addition to some daily necessities, it mainly watched the white wine and other consumables from their hands in exchange for fur.

Because they monopolize it completely, no other fur merchants dare to come in and trade with them, so they can only be forced to accept the price and exchange.

Anyway, these fur is just a byproduct of hunting for them. They can't use much by themselves, especially the fur of some small animals such as beavers. If they don't trade, they will be thrown away eventually. It's better to change something useful.

However, this tribe is different from other tribes. Their chiefs found that liquor can not sublimate their spirit as other tribes thought, but paralyze their nerves and bodies, and damage their combat effectiveness. Therefore, they never drink alcohol, and these years' trade also allowed them to exchange enough living materials. For those with American fur company They don't really need a deal anymore.At this time, a large number of new things brought by Chen and Mu make them have a bright future.

"What is this?"

The middle-aged chief pointed to a head size, with a solid metal frame outside, a solid prototype base below, and an arc handle made of thick wire above. In the middle, a transparent glass ball was inlaid, which was firmly fixed in the middle by the upper and lower frames.

"This is the kerosene lamp."

Chen Mo said and motioned to victor. Victor understood. He picked up a box from the side, lit the kerosene lamp and handed it to the middle-aged chief.

The chief looked curiously at the match Victor had struck, and then he took the kerosene lamp and looked at it.

"This kind of lamp uses kerosene as fuel, which can be used for a long time. The flame is protected by a glass cover, and it is not afraid of bad weather such as wind and rain."

When the middle-aged chief smelt his eyes lit, he carefully looked up and down at the kerosene lamp in his hand, and blew hard at the flame. He found that it could not be blown out, which was even more joyful.

Usually, they use torches for lighting. If it's windy and rainy, they can only blacken and hide in the tent. There's no way to do anything. With this weather-free kerosene lamp, it will be more convenient later.