Chapter 63: Surprising about Crimson City
A group of merchants happily exchanged all their goods for salt. However, the slower-moving merchants had no choice but to enter the market, feeling anxious not to have all the salt exchanged by others. Otherwise, their long journey would be in vain. Furthermore, their tribe members were waiting for them to bring back the snowflake salt.
Moreover, they just heard clearly that they could sell the exchanged salt at a high price. After all, the people of Crimson City said they wouldn't export snowflake salt for sale. In other words, not only could they enjoy the snowflake salt, but they could also make a profit.
Their hearts were filled with excitement, but the precondition was that they needed to exchange for enough salt. Despite seeing bags of salt all along the road, the merchants brought giant beasts to carry goods, and each one could hold a lot of merchandise. It might sell out quickly.
They rushed inside, avoiding contention with those inquiring about salt from Crimson City. Since others had already negotiated, there was no point in competing. They had to find stalls where nobody had inquired yet to ensure they could buy salt.
Zhuang Yu had ensured that the Yunmeng tribe brought enough salt this time for them to purchase, so almost everyone was satisfied with their purchases. There were smiles on their faces, and the people of Crimson City didn't raise prices despite their eagerness to buy, keeping the price stable.
"Our young lord said our salt will have a fixed price regardless of the buyer, so you can buy with confidence."
A unified price would reassure buyers. If some bought at a higher price, they would surely feel unhappy, which wouldn't make for a good experience. Since Zhuang Yu wanted to develop trade in Crimson City, attention to such matters was necessary.
As for buying in bulk, there would be a slight discount, which everyone could understand.
The merchants were indeed relieved. They realized that buying early or late meant the same price, so they no longer envied those who bought salt earlier.
With smiles on their faces, the members of the merchant caravans loaded bags of salt onto their giant beasts one by one. Each bag had been carefully inspected and contained the finest snowflake salt, pure and white, with a perfect salty taste. Just looking at it was pleasing.
Crimson City became lively, with people bustling about, merchants moving salt, and the people of Crimson City exchanging for meat and animal skins.
Seeing the large amount of meat they had exchanged, the people of Crimson City could sustain themselves for a while longer. As long as they could wait for their cattle and sheep to grow, they wouldn't worry so much about consuming meat too quickly.
Now, it truly felt like a market, a center for goods circulation.
Amidst the busyness, suddenly, a earth-shattering scream broke the lively atmosphere.
All the sounds suddenly stopped. Although the source of the scream was quite far away, the sound was so loud that it traveled far.
What's going on? Wasn't that the voice of the leader of the Giant Raven Tribe's merchant caravan?
After traveling together for such a long time, the members of the merchant caravans basically knew each other. How could the leader of the Giant Raven Tribe's merchant caravan scream in such a panicked manner?
Could something have happened?
Thinking for a moment, they shook their heads. If Crimson City had ill intentions towards them, there would be no need for such theatrics. This was their stronghold; they could do whatever they wanted.
Since it wasn't possible for people from Crimson City to act behind their backs, the cause of the scream was puzzling.
The leaders of the various merchant caravans said, "You continue moving the salt; we'll go inside and see what's going on."
Although they were from different tribes, at this moment, they were a community of shared interests. What happened to other merchant caravans could also happen to them, so they had to check the situation.
As these merchants hurriedly rushed over, they saw the leader of the Giant Raven Tribe's merchant caravan standing foolishly, motionless, as if stupefied.
Someone familiar quickly asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"
It seemed like he had been frightened by something extraordinary.
The leader of the Giant Raven Tribe was stiff, turning around blankly upon hearing the sound, still immersed in disbelief.
The other merchants looked at him, and he still held a white object in his hand.
Upon closer inspection, they were stunned. Some couldn't help but let out the same screams, while others covered their mouths tightly.
This... What is this?
Their screams attracted many more people, even the other merchants from the caravan who were carrying salt rushed over, fearing something had happened.
More and more people gathered, stacking up in layers.
But they were immediately dumbfounded.
Rubbing their eyes, what... was this?
White as jade, transparent and flawless.
Could it be some kind of rare treasure?
In this world, there are always some rare treasures discovered. Such items are usually treasured by tribes, and the better the item, the more securely it is stored, fearing theft. Such incidents have occurred before.
A group of merchants, their eyes burning with excitement, trembled with excitement. They had actually seen the existence of rare treasures.
Who could be so careless, revealing such treasures?
The merchants were so excited that their words became incoherent.
But a sudden voice interrupted, "Are you going to buy or not? Don't crowd around my stall if you're not buying."
Buy?
The excited merchants couldn't believe it themselves, looking at the stall with blank expressions.
Then everyone gasped in shock.
What did they see?
On the ground, clean animal skins were laid out, with many of these rare treasures placed on them.
The key was that looking around, they could see many of these rare treasures on other stalls as well.
They were stunned.
Aren't such things supposed to be seen once in a millennium? How could there be so many laid out everywhere?
Suddenly, a merchant slapped his thigh, making a sound that seemed like his leg might break, and loudly exclaimed, "They... they are selling these rare treasures at their stalls."
Whoa...
In their minds, items that should have been treasured were being openly sold at stalls.
For a moment, they couldn't believe it, but the truth was right in front of them.
The people at the stalls in Crimson City casually said, "This is our specialty from Crimson City, called porcelain. Isn't it more beautiful than the dull pottery from Red City?"
Look how calm he was, just like their young lord, saying the word "porcelain" without even blinking.
Although, deep down, he was as excited as anything, unwilling to sell these things. Their porcelain was so good, simply the most beautiful things in the world. In his opinion, such things should be collected.
But the young lord said that there would be more and more such things in Crimson City, just a bowl for eating.
My god, just thinking about it was exciting. It's just a bowl for eating, and he wanted to say it so generously, but he couldn't open his mouth so easily.
"Treasure, treasure." The group of merchants went crazy. They were actually selling treasures here.
Everyone went crazy and crowded around, trembling hands picking up the translucent porcelain bowls.
The people from Crimson City quickly reminded, "Be careful not to break them."
Although the young lord had said it was just a bowl for eating, they couldn't treat it as just a bowl.
The merchants were reluctant to let go, holding onto them as if they were precious babies.
The people from Crimson City didn't say much, because they were even more excited at first. This was their treasure from Crimson City.
"Pottery from Red City has never been sold outside, they guard it like treasure."
"I didn't expect Crimson City to even sell such good things. This porcelain looks much more upscale than pottery. Each one is like a treasure."
"Who dares to say in the future that Crimson City doesn't have good things? Just the snowflake salt and porcelain already surpass Red City."
The people from Crimson City listened with joy. Hearing others say that Crimson City was good made them happy. Before, others said that Crimson City was poor, like beggars. It hurt their hearts, but they couldn't refute it and could only endure silently. But now, they didn't need to argue; others said Crimson City was good on their own initiative.
This... was really nice.
The merchants held onto the bowls and said, "Exchange, exchange for one."
In any case, they had to exchange one to take back.
Actually, Zhuang Yu didn't price the porcelain too high, because if it was too expensive, no matter how much the tribes liked it, they wouldn't be able to exchange for much, and his porcelain could be mass-produced.
Such things couldn't be kept secret, because Crimson City would widely use porcelain in the future. If they sold it now at the price of a rare treasure, maybe one or two tribes would buy, but they would definitely realize they had been cheated later on.
Zhuang Yu's purpose is to develop Crimson City, not just to make a quick profit.
For porcelain, he intends to take the mid-to-high-end route, not the luxury route, after all, its essence is daily necessities.
So when the people of Crimson City mentioned the price, a group of merchants thought they misheard, rubbing their ears and repeatedly asking.
Even after confirming multiple times with the people of Crimson City, they still couldn't believe it.
Actually, the price wasn't cheap, it's just that it was far lower than what they had in mind.
"Exchange, I'll exchange more." The group of merchants were ecstatic; they could afford this price, and in their minds, they were taking huge advantage of the situation.
When they brought the porcelain back, what nearby tribes had collected as treasures looked like trash to them. They were not envious anymore.
However, as soon as they voiced their joy, their caravan's people looked embarrassed and said, "Leader, you told us to exchange all our goods for snowflake salt earlier, saying there wasn't much else worth exchanging for porcelain in Crimson City."
"..."
Ouch, their faces hurt. They just finished speaking, and reality smacked them hard in the face? What do you mean Crimson City doesn't have good things? Once this porcelain is spread, the whole world will be amazed.
But what can they do now? They've exchanged all their goods for salt. Even though exchanging for salt wasn't a loss and they especially liked it, they also wanted the porcelain.
If they had to blame something, it's that they brought too few goods.
Gritting their teeth, next time they'll definitely bring more goods.
But what about now? Holding onto those white jade-like bowls, they just couldn't bear to let go.
The people from Crimson City spoke again, "If you're not buying, please put them down. There are others waiting behind."
Turning around, sure enough, there was a group of people eagerly waiting behind them. They might not have goods anymore, but just looking wasn't enough; they also had to touch, and others wouldn't know if they had consumed all their goods.
The merchants holding onto the bowls, as reluctant as they were, felt like they were being robbed of their sons. But what could they do? Dare they snatch? This was the stronghold of Crimson City.
The voice of the people from Crimson City came again, "You don't all need to crowd around here. My tribe also sells porcelain in the back. You can go and take a look. Maybe there will be surprises."
Surprises?
The group of merchants was stunned at first. They didn't believe it at first, because they thought Crimson City couldn't possibly have anything else good.
But now...
Many people started walking forward silently.
Sure enough, not far away, a scream was heard.
At this point, they didn't think there was an accident or something wrong.
Instead, they immediately thought, could it be that they discovered something extraordinary again?
They rushed to the source of the sound like a swarm of bees.
Then, once again, they were dumbfounded.
If the white porcelain they saw just now was considered a rare treasure, what they saw now was even more so. Was it a gift from the gods?
In front of them, were also bowls, but the vivid paintings on the bowls made it hard for people to look away.
There were paintings in this world, but they were usually very abstract, requiring imagination to understand what was being depicted.
But the flowers and plants on these bowls were vibrant and lifelike, even more beautiful than real ones.
And the fish painted on the bowls looked like they were swimming in water.
Just the paintings were already incredibly unbelievable, but combined with being painted on a pottery bowl, wasn't this a gift from the gods?
Some people were already trembling as they picked up the bowls and looked at them, then there was another scream, "This painting... can't be wiped off."
What?
Even murals can be wiped off, right? Although beautiful, paintings will eventually fade due to movement, but now... they say these paintings can't be wiped off?
A group of people started wiping the bowls on their animal skins, then exclaimed, "It really can't be wiped off."
Integrated with the bowl, how could such a beautiful thing exist in this world? They even thought this thing was born naturally.
The people from Crimson City looked distressed, "Be careful."
There were only a few bowls with paintings, personally crafted by the young lord. They couldn't help but feel distressed seeing them being rubbed like that.
The merchants started getting excited again, "Give me one of these bowls."
The people from Crimson City reluctantly stated the price. They cherished these bowls immensely; selling even one was quite painful for them.
Upon hearing the price, the merchants were stunned. It was much more expensive than ordinary white porcelain bowls, but thinking about it, such a price seemed normal.
The group of merchants kept sighing incessantly. This trip was truly worthwhile. Even if they didn't buy anything, just seeing was worth it.
They witnessed the emergence of porcelain, which was even more remarkable than the precious pottery of the Red Great City.
Didn't the people of Red Great City always say that others were barbarians? Only they were the legitimate descendants of the Three Great Tribes, the civilized people. Now, their many years of careful cultivation had been completely shattered.
There were too many onlookers, layer upon layer.
Because there were only bowls with patterns at this stall, unlike white porcelain bowls, which were available at many stalls for them to visit.
The people of Crimson City were surrounded in the middle and couldn't catch their breath. They quickly said, "You might as well take a stroll in our Crimson City market. Maybe there will be more surprises."
The crowd: "..."
The crowd didn't know what to say. How many surprises were waiting for them in Crimson City?
Surprisingly, this statement had some effect. The people outside slowly began to leave, anyway, they couldn't squeeze in here. Perhaps they could continue exploring inside and find something extraordinary.
Just strolling around had a sense of adventure.
They began to scrutinize each stall without blinking.
They walked closer and closer to the gate of Crimson City.
And then...
Everyone stood at the gate like idiots, trembling like they were having a seizure, their faces as excited as if they were bleeding.
Two huge, unbelievably beautiful vases stood under the city gate, with peonies and plum blossoms on the vases, dazzling to the point where people couldn't move their eyes away.
They might not know peonies and plum blossoms, but at this moment, these flowers didn't seem like something that should exist in this world.
Gorgeous, colorful, too beautiful.
The glaze itself was like this; such beautiful colors were rarely seen in reality.
They were so mesmerized that they forgot to scream because screaming couldn't express their current feelings.
The material of the vases should be the same porcelain as before, but the shape of the vases was something they had never seen before.
Magical, incredible, how could such a thing exist in the world?
A group of people began to walk forward absentmindedly, as if there was something irresistible attracting them.
However, this time, as soon as they approached, the people of Crimson City stopped them. "The front is our Crimson City territory, outsiders are not allowed in."
The vases were placed under the city gate to prevent outsiders from entering the city.
There were many elderly and children in the city who had no combat ability. It was impossible to allow a large number of outsiders to enter. As for those tribesmen who wanted to see the market outside, they could come out of the city by themselves without any hindrance.
The merchants were stunned, "We won't enter the city, we just want to take a look..."
Their fingers pointed to the two large vases under the city gate.
The people of Crimson City remained expressionless, hesitated for a moment, and said, "No, you can only look from afar."
In fact, in the past, they could approach the city gate, but the young lord said that their large vases were very fragile. If these clumsy people were to break their vases, they would be heartbroken. Although the young lord said they were just two flower vases, they couldn't treat them as ordinary flower vases.
The group of merchants felt unwilling, but there was nothing they could do. The people of Crimson City had the final say here.
Especially when they saw the people of Crimson City using fine animal skins to wipe the vases, removing the dust, they were envious to death. Even if they were allowed to wipe the dust off the vases, they would be willing.
But this was just wishful thinking, because apart from their own people, no one believed that they were capable. Everyone looked like they would be clumsy, even when wiping the vases, they were very careful.
Although the merchants felt unwilling, they also felt somewhat satisfied to see such extraordinary things in the world.
This look took quite a while.
Then more and more people arrived, and groups of people crowded around the city gate.
Excited discussions and various expressions abounded.
This could definitely be called the liveliest market.
The people of Crimson City were a bit nervous, not because they were afraid these merchants would cause trouble; with their little strength, they could easily kill them. But they were afraid they might accidentally damage their vases. If they were damaged, even killing them wouldn't relieve their anger.
But there was no way. The young lord insisted on placing the vases at the city gate, saying it was to decorate the gate.
While feeling nervous, there was also a sense of pride in their hearts. These merchants all came for their Crimson City, for the things of their Crimson City, how could they not be proud?
Whether it was the patrolling guards, the vendors, or the people from Crimson City who came out to watch the excitement, they all walked with their backs straight, a posture they had never had before.
This was the first market in their Crimson City, and only some peripheral tribal caravans came this time. In the future, as more caravans came, their Crimson City would become lively and prosperous. Just thinking about it, the faces of the people of Crimson City were full of smiles, unable to be concealed.
Zhuang Yu stood on the city wall, actually on the shoulder of a sand beast, but the sand beast was buried by the wind and sand, so its appearance couldn't be seen.
Zhuang Yu looked at the lively crowd below, and couldn't help but smile. It seemed that his market this time was successful.
After these merchants returned and spread the news, more caravans would surely come, and a true trade route would soon form. With a trade route, prosperity would follow. Only then could Crimson City truly embark on the path of development. Everything now was just laying the foundation.
At this time, inside Crimson City, a group of children and young people from Crimson City were also running towards the city. How could such a lively event possibly be without them? After they finished their training, they were ready to go out and join the fun.
Zhuang Yu thought for a moment, then jumped down from the city wall and landed in front of a group of children.
"Big brother Yu, let's go out and play together. I heard that the foreign caravan has arrived."
"Little lord, we also want to go to the market."
They might not know what a market was, but their faces were full of excitement. Many of them, besides the tribes of Crimson City, had never seen the chiefs of other tribes. This was a rare opportunity for them to broaden their horizons.
Zhuang Yu waved his hand and called the group of children over. "The market outside is specifically for trading goods. You can also learn to trade things with adults and people from other tribes when you go out."
The group of children were stunned. "But we don't have anything to trade with them."
Zhuang Yu smiled and took out a mirror from the pocket of a little radish head. It was a very small mirror, with the edges embedded with wood to prevent hand injuries.
These children were very curious and interested in the mirror. Zhuang Yu saw them playing with broken glass, afraid that they would cut themselves, so he taught them this method.
Now, almost every child in Crimson City had a small mirror framed with wood, which they made themselves. They would often take it out and admire themselves, feeling very pleased. Now they knew it was time to tidy up their messy hair.
Zhuang Yu shook the mirror. "Just take this to exchange for meat. The meat you exchange doesn't count as part of the collective resources of Crimson City. It's for you children to have an extra meal."
After all, a market was mainly for trading, so let these little radishes have a good time trading once. The exchanged meat would also give them an extra meal. Children get hungry quickly, and sometimes what they eat at home is not enough.
"Ah." The group of little radishes were ecstatic. "Exchange for meat, exchange for meat."
They kept drooling when they saw meat.
But this mirror was something they made themselves and they liked it very much. Would others really exchange meat with them?
They looked at Zhuang Yu eagerly.
Zhuang Yu smiled and said a number, "Less than this, you can't exchange."
The little radishes' mouths all opened into an "O" shape. It turned out that their mirrors were so valuable.
Zhuang Yu's mouth curved upwards. Although it was just a mirror that a group of little radishes usually played with, it was valuable outside. Moreover, for the people of tribes who were afraid of water monsters even when they looked at their reflection in the water, a mirror was definitely a magical and rare item. Exchanging it for some meat should be no problem.
Zhuang Yu said, "Go ahead, exchange for more meat. I'll ask Aunt Chuncha to make meat soup for you."
"Exchange for meat, exchange for meat." The group of little radishes ran outside like a pack of little wolves with green eyes.
Outside the gate of Crimson City, the bustling market was already filled with people.
Because nothing could be seen when crowded together, it was better for them to go and explore other places first. When there were fewer people, they could come back.
At this time, a group of little radishes rushed out in a frenzy.
The people of the caravan were all stunned. The children of Crimson City were really energetic.
Even the youngest children were holding up their mirrors, their faces flushed as they stared at the others, gesturing with their fingers to indicate a number, "Exchange... for meat."
The people of the caravan were stunned. What was this? A mirror?
They looked down at the children who hadn't even reached their waist yet, and then at the mirrors held up by the children, reflecting their own images.
Although the mirrors were small, they were incredibly magical. These little radishes usually took great care in embedding wood around the mirrors, so they actually looked quite nice.
The people of the caravan were astonished, unable to close their mouths. "What... what is this?"
A chorus of voices from the children replied, "This is a mirror. It can show our appearance. It's so much fun. Don't believe it? Look."
They took turns looking at themselves and then at the merchants.
Then they blinked and looked at the people of the caravan, "Exchange? You'll need at least this much meat."
They were still a bit worried because these small mirrors were just toys they played with. But meat, that was a precious commodity. Usually, their parents would have to go hunting, and it wasn't easy to catch some meat. Could these mirrors, which they played with casually, really exchange for so much meat?
The merchants looked at the clear mirrors and didn't know what to say.
This thing was no less valuable than the porcelain they had seen just now. Yet... it was being exchanged for meat by a group of children.
No matter how miraculous this thing seemed, they were the ones benefiting from it. Just thinking about it, taking this mirror back to their tribe, the women of the tribe would go crazy.
If this kind of mirror had only appeared once, I'm afraid even more meat wouldn't be able to exchange for it, right?
The merchants hurriedly agreed, "Exchange."
No price was negotiated.
The group of little radishes screamed with joy.
They exchanged for meat, more meat than their parents could hunt.
And as the little lord said, the meat they exchanged didn't need to be handed over. It was for the children of Crimson City to have an extra meal.
How good were these mirrors? The merchants knew better than anyone. So the mirrors in the hands of the children were quickly exchanged away. Poor those merchants who had exchanged all their goods for salt, how could they have not thought of leaving some behind? With so many good things, they could only watch with envy.
A group of little radishes ran into the city with the meat. They couldn't carry it all at once and had to come back several times. Their calves were higher than their heads, but they were so happy.
"Let's go grind some more mirrors to exchange for meat."
"Yes, I can grind several in one day. We won't be short of meat."
The joyous laughter of the children seemed to infect the entire Crimson City, and the atmosphere became even more cheerful.
Zhuang Yu even specially set aside a warehouse for these children to store the meat.
Children were the future of Crimson City, how could they let them go hungry?
In Zhuang Yu's heart, even if the adults went hungry for a bit, the children had to eat their fill.
The adults of Crimson City watched the busy children with smiles on their faces. Thinking about how thin they were when they were young, and now looking at these rosy-cheeked children, the changes in their Crimson City were truly significant.
It's so good. Crimson City is their home, and the better it gets, the happier they are.
These children are much stronger than they were when they were young. When they grow up, they will surely be even stronger.
Zhuang Yu did have the intention of improving the lives of these children. After thinking about it, in addition to this meat, he would also give them an egg every morning in the future.
The chickens brought back by the Jiaogang tribe last time had already become accustomed to the grassland of Crimson and had begun laying eggs, and the quantity was not small.
Although it still couldn't meet the needs of all the people in Crimson City, giving a group of little radishes an egg in the morning was still possible.
These little saplings were all flowers of Crimson City, and they would grow into towering trees in the future.
The caravans were supposed to leave after exchanging for salt.
But these merchants were reluctant to leave. They stayed in the outside market for a few more days. They had no more goods to exchange for other things, but they just wanted to explore this market again.
Every caravan had smiles on their faces. Even if they hadn't exchanged for porcelain or mirrors, at least they had exchanged for snowflake salt. Just this alone was enough to make them happy.
Not to mention the merchants who had exchanged for some porcelain and mirrors. Their mouths couldn't close from smiling.
"We should bring more goods next time. The good things in Crimson City are too good. We didn't exchange enough this time."
"That's right. I only exchanged for a few porcelain bowls and a mirror. Forget about selling them outside, I don't even know how to distribute them within my own tribe."
"I didn't even exchange for a porcelain bowl or a mirror," someone complained, "Next time, we must bring more supplies."
The merchants would eventually leave. They came together, and they would surely leave together. For small tribes like theirs, only by uniting could they dare to cross the Crimson Land.
A trading market in Crimson City came to an end.
The people of Crimson City looked at the extra meat with great joy.
Zhuang Yu thought to himself, it seems unnecessary to let their Crimson City's merchants carry heavy supplies out to exchange for meat. There would be outside merchants bringing meat to Crimson City.
A group of little radishes still felt reluctant. "Don't leave, we've ground so many mirrors again."
Unfortunately, these merchants had long been emptied out, and there was nothing left to exchange.
Zhuang Yu rubbed the heads of these little radishes. "Keep your mirrors for now. Next time, more caravans will come, and you'll be able to exchange for even more meat."
Zhuang Yu didn't intend to let other people in Crimson City sell mirrors. Let this group of little radishes use the mirrors to exchange for extra meals.
A group of little radishes smiled, their eyebrows curved like crescent moons. They happily held the mirrors in their pockets. Their little warehouse was now filled with meat.
After the caravans left, peace returned outside Crimson City, waiting for the next market to open.
While it was calm outside, Crimson City inside became lively because they began distributing the meat.
Each tribe carried pieces of meat back home, and the laughter never stopped.
"We have little prey in Crimson, but now we can exchange for it from outside."
"That's right. This life feels like a dream. We never imagined having such good days before. Carrying big pieces of meat back home."
"The little lord said our days will get better."
Zhuang Yu did say that because after experiencing the dazzling and prosperous century on Earth, what were these days like now?
It was just barely enough to eat and keep warm. In Zhuang Yu's heart, their current life was still very impoverished.
The people of Crimson City, carrying meat, occasionally looked at the young boy who was distributing the meat.
Among the younger generation on the earth, those who were widely known, called sons of the earth, sons of the jungle, sons of the sky, was there anyone who could compare to their young lord?
In their eyes, only their young lord could be called the brightest star in the sky.
With this meat, the problem of Crimson City consuming meat too quickly had been greatly alleviated. Although this meat was still not enough for the vast Crimson City, it could already feed them for some time.
What Crimson City needed most now was time. They needed time for their grasslands to become more lush, time to raise cattle and sheep, time to produce more salt, porcelain, and so on.
The little radishes of the Jingu tribe now had a new task. They had to collect the eggs laid by the Gugu birds every day.
Although nests had been made for these chickens, some of them still liked to lay eggs randomly.
Finding a chicken egg in the grassland, a group of little radishes could gather together and count their Gugu birds for half a day, but they were especially happy, and they could hear the occasional surprise from the grassland.
Perhaps unexpected gains were even more exciting.
The children of Crimson City, besides their morning exercises, also added another activity. Before exercising, they had to collect a cooked chicken egg to eat.
The eggs were not large, but these children, holding the eggs, were so happy they could fly.
The young lord said that Gugu bird eggs were nutritious. Eating one every morning would make them particularly strong in the future.
The people of Crimson City, watching their children run happily to exercise with their eggs, always felt a sense of happiness in their hearts.
Especially the elderly, who liked to gather together and talk about the huge differences between their childhood and these children now, they laughed with wrinkled faces and couldn't stop.
But there were also troubling matters.
For example, the patrol team of the Yellow Sand Tribe returned with news that the troops of the Red Great City and the White Great City were approaching.
From the information they received, the enemy's forces were still considerable. Although Crimson City was not afraid of them, once war broke out, there would inevitably be casualties. War is cruel and not as simple as idealistic talk.
Moreover, the prosperous foundation they had painstakingly built would probably suffer significant damage.
Zhuang Yu was thinking about how to achieve victory with the least cost. Facing the invasion of others, even if there were casualties, Crimson City couldn't retreat, nor could they retreat.
Zhuang Yu frowned. The alliance of the troops from the Red Great City and the White Great City?
Regarding the Red Great City, Zhuang Yu had nothing to say. They had been old rivals for many years.
But the White Great City...
Zhuang Yu sighed. This situation was complicated.
Should they completely treat them as enemies and ruthlessly kill them?
But their young lord, their two sons of war gods, were currently guests in Crimson City. It was impossible to completely disregard their feelings.
Moreover, he had admitted to forming a partnership with Shao Hao. It was impossible not to consider the other party's feelings.
Shao Hao was now in Crimson City, and although the information was sealed, he would eventually know what had happened.
In addition, even if the people of the White Great City were ruthless and unprincipled, they had once sincerely called him a great mage. Even if there were grievances, he had burned their hunting grounds for eight hundred miles, which could be considered as even.
Speaking of which, he was just a little angry, and there was no substantial loss. The White Great City had indeed suffered a lot.
Zhuang Yu was thinking about the situation when he didn't expect that Shao Hao would come over.
And... he was with Little Pi Mao and Chang Kong Jun.
Recently, these two children and a group of little radishes from Crimson City had gone crazy playing, rolling around in the grass all day, then washing up in the river until they were squeaky clean, and even picking up cow dung cakes and herding sheep. They were so happy that bubbles seemed to be coming out of them.
This was life. But today, Shao Hao found them.
This kind of life was not taken for granted. War was coming, and if they wanted to continue living this carefree and beautiful life, they had no choice but to step forward.
So they followed Shao Hao without hesitation.
Shao Hao directly asked, "Are the troops of the Red Great City and the White Great City about to arrive?"
Calculating the time, it was indeed about time.
Zhuang Yu was stunned. Did Shao Hao come for this matter?
The child with the small Pi Mao and the Chang Kong Jun shouted, "We won't let the White Great City attack Crimson City. We are friends of Crimson City."
Shao Hao said, "I can't control the situation in the Red Great City, but as for the White Great City... as long as I'm here, they won't dare to attack."
Zhuang Yu was stunned. If the White Great City withdrew halfway, leaving only the Red Great City, in their underestimated situation, this... would be easy to handle.
The only question was how to make the troops of the White Great City withdraw halfway. This was a problem.
Zhuang Yu's eyes flashed. He had to plan carefully. Perhaps he could give the old rival Red Great City an unexpected surprise, but, the White Great City might end up in an awkward situation of displeasing both sides, but it was better than starting a direct conflict.
In Zhuang Yu's mind, the White Great City was indeed not easy to deal with.