Chapter 29: The Upcoming Mu's Settlement (7)
"Before I agree with the exchange, can I know what will you do after taking down Yelu Settlement?" Mu Qing Lang knows that he cannot agree with the deal without making sure it will not affect his settlement.
"Chief Mu, this happened about ten days ago. Because our village is located in the outer area of Yan Emperor Grassland, the distance between our Tiezu-Orcs Village and Yelu Settlement is very closeby."
"During my predecessor's ruling time, Yelu-En and his father behave themselves properly due to the differences in population. But ten days ago, who knows what happened to the Yelu Settlement. Their number increase from 700 people to 2,000, along with many experts be it in cultivation, construction, or others."
"Our Tiezu-Orcs Village becomes their first target. In their first attack, they killed three hundred Iron Skin Boars and fifty Young Orcs. We defended their attack on the second time, but they still managed to capture a hundred boars and killed fifteen Young Orcs."
"At their third attack, which is two days ago, one of our Strong Orc is dead. The fall of a Strong Orc means the village is losing. This situation indicates the Tiezu-Orc Village will now wage war against this opponent to preserve the life of our tribe."
"If we win, we win. If we lost, then there will be no more Iron Skin Boar Tribe in this Yan Emperor Grassland. Same to them. They will become one of the slaves we mentioned if they lost." Tiezu-Yu explained to Mu Qing Lang about what happened, and they're not the first to take action.
From their record, most of the slaves in any Orc Villages are there due to their loss in waging war against this unbeatable enemy. Orc's Value is simple. Trade for what you need. Made what you wear. Fight when you're threatened.
"Alright. I'll help you. Earliest I can make for that amount of food will be at fourteen days later. That would be enough for you to support all the orcs temporary until the next batch of food arrived." Mu Qing Lang calculated the time he needed to wait for the first batch of potatoes.
"Fourteen days is a little too long... If we wait without taking action, I believe the Yelu Settlement will not leave us alone. Can't the food ready earlier?" Tiezu-Yu shakes his head and asks for a quicker method.
"Earliest would be about six days wait. I won't promise the food is enough, but that's our earliest harvest. I can include some other products like Xian-Ren Gras and soybeans with it until the fourteenth day." Mu Qing Lang dare not to promise too much on his limited production.
"That would be fine. But to feed the orcs, two Xian-Ren Grass is enough to feed an orc a meal. We would have to eat 200gm to fill our stomach in case of soybean. Do you think that is fine?" Tiezu-Yu shared the amount of food each orc needed to perform at their best.
This means, for two thousand orcs, Mu Qing Lang must make sure he can handle the requirement of 6,000 Xian-Ren Grass a day, or 400kg worth of soybean in one meal. Even with his current stash inside the Carriage of Immortality will not be enough to feed them for one day.
"Chief Tiezu-Yu, the offer is attractive, but I'm afraid the number of food you required surpasses what my little camp can produce. I might be able to provide them lesser than the required amount, or we'll really have to wait for the harvest fourteen days later."
"I expect that harvest to be between 1,000 kilograms of potatoes. But even with this harvest fourteen days earlier, It is only enough to feed your army of orcs for one meal. With a 200gm of potato mash a meal, they'll need 1,200kg worth of potatoes to survive for one single day." Mu Qing Lang did not bother if his words are too harsh to the three Orc Chiefs.
In his opinion, being harsh is better than not being honest. If he couldn't deliver the promises, what will happen to his camp? Perhaps many of those war slaves in their village are there because of these reasons. Failure to support the agreement, deceit, and racial discrimination.
"Hahaha! Chief Mu! You're an honorable human! You're the first one that dares to talk to me like this honestly without worrying if I will be angry or not. I believe we can become friends with people like you. We don't have two thousand orcs honestly." Tiezu-Yu laughed the offensive answer away and like this human even more.
Although... His next reply wasn't any better.
"We only have a thousand orcs. That's half the food requirement. What do you think?" Tiezu-Yu added. A thousand orcs he said? That's still 600kg worth of potatoes needed to feed them for a day. For fifty days he said, they will need to produce 30 tonnes of tubers.
"The requirement is still too much. I hope Chief Tiezu-Yu understand the capacity of my camp. We're only 48 people camp, hardly capable of providing enough to feed an army." Mu Qing Lang still tried to reject the offer, although it sounds attractive.
"Oh? That's all you need? If each of us provides you with ten slaves, that's thirty of them. Is that enough for you to expand the production?" out of sudden, the offer becomes too attractive for him to reject.
"I can't promise for now. All I can say is I'll try my best. Would that be fine with the three chiefs?" Mu Qing Lang knows when he should advance and when to stay. He will not bargain for things without knowing can he afford them.
"That's fine. We Orcs will wait for the food. Today's meeting is until here, what do you say, Chief Mu?" Tiezu-Yu agreed with Mu Qing Lang's word and will start exchanging for goods from this moment onwards.
And to show them his goodwill, Mu Qing Lang offered the three orc chiefs the Recovery Ointment, Small Xian Pill, and Xian-Qin Pill before they left. He added another sack of handmade noodles to be brought back to their village and also three bottle gourds of Infused Juniper Oil.
Their return home was a fruitful one. As it was to Mu Qing Lang when the orc followers come in along with two whole boar, slaughtered and bleed. The meticulous preparation is good enough to show him the orcs gratitude, but that's raw meat!
That night, the Mu's Camp had a feast to celebrates their first agreement to trade with the orcs. And with the strongest of the three Orc Tribes available in the Yan Emperor Grassland on top of that.
It was an exhausting night. Mu Qing Lang headed to his bed without bothering to check anything else. The Small XIan Pill and Xian-Qin Pill now came into his mouth like it was some daily vitamins.
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Day twenty-three.
At last night, the Ashen Wolves came to try their luck again. After harassed by them once, the second time became a predictable habit. The hobgoblins and Qing Yi is excused from working today, while Ka-Ba, Yulin, Han Xi, and Han Yu will take care of the security for the morning.
The Ashen Wolves visit added another set of twenty pelt and scraps into his carriage again. Based on the amount he has, it should be enough for him to make another set of Ashen Full Armor out of it.
This morning, another goblin evolved. Instead of becoming a Hobgoblin, this fellow evolved into a Goblin Gatherer. In the morning, the entire plot of 500 cubic meters of Prairie Herbal-Cress is cleared by himself without any help needed.
If the expertise has to be compared, maybe only a machinery tool can be compared to his agile five-finger hand with height about 1.7m tall. Furthermore, the farm became its favorite place to go, as if the goblin gatherer is addicted to farm works.
When the three Orc Chiefs left yesterday, they mentioned that the batch of thirty human slaves will arrive four days later, which is on the twenty-seventh day. This means Mu Qing Lang must prepare the foods for them to be taken back on the twenty-seventh day.
Although the number of food required is halved, it was still an enormous amount for Mu Qing Lang and his people to handle. Furthermore, they have to double their production rate for their exchange and self-sustainability.
While the Amber Roots and Demonic Jupiter Fruits remained at 1,000 unit per harvest, they added two additional fields for Xian-Ren Grass after harvesting 2,000 stalks. This increases their total Xian-Ren Grass Plant from 1,000 to 3,000.
Other than this, Mu Qing Lang instructed Xiao Qing to plant another Yunxia Bamboo Shoot on the bamboo field yesterday. With most of the farm works is completed, Mu Qing Lang no longer bothered with the other menial task and return to his carriage.
"I've held myself from two days from checking the items. Finally, there's a time for me to relax." Mu Qing Lang laid his buttock flat on the chair and felt the softness of the cushion.
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