Immo swept a cool glance over them and said coldly, "If you truly do not want to trade, then leave directly instead of protesting here."
As the chief of an entire tribe, Chorong could not allow the relationship between the two tribes to completely collapse.
So even though he was dissatisfied with the Ur-Shet Tribe, he still had to step forward to smooth things over. "Immo, that is not what we mean. It is simply that the Ur-Shet Tribe is asking for too much. No matter how good cloth may be, there are still many things that can replace it."
"But it is also a fact that none of those things are as useful as cloth. Just like how the pottery fired from your tribe's kilns is better than the pottery we make through open firing."
The one who spoke this time was Hayoon, the person who had brought the waist loom into this ancient beast world.
Including Chorong, everyone from the Voz-Karr Tribe fell silent.
Chief Baek truly deserved his reputation as an elder who had lived for many years.
The more Hayoon thought about the condition he proposed, the more brilliant it seemed.
No matter how many resources were traded for, they would eventually be used up.
But once weaving techniques spread, the Ur-Shet Tribe would lose its advantage.
Since both kiln construction and weaving relied on unique methods, why could they not be exchanged?
From another perspective, these two techniques were actually equal in value, making the trade perfectly reasonable.
What Hayoon regretted was that most of her knowledge revolved around plants. She did not understand how to build the kind of reusable kiln the Voz-Karr Tribe possessed. Otherwise, she would have simply built one herself.
Seeing the hesitation in Chorong's expression, she threw out another shocking statement. "Even if your tribe refuses to trade with us, we can still make pottery better than what we produce now."
Chorong froze. "What?"
The people from the Ur-Shet Tribe all looked toward Hayoon with different expressions.
Immo wanted to persuade her a little.
The reason they had brought her here was because the weaving method originated from her, and the tribe could not negotiate the trade behind her back. But she could not just make such a huge claim either.
If they failed to produce better pottery later, would that not make them a laughingstock to the other tribes? Especially the Voz-Karr Tribe who would probably spread the story everywhere behind their backs.
However, before Immo could even think of how to persuade her, Minho spoke firmly.
"Yes."
Immo and the others immediately shot him meaningful looks.
Yes what?
Do you even know how to make better pottery? Why are you agreeing with her so confidently?
Minho's handsome face remained calm and composed.
The people of the Ur-Shet Tribe could not help wondering to themselves.
Could it be that Hayoon had actually already told him a superior pottery-making method?
Of course, she had not.
Minho simply believed that if Hayoon dared to say something like that, then she must have confidence in it.
During the time they had lived together, Hayoon had already brought him far too many surprises.
So without any hesitation, he chose to stand on her side.
Minho's unwavering confidence also caused the people from the Voz-Karr Tribe to waver.
They had all heard of Minho before, and some had even interacted with him personally. They knew he was not the type to joke about something like this.
Could it be that Hayoon really did know how to build a pottery kiln?
One of the beastmen from the Voz-Karr Tribe frowned and said, "Wait a second. If you know how to build a pottery kiln, then why would you still want to trade methods with us? Are you trying to bluff us?"
Hayoon replied, "I do not know how to build the exact kind of kiln your tribe uses, but I do know why your pottery turns out better."
Chorong immediately became interested. "Oh?"
Hayoon said, "The temperature inside a pottery kiln is higher than open-air firing."
Seeing that they were unfamiliar with the word "temperature," she changed her explanation.
"In other words, the kiln is hotter, which makes the pottery sturdier."
The smile on Chorong's lips stiffened completely as he stared at Hayoon in silence.
The expressions of the people he brought along also changed drastically.
Hayoon continued speaking. "We can completely build a temporary one-time-use kiln ourselves. After placing the pottery blanks inside, we simply seal the kiln to increase the heat trapped within."
"When it is time to remove the pottery, we can just smash the kiln apart. Then next time we fire pottery, we build another one."
"This method would definitely be troublesome, but as long as we keep improving it over time, the pottery produced will absolutely become better than open-fired pottery."
The expressions of the Voz-Karr Tribe members grew worse and worse.
Someone even muttered guiltily under their breath, "Who knows how many years it would take to improve something like that..."
The people from the Ur-Shet Tribe immediately understood everything.
The reason the Voz-Karr Tribe could produce superior pottery was exactly because they increased what Hayoon called... temperature!
The hot-blooded Beom suddenly jumped to his feet and declared loudly, "We are not afraid of trouble! Beastmen live long lives. We have plenty of time to slowly figure things out! Besides, were we not already planning to fire pottery today anyway? Let's build a temporary kiln exactly like Hayoon suggested and give it a try!"
After a moment of stunned silence, Immo also smiled with anticipation. "Exactly. Our tribe has plenty of clay, so we are not afraid of wasting some. If we really can produce better pottery, then we will not have to spend huge prices trading with other tribes anymore."
When he said the words "other tribes," he deliberately glanced at Chorong.
Even Chief Baek, this elderly beastman who had seen countless things in life, could no longer remain calm.