"It's so beautiful!"
Shan Feng looked at the pottery of the Vine Tribe and exclaimed in amazement.
He had already tasted the salt from the Vine Tribe, which was many times better than any salt he had eaten before.
The pottery of the Vine Tribe also surprised him with its beauty.
The pottery made by other tribes not only lacked roundness in shape but also had very monotonous patterns and colors.
The pottery of the Vine Tribe was different. Besides the iconic Vine Tribe totem pattern at the bottom, the surface was painted with various flowers, birds, insects, fishes, fierce birds, and beasts. The colors were also quite rich, making it very beautiful.
Everyone loves beautiful things, and Shan Feng was no exception. He especially liked those fierce beast patterns, which looked so aggressive.
Jiang Xuan said, "Chief Shan Feng, where are your goods?"
"All brought."
Shan Feng waved to the Rabbit Tribe warriors.
