There were two knives, one long and one short, with exquisite workmanship, which was different from other hunting knives.
Most of the other knives had copper sheaths and large areas of metal decoration. They looked beautiful, but were actually very heavy in the hands and not practical enough.
This pair of knives was made of hundred-year-old birch wood and decorated with animal horns. They were beautiful and practical, and obviously more valuable.
Hans pulled him aside and said, "Do you like these two knives?"
Li Du nodded. "Yes."
Hans said, "The Hopi hunting knives are very famous and very popular. They are regarded as works of art. Not only do we want to buy two knives, but we also want to buy 20 knives. We will definitely make a fortune."
Li Du spread his hands and said, "Alright, 20 knives. Tell me what to buy them with? With money? Barter, brother! "
He did not understand. The Hopi had a lot of contact with society. Why did they not accept US dollars? Every household has modern furniture and electrical appliances. Don't tell me they barter with other goods?
Hans said, "Obviously, there is a problem with the goods we brought. But we have a golden opportunity. We can't miss it."
As he spoke, he pondered for a moment and gritted his teeth. "Let's have it all. This place is not far from the Navajo settlement, and the Navajo settlement is very modern. I'll go buy something, you wait for me."
Li Du whispered, "Sh * t, are you crazy? Buy something from the Navajo? If they recognize you and know that you were involved in the conflict with the people at the canyon, you are dead meat! "
Hans imitated him and spread his hands. "What else can we do? It was not easy to come here. The feather will not be given to us forever. When we leave, it will be taken back! "
Olly and the others heard their words and came over. "Yes, this is a good opportunity. Let's ask them what they lack, buy it, and then carry on with the trade."
Li Du went to find the big man with the pair of knives and asked, "If we want to trade for your knives, what do we have that is suitable?"
The big man did not answer but asked, "What do you have?"
Li Du said, "We have a lot of things, but we are not sure if you need them. So, we need to hear your opinion."
The burly man smacked his lips and said, "We need a lot of things. Generators, diesel, gasoline, refrigerators, electrical appliances, but the best would still be guns, shotguns."
Hearing this, Li Du was overjoyed. He immediately looked at their truck. There were ten Raymond 700 shotguns!
In the distance, Hans saw the gist of it from his expression. When he came back, he could not suppress his joy and asked, "Is there a turn for the better?"
Li Du said, "Yes, there's a chance. They need hunting rifles. Don't we have ten Raymond 700s? Can these guns be traded? "
Hans nodded. "Yes, no problem at all. They are hunting rifles, and we have already registered them. I even registered them at the town's police station!"
This made the others envious. Ferris said, "Oh, guys, you guys are so lucky. You found a gun, and the gun can be exchanged for a knife. This is really good business."
Li Du said, "They still need diesel and gasoline. Our tanks are full, aren't they? So, leave enough oil for the return trip and give the rest to them! "
Dickens said excitedly, "Really? They need diesel? "
"Yes."
Big Beard Carl stroked his beard and said, "We don't need to leave enough oil for the return trip. We just need to last until we reach the first gas station. There's a gas station at the Navajo camp!"
With that, they got busy. The other treasure hunters drove away from the forge and found an empty space. They took the barrels and started to pump the oil.
Li Du and Hans called the burly man out and said, "You can make the decision? If it's a big deal, can you make the decision? "
The burly man said proudly, "I'm the sheriff of the mesa. I'm under the jurisdiction of the sheriff. Of course I can make the decision."
Hans asked, "Very well, then do you know the Remington 700 DBL?"
The burly man immediately said, "Yes, this is a very safe hunting rifle. We have some in our tribe. It's the best for hunting caribou."
The safety features of the Remington 700 hunting rifle were excellent. The design of the barrel was especially good. As long as the bullet was loaded, the bottom of the bullet would be covered by the bottom of the barrel to ensure safety.
When the bullet was reloaded, the barrel would be wrapped by the barrel at the end of the barrel. The outermost layer was the casing. Such layers of wrapping once again increased the safety of the rifle.
Hans took out a gun and passed it to the burly man. "Look, this is a new gun. We just got it. How many knives do you think it can be exchanged for?"
The burly man's eyes lit up when he saw the hunting rifle. He snatched it and loaded the gun. After checking the gun from all aspects, he nodded and said, "Good gun! No problem! "
"How many knives can it be exchanged for?"
The burly man said, "The mother-child knives that you guys needed just now can be exchanged for four. Ordinary hunting knives can be exchanged for ten."
Li Du asked Hans in a low voice, "Is this business profitable?"
Hans nodded his head vigorously. "We can make a profit, we can make a profit. The Hopi hunting knives are very popular in the big cities. An ordinary hunting knife costs at least 200 dollars. If we can exchange it for 10 knives, we can double the value of the gun!"
He brought the burly man to the back of the truck. Godzilla and Big Quinn carried the wooden box down. After opening it, the remaining nine brand new hunting rifles appeared in front of them.
Seeing the guns, the burly man was shocked. "My God, you guys have so many guns?"
Hans laughed, "As long as you guys need it, we can get more!"
The burly man rubbed his hands and said, "Wait a moment, I have to call the chief. I can't make the decision."
Hans said gloomily, "Didn't you say you could make the decision?"
The burly man laughed awkwardly. "I thought, I thought you guys only had one or two guns."
He left in a hurry and came back to ask them to wait for a while, saying that the chief of security would be here soon.
Seeing that the Native American Indians were taking this deal seriously, Li Du was a little hesitant. He asked, "Big Fox, are you sure this deal is okay? Ten hunting rifles, is it considered an arms deal? "
Hans patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, the nature of our business can guarantee our safety. There's definitely no problem. These guns have been registered. After we trade with the Hopi, we will register them. As long as these guns are not stolen, there will be no problem!"
Li Du was not clear about many of the laws in the United States. Since Hans said it was okay, he thought it was okay.
Soon, an old Native American Indian with a big face appeared. He rode a motorcycle and was dressed the same as the Native American Indians in Flagstaff. Apparently, the Hopi were not as isolated as they were rumored to be.
This made Li Du even more confused as to why they did not accept monetary transactions.
The burly man from the blacksmith shop introduced them, "This is our chief of security, Pierstewa. These two are our friends. They brought ten hunting rifles."
The old man smiled. "I heard from Marsali that there are friends in the tribe. Welcome!"
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