My family has had a long history of doing interesting things back in the old days. We are proud Scandinavians and the family tales say we used go a Viking. You might gently call that trading. A more honest description would be trading for anything not nailed down, sometimes without the permission of the previous owners. Sometimes we brought pry bars to take the things that were nailed down. And we often came back home with lovely new brides. The exact nature of the willingness of the new brides was usually overlooked in that era. Some people called us raiders. Pirates. Less charitable terms at times. My family considered ourselves fishers and farmers who could fight. We never gave up on that identity.