I Became The Chief of A Primitive Village

Chapter 188: Qing Yan’s Shock

Two girls brought over two steaming bowls of Wolf Tail Grass Noodle and placed them on a stone.

“Try it. This is a food invented by the Shaman, it’s really good,” Yan Jiao strongly recommended.

Qing Yan stared blankly at the container holding the noodles and asked, “When did our Tribe get these things?”

Yan Jiao looked in the direction Qing Yan was pointing at and explained, “Those are ceramic bowls, I only have two of them. They were given to me by the Shaman. I’ll take you to see how they’re made later.”

These two ceramic bowls were given to him by Su Bai. They were among the first successful ceramic products.

“Ceramic bowls?” Qing Yan felt as if he had become disconnected from the entire Tribe, as if he was an outsider.

“Quickly eat up.The noodles aren’t good when they’re cold.” Yan Jiao urged. He naturally understood why the other party would suddenly get stunned. After all, they had only been away from the Tribe for a short time yet the entire Tribe had undergone such drastic changes. Although not that apparent on the outside, there were still many differences to how they were in the past.

These changes, when added up, were enough to make one feel a drastic difference. To the point of feeling unrecognisable, especially since even the Shaman had changed. It was inevitable for one to feel out of place.

To be honest, even Yan Jiao initially thought Su Bai was unsuitable. After all, how could such a young man bear the responsibility of the entire Tribe? However, when thinking of the Old Shaman’s determined gaze, and the gradual changes in the Tribe, he was thoroughly convinced.

Qing Yan nodded thoughtfully, picked up the ceramic bowl and prepared to pour the noodles into his mouth.

“Wait, that’s not how you eat it.” Yan Jiao hurriedly stopped him.

“Huh?” Qing Yan froze. His motion to gulp everything down also stopped.

Yan Jiao took the ceramic bowl, picked up a pair of chopsticks and began demonstrating how to pick up the noodles, saying, “This is how you eat noodles.”

Yue watched very carefully from the side, picked up the chopsticks and imitated the action. She soon successfully ate her first mouthful of noodles.

After swallowing the noodles in her mouth, her silver-white eyes lit up, and she praised, “Delicious!”

Seeing that she had successfully eaten the noodles and praised them as delicious, Qing Yan began to get anxious.

He clumsily operated the chopsticks, inexpertly picking up some noodles, but they slipped back down just as he was about to eat them.

“I don’t believe this…” Qing Yan could be said to be at odds with the chopsticks. His hand, which was holding the chopsticks, was particularly clumsy. He continued to try to pick up the noodles, trying many times before finally succeeding in eating his first mouthful.

“This… these noodles are so delicious!” Qing Yan’s eyes widened, his ears also twitching. Whenever he got excited, his ears would twitch, it was a small quirk of his. In fact, very few people’s ears would move on their own, unless they were beast ears.

He lowered his head and continued to eat the noodles with his unfamiliar chopsticks, finishing the noodles along with the soup in no time.

Qing Yan wiped the soup from the corners of his mouth, satisfied. “That was delicious. What is it made out of?”

The texture and taste of the noodles gave his taste buds a whole new experience. It now no longer knew the singular taste of roasted meat.

Yue had also finished her bowl of noodles. After putting down her bowl and chopsticks, she too asked, “This isn’t meat, is it?”

“It’s not meat, it’s made from a type of grass.” Yan Jiao also could not quite explain, he only knew it was made from a type of Wolf Tail Grass.

“I was the one who found this grass, I never imagined the Shaman would use it to make food. He’s really amazing.” Cang Shi said, quite proud of the fact.

Qing Yan rubbed his belly, amazed, “It’s really made from grass? To think grass can be so delicious.”

“I was also half sceptical at first, but it really is made from grass.” Yan Jiao thought of how he looked when he first ate it.

Qing Yan became more and more curious about this new Shaman, and eagerly asked. “Chieftain, can you take us to see the Tribe?”

“No rush. There’s still meat to eat. Are you full from just one bowl of noodles?” Yan Jiao asked.

“Oh, right. We need to eat some meat too.” Qing Yan smiled and rubbed his belly.

Half an hour later, everyone had finished breakfast. Each person had eaten quite a bit of meat. Because the Tribe recently had enough meat, they all ate to their heart’s content.

“Does the Tribe have a lot of meat recently?” Qing Yan asked curiously, even in the Ancestral Land before, they almost never ate meat like this. Everyone had their corresponding portions, and would not eat until they were full like this.

“The Tribe’s meat reserves are more than sufficient. The next meat exchange will be in a few days, then we’ll have meat again. So, just eat without worry. If it’s not enough, we still have Wolf Tail Grass Noodles.” Yan Jiao smiled.

The Tribe’s life now was much better than when they first started. The more than three hundred people in the Tribe had food to eat every day.

“The next meat exchange? To the Spotted Deer Tribe? How long does it take to get to the Spotted Deer Tribe from here?” Qing Yan asked, curious.

When they were in the Ancestral Land, he had also led people to exchange for goods with the Spotted Deer Tribe.

“Probably in two days, they will have people bring over the dried meat.” Yan Jiao said.

At the very least, that was what they said when they left last time. Besides coming to respond about the details of their cooperation, they would also bring dried meat to trade for linen.

“What do we exchange for so much dried meat?” Qing Yan was very curious about this.

“That’s what I’m about to show you.” Yan Jiao smiled.

He led Qing Yan and Yue to the classroom, where Su Bai was currently teaching, and they stood at the doorway to watch.

“Everyone take out your notebooks and start writing the numbers from one to twenty from memory. Those who can’t write them all won’t have any meat to eat tonight,”  Su Bai put his hands behind his back and patrolled the classroom. As he walked he added an extra bonus, “Those who can write them all will get an extra chicken egg tonight.”

Since the simple breeding pen was built, the wild chickens inside had slowly started to lay eggs.

At first, the Tribemens did not know what to do with these eggs, if Su Bai had not said to keep them for making Wolf Tail Grass Noodle and boiled eggs, these eggs would have been wasted long ago.

“Yes, Shaman.” The children responded in unison, all lowering their heads to take out their quill pens and Wolf Tail Grass Notebooks to start writing from memory.

Everyone was serious. Some were even biting their quills thinking about how to write. With the incentive of wild chicken eggs, everyone was very studious.

As the saying goes, children need reward and punishment. Knowing that they would not have meat to eat if they could not write, and could have extra food if they could, the children would naturally work even harder.

Qing Yan watched from the side in a daze. He never expected these usually mischievous children to be so obedient.

This was secondary though. The most important thing was that they were learning to read and write. He doubted if he was seeing correctly.

Qing Yan rubbed his eyes, looked carefully again, and asked, “Chieftain, are they learning how to read and write?”

“That’s right. The Shaman comes to teach the children to read and write every few days. Our people also learn when they have time.” Yan Jiao smiled.

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