Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 502 Knitting Team Leader
The completed house only has one room in the middle, which is divided into three smaller rooms. There are two bedrooms on each side, and the middle room is used to build a stove. In winter, not only can food be cooked in the house, but it is also connected to a kang (heated brick bed) for heating.

By this time, a group of tribesmen had gathered around the house, all looking at the house built by the orc warriors with great curiosity.

"This house is really big. Won't it be cold in winter?"

"And why divide it into three rooms?"

Bren and Yingfei also saw this very different house, and they shared the same doubts as the Snow Moon Clan.

"Should we still build it as a courtyard?"

Wu Yue looked at the orc warrior beside her and said.

Yuan Lang nodded: "The yard can be bigger. You like to plant things, and you also need space to dry herbs."

Wu Yue smiled and nodded: "It seems I need to find time to teach the local people how to weave straw mats and baskets."

After building a heated kang (a traditional heated platform bed), it's no longer appropriate to sleep on dry grass.

The next morning, before dawn, a rustling sound came from inside the cave, and a moment later, two tall figures appeared outside the cave.

"Tsk, this is the first time I've gotten up this early, and it's actually a bit cold."

Teng Kun rubbed his arms, as if trying to remove the goosebumps that had risen on his exposed skin from the cold.

Yuan Lang turned to look at him: "I'm going hunting. You protect Yue. The hunting team will wait for me to return before you set off today."

Teng Kun nodded: "Don't worry, boss, I'm not as unreliable as that brother."

Yuan Lang gave him a deep look; this kid really had a big misunderstanding about him.

They then disappeared into the tribe in a few flashes.

The wild animals were clearly much more diligent than the tribespeople; after only one hunting party's recent trip, Yuan Lang brought back a whole deer.

Tengkun, who had just added fuel to the fire in the cave, looked at his boss in disbelief, then touched his face: "Do prey also prefer good-looking animals?"

When Wu Yue woke up, the cave was already filled with a rich aroma of meat.

"Come and eat."

Two cornbreads were baking on a stone next to the makeshift stove. The golden cornbreads were slightly charred from the heat of the flames, but they smelled even better.

Are we going hunting today?

After taking a bite of the golden, crispy corn tortilla, Wu Yue asked.

Yuan Lang glanced at the meat bubbling in the pot: "They're back."

The open space outside the cave was bustling with activity as tribesmen from gathering and hunting teams prepared to set off.

"Yesterday's wild boars were given to you, so we'll definitely be the ones gathering the most food today."

"You're probably still half asleep!"

"What did you say!"

Similar conversations were heard frequently.

"I will continue building the house later. Call me if you need anything."

The orc's voice was deep, and his dark eyes looked like two small black holes that could suck people in.

Wu Yue nodded, somewhat stunned: "Today I'm teaching the females how to weave straw mats and baskets."

The females who stayed behind in the tribe were very puzzled. In the past, they stayed in the tribe to process the shelled corn or wash the animal hides brought back by the hunting team the day before.

Today, Lord Wuyue actually sent them to collect hay and vines.

Ayun placed the hay and vines on her back on the open ground and sat down directly next to them.

"Ah Yun, you collected so much?"

A female nearby stared in surprise at the haystacks and vines in front of her.

Ayun smiled and nodded: "I was afraid I wouldn't do it well, so I prepared extra."

As the two were talking, the tribespeople gradually returned, including some males.

They carried more hay and vines than the females and sat down in the open space.

"My people, you must be wondering what we're asking you to do by gathering hay and vines today."

Seeing that the tribespeople were all ready, Wu Yue stood up, carrying a basket filled with things.

He took out an arm-length object from the basket, and the moment he untied the straw rope, the object stretched continuously from the wide part in his hand until it reached the ground.

"What is this?! It was just a tiny bit a moment ago, and now it's grown so much! Is this some kind of witchcraft by Lord Wuyue?"

Everyone looked at Wu Yue, who stood at the head of the table, with eyes full of admiration.

"This item is called a straw mat, which is woven from the dry grass you have."

The straw mat in her hand was as thick as a female's palm. When it was laid on the grass, it was flat and beautiful, and the eyes of both the female and the male lit up.

They looked at the dry grass, barely longer than an arm, in front of them, and then at the beautifully patterned straw mat, and their hearts were filled with excitement.

“This straw mat can be woven into a very, very large one. This straw mat of mine is just a small one. You can weave one big enough for all the family members to sleep on.”

The reason I had you gather hay today is to teach you how to weave straw mats.

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of excited whispers rang out from the open space.

Wu Yue smiled and raised her hand: "There's another item."

Pointing to the basket placed at his feet, he said, "Everyone has seen this basket before. We brought it here from outside. It can hold a lot of food. If every member of our tribe who goes out to gather food had a basket like this, everyone would bring back much more food every day."

"Lord Wuyue, is this basket made of vines?"

A childish voice rang out from the front of the tribespeople; it belonged to Ayu, who was sitting with little Emma.

The little guy blinked his big eyes and curiously touched the vines in front of him, which his mother had given him to play with.

Wu Yue smiled and nodded: "Ayu is so smart. This basket is woven from vines. However, it is more difficult to weave this basket than a straw mat. So today I will teach you how to weave a straw mat, and tomorrow I will teach you how to weave a basket."

Those who have learned the skill can come to me for assessment. As long as the straw mats and baskets they weave meet my requirements, they can become the captain of a weaving team. I will assign some members to you, and the captain will be responsible for the members of this team.

After all the people in the tribe have woven these two items, the straw mats and baskets you have woven can be used to exchange for food with other tribes.

Ayun, who was sitting in the front row, immediately brightened up.

In the following days, Wu Yue began to explain and teach the tribespeople how to weave straw mats and carrying baskets.

"Lord Wuyue, do you think this straw mat I wove meets the requirements?" Ayun, who had been full of confidence before, now stood in front of her shaman with some trepidation, carefully bowing and asking.

Just now, several females who thought they were quite good at weaving took the straw mats and baskets they made to Lord Wuyue for her to see, but none of them passed the test.

Seeing Lady Wuyue carefully examining the items she had woven, Ayun's heart pounded with anxiety.

"Good, the straw mat you wove passed the test, but the carrying basket is not yet acceptable."

As he spoke, he got up and walked to the side, filled half a basket with corn kernels in the basket woven by Ayun, and was about to pick it up when a crack appeared at the top of the basket.

Ayun blushed, realizing that she wasn't very familiar with finishing the edges.

"I see, the seam wasn't sealed very well, so this basket is unusable."

As he spoke, he beckoned her over and explained it to her again in detail.

After listening, Ayun ran back to her spot, pulled up a few vines, and sat down on the open ground next to Wuyue, clumsily starting to close the vines again.

"Lord Wuyue, please take a look at my straw mat. Why does it always feel so prickly to the touch?"

A tall, thin female walked over somewhat dejectedly, carrying a small piece of straw mat that looked like it was covered in thorns.

Seeing this, Wu Yue was both amused and exasperated: "Before weaving, you must first process the hay. Your hay processing time was insufficient, and your method was incorrect. Go ask the other tribesmen."

The female chuckled dryly and scratched her head. She really didn't have much patience, so she spent much less time processing hay than the other tribespeople.

"Witch, my basket is finished!"

Excited whispers rang out beside her. Wu Yue looked down and saw that the closure of the basket in A Yun's hand was already very well done.

He smiled and nodded, then stood up and looked at the tribesmen in the open space: "Ayun has passed the test in weaving straw mats and carrying baskets, and has become the first team leader of the weaving team. Those tribesmen who want to become members of this team, please stand up now."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Ayuntou, who was standing there with a flushed face, with envious eyes, and then one by one the females stood up.

Wu Yue selected ten females to give to A Yun, and then let them choose an open space to practice.

Bren and Yingfei, who had returned from hunting with their tribesmen, looked at the Snow Moon tribesmen sitting on the open ground, fiddling with hay and vines, with puzzled expressions.

"Lord Wuyue, what are they doing?"

Bren was quite familiar with Wu Yue, so he naturally went up to strike up a conversation.

Wu Yue slightly raised her delicate chin and nodded towards the basket and straw mat beside her: "I'm weaving straw mats and baskets."

Bren, Yingfei, and the Dongsang tribe members behind them instantly brightened up.

When they saw the basket on their backs, they were already very tempted. If they used it to gather food, would they have to worry about bringing back too much food?

However, there were only a few baskets coming and going in the Snow Moon tribe, so everyone assumed that the baskets were brought from the other side of the river by Wu Yue and the others.

Unexpectedly, they had a method for making carrying baskets, and that straw mat.
Not only are they neat, but they also have beautiful patterns. If you were to lay them out in a cave to sleep, they would be much more practical than that prickly hay.

Bren fawned over her, "Lord Wuyue, could we... could we..."

"Can't"

"Can you"

"cannot!"

Interrupted repeatedly, Bren grew angry and suddenly turned around: "I was talking to Lady Wuyue, who are you! Ah! Aww! Um, Yuan Lang, hahaha, what a coincidence, what are you doing here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he wished he could dig a house out of the ground with his toes.

This is someone else's tribe; if they're not here, where would they be?
"Let's go deal with the prey first."

Just then, Yingfei spoke up.

Watching the group leave, Wu Yue sneered, "The Dongsang tribe isn't someone you can easily deal with."

Yuan Lang narrowed his deep eyes slightly: "That Ying Fei has a lot of ideas, but he didn't expect that you didn't teach the tribe how to make corn cakes. This will disappoint him."

Wu Yue smiled and looked at him: "Cornmeal tastes pretty good even when eaten like that, do you want to try it?"

Yuan Langjun's face stiffened: "Hehe."

I'll give you two words; figure it out yourself.

The station is located by the river.

Brun shook off Yingfei's hand, his brows furrowed.

"I don't know why, but I feel like Yingyan and the others aren't as friendly to me as they were when we were stealing herbs. Aren't we good friends?"

Having survived the pursuit by the Uk tribe, Bren was quite displeased that a rift had formed between them.

A deep meaning flashed in Yingfei's eyes, and then he said in a calm voice, "We are not from the same tribe as them. They were nice to you before only because they wanted you to take them to find herbs. We are the members of the same tribe."

Upon hearing this, Bren felt very uncomfortable, because even when they stole the herbs and ran away, Yingyan did not abandon him, and even carried him on his back.

He still disagreed with Yingfei's words in his heart, and after returning this time, he always felt that Yingfei and the tribesmen who stayed behind were all mysterious and always liked to wander around the Snow Moon Tribe.

What puzzled him most was that Ying Fei, who was usually aloof, would occasionally talk to the ordinary tribesmen.

A suspicious glint instantly locked onto the orc warrior beside her: "Did you do something bad that the Snowmoon Tribe found out about?"

Eagle Fly's heart tightened, and he frowned as he looked at Bren: "Our Dongsang tribe is one of the largest tribes in this forest. As an orc warrior, what bad things can I do to this small Snowmoon tribe?"

She then kicked him, saying, "Have you forgotten who you are?"

After muttering a few words, Bren sighed and joined his tribesmen in processing the game.

However, Yingfei felt nervous. Bren's words reminded him that perhaps Lord Wuyue and several orc warriors had discovered his attempt to steal the new food recipe from the Snow Moon Tribe.

"Just stay in your house for the rest of the days."

Now that we know how to process the corn kernels, let's take the matter of turning them into food back to the clan chief and the others for a headache.

It can only be said that this Lord Wuyue is too clever; he didn't even teach his people how to make the new food.

After dividing all the tribespeople learning weaving into small teams and having them taught by the team leaders, the tribespeople's learning efficiency increased significantly. Starting the next day, tribespeople from the gathering teams began exchanging baskets with these weaving teams.

As the gathering teams that traded baskets brought back far more food than the other teams, more and more people wanted to trade baskets, and the weaving teams, who were not yet very skilled, simply couldn't keep up with the demand.

The females, seeing the extra food in their homes, all grinned with joy.

The first thing everyone said to each other was, "Have you gotten your basket yet?"

(End of this chapter)