We made you the chief, and now you've become the world's chief?

Chapter 27 A Different Life
The next day, as soon as it was light, the new women were the first to get up.

It's less about getting up early and more about barely sleeping.

Now they all lie with their eyes open on their haystacks, looking at this unusual cave.

Despite last night's "welcome party," it still couldn't change the feeling of "living under someone else's roof."

This is the indelible psychological shadow that the life experiences of the Li tribe have left on their hearts.

Therefore, none of them told Xia Minghao about their desire to reunite with their families, for fear of being misunderstood as wanting to escape the Xi tribe and be rejected by the tribe.

After calming down, Wamu realized this and was filled with remorse, so much so that he didn't sleep all night, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Only Ye Zi's worries were different from the other four women's. The reason she didn't say anything was because she was afraid of revealing her identity as a member of the totem tribe.

The wolf tribe wanted to eat them because they were members of a totem tribe.

She wondered if the seemingly friendly Xi tribe, and that unusual chief, would do the same thing as the Wolf tribe.

This is also why Ye Zi has always only secretly used the power of the wind totem in the Power Tribe.

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And so, the five women watched as the women of the Xi tribe gradually awoke.

As time went by, a hint of doubt crept into their worries.

Why don't the women of the Xi tribe take them out to gather resources?
"Hey, Wangcai's still here!"

After being woken up by Hima, Xia Minghao came out of the tent and saw that the lame wolf Wangcai had not left as he had a few days ago.

Instead, it circled around the cave entrance.

"It's good to stay near the cave; we can use it as a daytime sentry post."

Xia Minghao didn't expect the lame wolf Wangcai to help with hunting or anything; he just wanted it to serve as a watchdog.

If Wangcai could give birth to a litter of wolf cubs in the future, that would be the ultimate wish for him.

After all, a real dog still needs to be trained from a puppy.

"Chief, what shall we do today?"

The reason they hadn't started their daily work was because Xia Minghao had instructed them last night to stay in the cave in the morning.

The women of the Xi tribe are already used to this practice.

"I will teach you how to count. From now on, every day when the sun rises, you must stay behind and wait for me to finish teaching you before you go to do your work."

Xia Minghao spoke to the women, then sat down on his own, gesturing for the women to sit down as well.

Now that survival is no longer an issue, we can finally take the time to teach these primitive people something.

The reason for choosing the morning was not because of the saying "the early bird catches the worm," but because primitive people were tired after a long day, and after eating, they would go to sleep immediately, without having the energy to engage in effective mental activities.

Therefore, Xia Minghao scheduled the course after he woke up.

After the women sat down around him, he picked up a branch and began to speak to them.

"one two Three!"

Xia Minghao would say a sound for each additional branch he picked up.

The women looked at each other, because they knew one, two, three.

Xia Minghao naturally understood that the numbers one, two, and three were not difficult. In order to simplify the teaching, he continued the pronunciation of the original language for the numbers one, two, and three, without forcibly changing them into Chinese.

However, the number three does not exist in the original language.

"Four!"

Holding up another branch, Xia Minghao spoke in standard Mandarin.

"Four……"

A small number of women and children began to read along, but most still did not understand.

"Four! Tell me! This is four!"

Four branches, that's the number four!
At Xia Minghao's request, more and more women joined in the reading, including several new women.

In the process of learning a language, reading it aloud is much more effective, and since everyone had just woken up, they were full of energy.

Under Xia Minghao's instruction, everyone quickly counted to nine.

"Alright, I'll tell you what comes after nine tomorrow."

Without rushing things, Xia Minghao ended today's kindergarten-level math lesson without teaching the number "ten".

Although the women had learned to count to nine, they were still completely confused.

They didn't understand the use of learning to count; they could tell others what "nine" meant by counting on their fingers. Naturally, they didn't know that Xia Minghao wanted them to be able to easily express quantities that couldn't be conveyed even by counting all their fingers and toes in the future.

Under the arrangement of Hima and Shifa, everyone officially resumed their workday.

Ye Zi and several other women, including Wa Mu, were all assigned to the clay-collecting team.

They were surprised to find that not only did the Xi tribe not need to gather resources, but they also had to do some strange things.

For example, dig mud, add water, and roll it into mud strips.

They couldn't understand why, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions.

As the sun set, Hifa and the other women returned to the tribe, bringing back a large amount of meat and fish.

The new women looked in astonishment at the hunting spoils, which were exactly the same as what they had seen when they first arrived at the Xi tribe yesterday.

There are so many prey for two consecutive days!

While their doubts were growing, their worries about the food also subsided.

At dinner time, by the campfire, the newly arrived women still didn't dare to eat much. After they were no longer hungry, they just watched quietly and began to think about their completely different life in the Xi tribe that they had experienced all day.

Just then, a voice entered my ears.

"It's the chief."

Hima had been observing them all along. As the matriarch of the Hima tribe, her rich experience and knowledge allowed her to guess what the women were thinking.

"It was the chief who ensured we had enough to eat, provided so much food, and even made women stronger than men."

Upon hearing this explanation, the women all looked at Xia Minghao, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Why are we getting muddy?

Ye Zi finally mustered up the courage to ask Hima.

Hima's expression remained calm as she shook her head at Ye Zi.

"I don't know, but what the chief says must be right, and what he does must be right too."

The other women either silently recited or whispered the two "certainties" that Hima had mentioned.

Ye Zi turned her head and looked at Xia Minghao.

There's an endless supply of food, and women who are even more formidable than men.

Ye Zi initially thought this was also a totem tribe, but no matter what she did, she couldn't find any totem stones.

Now, Ye Zi realized that it wasn't the power of the totem, but the only man in the tribe, the one the Xi tribe called the chief.

But even in the Wind Tribe, things weren't this good. Could this man be even more powerful than the Totem God...?

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"I'm practically the ancient Greek god of pottery!"

Looking at the dozen or so pottery pieces and twenty pottery bowls piled up in the corner of the cave, Xia Minghao, overjoyed, couldn't help but make a tired joke.

This is the result of all our work over the past five days!

Such a large quantity of pottery not only significantly improves our current living conditions, but also lays a solid foundation for building a "pottery-centric" "trade hegemony".

Among this pile of pottery, there were two earthenware jars and one earthenware pot made by the new women.

At first, he was quite surprised, but after observing them, Xia Minghao understood.

It's not that these new women are smarter, but rather that they're like I was when I first entered the workforce, eager to prove my worth and gain recognition from others.

Driven by this, the women became more diligent and learned to make more complex pottery such as jars and vats more quickly.

Therefore, Xia Minghao directly arranged for them to make pottery blanks, which was much faster than if he did it alone.

I estimate that after a while, I'll be able to focus on other things.

When Xia Minghao reached the first batch of pottery blanks, he tapped them. The dull, short tapping sound echoed in the cave, completely different from the popping sound of tapping wet clay.

"This level of dryness should be fine. Let's try cooking the first batch today. Maybe we'll be able to eat boiled meat tonight!"

As a loyal viewer of "A Bite of China", the thought of finally being able to complete the cooking methods immediately gave me a lot of motivation.

At the same time, he looked at the primitive people outside the cave, a smile on his lips, thinking to himself.

I wonder what kind of expression these primitive people would have when they first tasted meat soup and ate boiled meat.

(End of this chapter)