Every winter, these tribe mbers would go on a hunger strike, as in the eyes of others and in fact themselves as well, they were nothing but trash, and they had no desire to snatch the little food from the mouths of the young cubs; after all, they were the future of this tribe. Ruan Chanchan looked at the many scar-faced won in front of her and sighed. She felt sorry for them and couldn’t help but feel that the tribe was way too harsh on them. They were the heroes of the tribe who got injured and went down protecting the tribe; they were never supposed to be treated so harshly. If anything, they deserved all the respect.
Especially more than the elders who only knew how to intervene and interfere in this and that and had no idea what they were even doing. All they knew was to get involved in petty matters that didn’t even need their involvent.
"Ruan Chanchan, is this mushroom sothing that we can eat?" An old woman who lost one of her legs stepped forward and looked at Ruan Chanchan shyly. She smiled at Ruan Chanchan and said, "I found these mushrooms near the shore of the river that is a bit away from the tribe."
"Aunt Fu, let take a look." Ruan Chanchan said with a smile. She took the mushroom from the woman and started to look at it carefully.
Aunt Fu heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Ruan Chanchan was willing to take a look at the mushrooms that she had collected. She was really grateful to Ruan Chanchan. Ruan Chanchan had found several edible things that could be eaten, and the chief taught them how to collect the mushrooms. They could no longer hunt, and they needed to rely on soone else to fend for them. Half of them were still in their twenties, and so were just teens who ran into strong beasts and ended up almost losing their lives. There were nearly 80 tribe mbers who had almost lost their lives in the hands of the beasts.
With Ruan Chanchan’s help, they didn’t need to worry about anything.
Ruan Chanchan looked at the eighty or so orcs who were waiting for her to look at their mushrooms and sighed.
It seed like she needed to visit the trade market as soon as possible, or else she would end up overworking herself to death once again. Ruan Chanchan wanted to go to the mountains and see if there was sothing more she could do for the tribe, but she couldn’t bother Xie Daiyu every ti she wanted to go to the mountains. Xie Daiyu was the leader and the hero of the tribe; she could not bother Xie Daiyu for such trivial matters. Also, as long as she didn’t go deep in the mountains, everything should be fine.
She wouldn’t run into any dangerous beasts while she was roaming at the bottom of the mountains.
While Ruan Chanchan was thinking about how to help the tribe mbers even further, the notifications from the system continued to ding religiously. The goodwill points were getting higher and higher with each tribe mber who thanked her.
It took Ruan Chanchan more than three hours to teach the properties of the mushrooms that they had collected. One of the overenthusiastic tribe mbers brought what one would call a highly toxic mushroom. The only good thing was that the r didn’t eat the mushrooms after seeing what happened to Yuan Ni. It seed like that r’s stupidity finally ca in handy.
Yuan Ni, if he could hear what good things Ruan Chanchan was thinking about him: "..."
Ruan Chanchan waited until she was done processing all the mushrooms and then headed straight to the cave where Chief Xie was supervising the processing team’s work. When she arrived, Chief Xie had her back to her and was talking to the mbers of the team. "No, that’s not it—"
"Chief Xie?" Ruan Chanchan tentatively called the woman in front of her.
When Chief Xie heard Ruan Chanchan’s voice, she turned around and bead at her. "Chanchan! You are here? Co here and see if the jerky that we have processed is done well or not."
When Ruan Chanchan heard her request, she swallowed back the words that she originally wanted to say. She nodded and smiled. "Sure."
Chief Xie ushered one of the orphans to quickly hand over a piece of jerky to Ruan Chanchan and then turned to look at Ruan Chanchan with an expectant look on her face as if waiting for her to test it that very second. Under that expectant gaze, even an immortal from the heavens would have agreed to commit a sin. It was that intense.
And Ruan Chanchan was no immortal. She was a normal human being, alright? How was she supposed to avoid that gaze?
She lted.
No, it was better to say that she folded.
Ruan Chanchan took the piece of bacon from the young r and slled it carefully. There was no bad sll, and there was no mould on the at either. She took a bite and nodded as the at tasted good. It seed like the thod that she taught them was feasible.
"It seems like you worked hard. This is done very well." Ruan Chanchan nodded before saying to the elderly woman . "This is well done aunt. You did a really good job, just rember to dry the at in the sun in the afternoon."
The aunt bead upon hearing her response. She turned to look at the chief and waited for her to response. Neither of them knew that preserving at could be this simple. The at that the prepared had not gone bad at all. The taste was good as well even though more than two days had passed. With this technique passed down in their tribe, they would have a way out.
Chief Xie was just as excited as she knew the importance of the dried at. From now on she was going to send totem warriors to collect and hunt more at. Now that the at wont go bad, they don’t have to worry about going to hunt every day.
As for salt she would think of a way to deal with it.
"Thanks to you our tribe finally has a chance to survive the harsh winter," said Chief Xie as she reached out and held Ruan Chanchan’s hands in her own. "I just took a look at the moon nuts that you have brought for the tribe and I have to say that you are truly lucky for our tribe. We are blessed to have you."
Chief Xie now regarded Ruan Chanchan as one of the most outstanding child of the tribe and wouldn’t listen to a single bad word about her. If soone dared to say anything against Ruan Chanchan then she would be the first one to fight with them.
Ruan Chanchan simply smiled
La single bad word about her then she would be the first one to fight for Ruan Chanchan. The poor girl had gone through a lot becuse of the selfishness of the tribe mbers and yet she never once did anything like hiding such precious information from them.
In chief Xie’s eyes, Ruan Chanchan was no less than a ssiah.
Inside the cave, things had started to pile. From the bamboo shoots to mushrooms everything was piled up in the corner. However there was not much salt in the tribe and there were only a few barrels left in the tribe. There wasn’t much left and they still had a bunch of orcs to feed.
There was a lot of salt thanks to Ruan Chanchan but it was still lot less compared to what the entire tribe needed.
Of course, Ruan Chanchan could fill these barrels with a flick of her hands but she wasn’t going to let those elders ride on her coattails.
She turned and looked at the huge hole in the ground and arched a brow. She thought that these people were primitive but it seed like she underestimated the lot of them.
"We were thinking of a way to store the at for the winter. Though through process you taught us is really good, we still wanted to keep an additional layer of security."
What Chief Xie didn’t tell Ruan Chanchan was that the elders were the ones who wanted the preserved at to be kept and stored away from the tribe especially from Ruan Chanchan even though she was the one who taught them how to preserve at. There was no particular reason for their denial. They just wanted to make things difficult for Ruan Chanchan.
Of course Ruan Chanchan knew this as well but she did not point it out at all. Instead she simply nodded and said to Chief Xie, "If you want a better option than why don’t you look for a cave with a pool on the inside. If there is a cave with ice water collected inside of it, then I think it will help preserve these things better."
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