Chapter 218: Taming Wild Boars

"That Great Beast has come, bringing a mountain ghost, and says he wants to see you."

Nan Qinghuan was startled. "Great Beast?"

Who was that supposed to be? When she and Axi arrived outside the Tulou, she saw from afar... Gegen, who had brought the mountain ghost, hurrying toward her. His demeanor had changed from the ferocity of their first meeting; he bowed to her respectfully. "I pay my respects to the Spirit Woman. I've come to invite you to see the wild boars I've tamed. Would you take a look and see if they're satisfactory?"

So this was Gegen. Nan Qinghuan had nearly forgotten about this man. Right, she had kept Gegen to help her pen up wild beasts. Wild boars were hard to tame, and since he had the skill to tame mountain ghosts, he was the best choice for the job.

This was far better than killing him.

"Alright, Axi, let's go see how the taming of those wild boars is coming along."

If they could all be tamed, then the tribe's people could raise pigs in the future.

Axi was a bit scared at the prospect of seeing the wild boars. "Qinghuan, I'm afraid. Those wild boars eat people. Are we really going to raise them?"

"Of course we are. We'll raise them in large numbers later on. Once they're well-raised, your man won't have to risk his life going out hunting to get meat to eat. What do you think, isn't that good?"

Axi was very kind-hearted and not very clever, but with gentle guidance she could become a good helper.

Hearing Nan Qinghuan's words, Axi's eyes lit up. "That would be wonderful, of course. I just wish Dashan wouldn't go hunting anymore. Last time he almost broke his leg, and it scared me to death. But... can wild boars really be tamed?"

Gegen gave a cold snort, somewhat smug. "You short female don't believe in my abilities?"

These words thoroughly enraged Axi. This man dared to call her short? "What did you say?"

"You're short and you won't let people say it?"

"You..."

"Alright, stop arguing. Let's go see how those wild boars are doing."

Axi snorted coldly and glared at Gegen. She really didn't like this man!

Soon, Gegen led Nan Qinghuan and Axi into the Forest. There, a fence wall made of bamboo had been built, penning in some wild boars. They had sharp tusks, were very fat and sturdy, and were fighting each other, making pig-squealing sounds like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

"No fighting."

As soon as Gegen arrived, the wild boars quieted down, all lifting their pig heads to look at him.

Nan Qinghuan was quite satisfied seeing these fence walls. She had to admit this man was clever, knowing to use this method to build an enclosure so the wild boars couldn't escape.

"Spirit Woman, their wildness has lessened a lot, but what do they eat?"

Gegen didn't understand why these wild creatures needed to be tamed and raised. Wasn't it better to just go hunt them when they wanted to eat, and let the Heavenly God provide? Axi also thought this was a problem and raised an eyebrow at her. "Yeah, Qinghuan, what can these wild boars eat?"

Nan Qinghuan was nonchalant. "They eat whatever they eat in the wild."

"In the wild?"

Axi thought for a moment. "I know, they eat grass. But where does the grass come from?"

"Silly girl, of course people have to go cut the grass. Do you think the grass will fly to your house to feed your pigs?"

"Cut grass?"

Axi scratched her head, not quite understanding. This was a new term. What did 'cut grass' mean? The females only knew how to pick fruit, farm the land, and weave cloth. What was this 'cutting grass'? "It's..."

Nan Qinghuan was a bit speechless. How was she supposed to explain 'cutting grass'? "It means taking a sickle. I'll figure out a way to have Ying make this thing. Later, every person in the tribe will have one. They'll cut all the wild grass outside and bring it home. The wild boars will eat it, and also..."

Suddenly, her gaze was drawn to some black, rope-like grass.

"Hey, what's this?"

She hurried forward to get a closer look at what it was.

It was some grass ropes stained with mud, but she felt the grass binding the wooden stick was familiar. Gegen didn't know what she wanted to do, so he quickly took some dry grass from the side and handed it to her. "Spirit Woman, it's this kind of grass rope. Do you want it?"

"Grass rope?"

When she saw this yellow, straw-like grass, she was completely stunned.

Holy crap, this was a treasure.

Good heavens, what had she discovered? She grabbed the straw grass excitedly, as if she had found a treasure.

She recognized this stuff.

"This is Rice straw. Gegen, where did you find this? Tell me quickly."

Her hands were even trembling as she held the straw grass.

"Rice?"

Gegen and Axi didn't understand what she meant. What was Rice? As dusk fell, the Rongdi tribe was also busy reclaiming wasteland. Ever since the last time he led his men in a failed pursuit of Ying, his father had scolded him harshly, rebuking him for continuing to oppose Ying and telling him to think about how to make the tribe prosper.

The Ying Tribe had built houses and started farming the land, so his tribe had to learn too. Only then could they have more food and let the females bear more young.

This time, he didn't follow the High Priest Duo Luo in capturing people from the Cannibal Tribe, because they had already become Ying's people. So now he had to think of a way on his own.

To learn the skill of planting corn, Rongdi personally flew to the Wolf Tribe to secretly watch how they planted corn. When he saw that it was just digging a hole and dropping in a Seed, he was very smug.

So simple—anyone could do it.

So, he stole half the knowledge and came back to implement it.

Under his guidance, the tribesmen also filled in soil and dug holes, burying the corn seeds in the ground. None of them had done it before, but hearing that this corn was sweet and delicious, they wanted to taste what it was like.

Actually, he had a reason for planting this corn. The Rainy Season had passed, and every tribe was developing production. In these days, he had been fighting with Ying without thinking about change. But seeing the Ying Tribe grow from a tribe of a few hundred people into a large tribe, he was unwilling to fall behind. He knew Nan Qinghuan had helped Ying, but farming was a good thing. He had scorned it before, but now he didn't think that way, because those corns and sweet potatoes were really delicious.

So, he wanted the whole tribe to plant corn and sweet potatoes, waiting for Quanrong to cause trouble for Ying. At that time, he would support Quanrong from behind. Being an alliance wasn't so easy; they needed to exchange things with each other. For example, Quanrong would trade sharp weapons for his food and slaves—each getting what they needed.

So, his tribe also needed to change.

He had also secretly gone to the Ying Tribe and seen Nan Qinghuan teaching people to weed. At that moment, he really wanted to go up to her, but he didn't.

If they met again, he would eat her. That was the solemn oath he had sworn before his father. He didn't want to eat her, but he couldn't break his vow either, so he was very conflicted.

So conflicted that he didn't even dare to show his face.

"Chief, are we really going to plant these things?"

The voice of Gu Lang came from behind. Gu Lang didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to farm, and even imitate the Ying Tribe. They were Beastmen—wasn't eating meat enough? Rongdi thought clearly, raising his head to look into the distance. "The Ying Tribe relies on farming to fill their people's bellies and give them clothes to wear. If we don't change, we will also be abandoned by the gods."

He had fought with Ying for so long, but in the end, the Ying Tribe was getting better and better, while his tribe was still the same. His father was right to scold him—as a chief, he was unqualified.

So, he had to change.

"But we are Beastmen. Beastmen only eat meat."

Beastman, what about it? Duo Luo has already performed Divination; in many years there will be far fewer beasts to eat, so what will we eat then?

What, no beasts to eat?

Gu Lang hadn't expected it to be so serious; he quickly offered a salute and said, "I understand, then I'll go farm as well."

Wait, Gu Lang, I'll give you Ji Nü; would you be willing?

Ji Nü?

Gu Lang swallowed his saliva; he didn't dare to take her, that female is one the Rongdi are after, how could he dare? "No, Leader, she is…"

She is just one of my females; I've slept with many females, all of whom now serve me. Do you want her?

I…

Gu Lang is already fifteen, yet he has never tasted a female; there are few females among the tribe, and his turn hasn't come.

Of course he wants her, but taking the Leader's female isn't a good thing.

So he thought for a moment… "Sorry, Leader, I don't want her."

What, you don't want her?