Chapter 379: Gift of Wheat Seedlings to Senior Brother

Rongdi didn't expect Nan Qinghuan to be so interested in the construction of this treehouse, and he was also very willing to explain to Nan Qinghuan how the treehouse was built.

Nan Qinghuan listened attentively; underground, tribe members were continuously carrying wood and climbing up the tree, and it was hard to imagine that these ancient people's movements were as agile as monkeys'.

Under the big tree, she quickly found Li Xiang.

Li Xiang's building of a treehouse was a big deal, so tribe members came to help, some even singing songs that no one understood.

Although she couldn't understand the songs, Nan Qinghuan saw the harmonious scene and noted that the tribe members were very united.

Axi also stood here; it was also their first time seeing them build a treehouse, and, not to mention, it was quite novel.

"Qinghuan, look at your senior brother..."

Li Xiang was there weaving something, and Nan Qinghuan quickly smiled, "Senior brother".

"Junior sister".

Seeing that Nan Qinghuan had arrived, Li Xiang was very pleased and hurriedly told the tribe members, "Got it? Just knead it like this, and you can make a very sturdy grass rope."

It was a woman, dark-skinned, who, upon hearing Li Xiang's words, obediently nodded and said, "Thank you, priest."

"Senior brother, what are you doing?"

Li Xiang smiled, "I'm teaching them how to make rope. Why are you here, Ying?"

Li Xiang glanced around and only saw Dashan and Axi; where was Ying? In the past, wherever Qinghuan went, Ying would follow, so why did he come alone today? "No need to look for him; he's busy with many affairs within the tribe. Now many people from small tribes have come to join the tribe, and there are too many people, so they need to be settled."

"Is there something good waiting?"

"When the tribe grows strong, this will happen; it's only a matter of time. Senior brother, congratulations on building the treehouse. Are you really going to live up there this winter?"

In fact, she still felt sorry for her senior brother; living up in the high trees in such cold weather, even if it's sealed and airtight, what if a heavy snowstorm comes? It's very dangerous!

Li Xiang understood what she meant and said, "Don't worry. I've inspected their treehouse and it has no problem; this is only a transitional stage. After this winter passes, next spring I'll prepare to build a Tulou."

"Build a Tulou?"

"Exactly. These treehouses aren't suitable for long-term residence; a Tulou is much more suitable, isn't it?"

"Qinghuan, you're here"

Not far away, Duo Luo brought a bowl of water, "Welcome, please have some tea."

"Tea, senior brother, did you get the tea leaves?"

She found it unbelievable, and Li Xiang nodded, "I discovered tea leaves in the jungle, gave them a try. Want to taste?"

While Li Xiang and Nan Qinghuan were talking, Rongdi didn't want to disturb them; he personally organized people to start building the treehouse, determined to make a big and beautiful one for Li Xiang.

As long as Li Xiang can settle here peacefully, his tribe's population will, like Ying's tribe, continue to grow.

The only king of Jiuzhou.

He still wants to dream this dream!

To become the sole king of Jiuzhou.

That idea will never change.

After Rongdi left, Nan Qinghuan lifted the tea and drank it in one gulp; it tasted good, because the tea was brewed with Mountain Spring Water, making it especially refreshing.

Very tasty.

"Qinghuan, how is it?"

Now Duo Luo has married Li Xiang, and she is no longer the High Priest; the tribe no longer performs many rituals to the Heavenly God, focusing instead on expanding the tribe.

The Heavenly God is merely a tool for governing people's hearts; now that people's hearts are solidified, such things are no longer needed to deepen them.

As long as everyone can enjoy these good days, have enough to eat and warm clothes, who would care about those things? "Delicious, I should call you 'sister‑in‑law', Duo Luo sister‑in‑law, this tea tastes great."

"Sister‑in‑law?"

Duo Luo found it unbelievable, wondering what a sister‑in‑law was. She looked suspiciously at Li Xiang, who quickly patted her shoulder, "I'm Qinghuan's elder brother; my woman is the sister‑in‑law, understand?"

Those words made Duo Luo very happy; she nodded, "Hello sister‑in‑law, I like you, sister‑in‑law; Qinghuan, thank you."

"Sister‑in‑law, no need to be formal, senior brother, I came to bring you a gift, take a look?"

"Gift? What gift?"

Nan Qinghuan quickly asked Dashan to hand over the hemp sack, "Open it and see?"

Everyone was curious about what gift Nan Qinghuan had brought; since the priest's building a house was a big deal, they expected a fine gift, but when they saw it was just a hemp sack, everyone was disappointed.

They wondered what good thing could be inside; even Duo Luo asked, "Qinghuan, what is this?"

"Senior brother, you know, this is something that can fill the stomach."

"Filling?"

Duo Luo didn't understand, so Li Xiang gently opened it; when he saw the contents—tiny, grain‑like pieces—Li Xiang was first astonished, then looked at her in shock.

"Qinghuan, where did you find this?"

How could that be? He had never known that Wheat seeds could still be found from the ancient times; these things were truly precious.

"It was sent by a small tribe; they roast and eat it. Senior brother, I brought some Wheat seeds; you can sow them, and next spring there will be Wheat, and the place will be covered with Wheat Seedlings—how wonderful!"

She could already imagine that next year those tribes would have lush Wheat Seedlings, and wondered if anyone would still fear hunger. "This gift is truly wonderful, Qinghuan; I thank you on behalf of the tribe."

"Senior brother, as long as we have a communication agreement, our dream will certainly be realized."

"Alright, let's work together."

The senior brother and junior sister reached out and clasped each other's hands tightly, both filled with hope for the future.

Duo Luo and some tribe members listened in a haze, wondering why this small thing made them so happy. Though they didn't understand, they didn't ask further; whatever Li Xiang said was taken as truth.

That day, Nan Qinghuan finally learned how the ancient people built treehouses: they gathered materials from the forest, used the bark of leaves as flooring, inserted a leaf used for pressing into the gaps of the trunk as walls, and covered the roof with leaves.

Needless to say, Rongdi and his people were very thorough; the leaves wouldn't leak, only fearing that a heavy snowstorm might cause the treehouse to collapse, which would be troublesome.

Therefore, Nan Qinghuan still thought that once winter passes, they should quickly build houses.

The senior brother is not a Beastman; if he falls from such a height, it could be fatal.

Thinking of this, she became a bit anxious, even her eyes turned slightly red.

The clan members were all busy, while Nan Qinghuan walked with Li Xiang to a side, sat down and chatted, waiting for the final construction to be finished.

Once it's completed, they'll move in.

Seeing that Li Xiang now looks exactly like an Ancient Person, Nan Qinghuan feels very distressed.

"Senior brother, you stayed behind and suffered."

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