Chapter 1008: If He Wants to Leave, Let Him Leave

"Then you could also stay here; our Tribal Chief would certainly be willing to let you be a Leader. Once you become a Leader, you would surely have the power to turn the Suiren Clan into something just like Huaxia. Whatever you want, the Suiren Clan could give it to you. Any material that Huaxia can find, we of the Suiren Clan can certainly find as well!"

The Huaxia Worker's expression also turned serious: "What you say is indeed very reasonable, but I can tell you that my ability is not enough. I am not that smart, and I do not have that much knowledge. No matter how large the Suiren Clan's population is or how vast their territory, it is of no use to me, because I am just someone who builds houses."

"My skill, at most, is that I can let everyone in your Suiren Clan live in better and better houses, but they cannot be as good as the houses in Huaxia, because I do not know how to produce the materials to build those houses."

"Furthermore, you would still have to build houses on empty stomachs, because I do not have the ability to make you full. I do not know how to farm, I do not know how to cultivate Wax Seed, and you are all stronger than me at hunting, so it is impossible for me to be a qualified Leader."

"If I stay here, the Suiren Clan will not become strong. Even ten of me, or a hundred of me, would not make the Suiren Clan strong. A person like me, if I were in Huaxia, I might just be a Soldier who could die in the wilderness at any moment. You think our abilities are capable, that is only because you have not seen anyone stronger or more formidable than us."

"If I stay here for ten or twenty years, the Suiren Clan will not become strong because of me."

"But if you go to Huaxia, the smart people of Huaxia will make you full and will let you possess everything. Take you, for example: your body is so strong, and now you know how to build houses. In the future, you will probably become someone like me—you will build houses, and you will only need to build houses to be able to eat your fill, never having to go hungry again."

"You will also be able to live in a house like the one you are about to see, the same as your Tribal Chief's, and you will be able to support three or four women and a dozen children without worrying about them starving to death."

The burly man shook his head: "I don't believe it, I don't understand. A Tribal Chief is a Tribal Chief, and a Leader is a Leader. As long as we can survive, that is already good enough. As for other, better things, I don't believe in them; unless I can become a Leader, it is impossible for me to obtain them."

Hearing this, the Huaxia Worker was unwilling to continue speaking. This concept, already carved into their bones, was truly not something that could be changed in a day or two, or by a few words. Right now, building these wooden houses was only to give himself the confidence to speak in front of these people, and to make the people of the Suiren Clan stop resisting him.

If one wants everyone here to believe that life in Huaxia is completely different from life in the Suiren Clan, the first step is to build Baoxi's house, to let these people see the true gap; it is not something that can be solved just by relying on the technique of building houses.

For wooden houses, as long as one knows how to build them, there is plenty of wood here. These Suiren Clan Workers have basically understood the principles; even without the guidance of the Huaxia Workers, they could cooperate with each other to build them.

But for Huaxia-style houses, from laying the foundation and choosing the site to the orientation of the house, everything has its own requirements and rules. It is impossible to build one without studying for a few years. Another thing is the Cement; if the people of Huaxia do not teach them, it is impossible for these people to try to make it.

Bricks are not much of a problem, because under the guidance of Ping, the Brick Kiln has already been built. Now it has entered the stage of loading the molds. In the following days, it will be necessary to add firewood day and night without stopping, until the clay is fired into hard Brick, and then left to air for a day to let the temperature of the Brick Kiln cool down before the bricks can be taken out.

The process for Tile is the same. However, in terms of the timeline, by the time the bricks are taken out of the kiln, the Cement will not have been transported over yet. So, after these wooden houses are built, if there is still enough time, these Artisans plan to guide the Suiren Clan people in making carts, as well as extremely simple yet exceptionally useful tools like shoulder poles. At the very least, this will allow them to live slightly better during the few years before they reach Huaxia.

Chengqie and his team had already moved far away from Baoxi. Before setting off, several Soldiers leading the team had also received secret orders from Baoxi: if Chengqie wanted to leave, taking those twenty-thousand-plus people with him, let them go and do not stop them; he even told them where Chengqie should go.

But they must warn Chengqie that not a single one of those Laborers is allowed to be taken away, because this concerns the future of the Suiren Clan. If Chengqie wants power and wants to be his own master, that can be granted to him, but he must not affect all the tribesmen of the Suiren Clan.

The few Soldiers did not understand what this meant. Hadn't Chengqie already promised to go to Huaxia? How could he possibly leave halfway? They truly did not understand the Tribal Chief's thoughts.

But Baoxi was truly unable to set his mind at ease regarding Chengqie. Once a man grows up, he will develop some unrealistic ideas of his own, especially since he has seen too little and been exposed to too little.

When he himself was young, he had attacked many tribes and had contact with Xuanyuan and the Chiyou Tribe in the far east. Yet, this child Chengqie had always grown up under his protection; he had ability, but his experience was too limited.

Chengqie walked on the road. He did not let the Soldiers carry him; he believed that he had his own legs and plenty of strength, so there was no need to rely on others to move forward.

However, he asked the Soldier leading the way out of curiosity: "Hey, what is your name? I haven't seen you by my father's side before."

That Soldier hurriedly slowed down, turned his head, and said: "Leader Chengqie, I originally had no name. It was just that the Tribal Chief thought I looked strong and pleasing to the eye, so he took me along when he went to Huaxia last time, and he gave me a name, calling me Fourteen."

"Fourteen? Does that mean there are also Twelve and Thirteen?"

The Soldier next to Fourteen grinned, showing yellow teeth, and said: "Leader Chengqie, I am Twelve. We are numbered from one to twenty-six, hehe."

"Fine, fine. Fourteen, Twelve, you have both been to Huaxia. Tell me the truth: is Huaxia really that good?"

Fourteen immediately said with a face full of happiness: "Leader Chengqie, Huaxia is truly too good, too good. Their ground is hard as iron, just like walking on stone, and it is especially clean. There isn't a single blade of Grass. Oh, no, there is Grass, but their Grass grows in the middle of the road. I heard them say that all their Grass, trees, and flowers were dug up from the mountains—the best-looking ones."

"I have seen them; the Grass growing in the middle of their roads is all exactly the same. There is only one kind of Grass, no other kind, and the trees are all planted one by one, at the same distance from each other."