Chapter 1024: Dining Standards

In the large Huaxia cauldron, pork crackling porridge was simmering. Because there were too many people, it was naturally impossible for it to be very thick; one could only say it was not as thin and watery as it could have been.

Since the pork cracklings themselves could be eaten directly, the porridge was also very fast to cook. As for those people of the Suiren clan, as soon as a group arrived, they were pulled over to eat a meal, though the speed of cooking still could not keep up with the speed of eating.

These people of the Suiren clan could basically only eat one meal a day, and they did not eat much. Now that they were eating Huaxia's food, it gave them a bit of a favorable impression of Huaxia. After all, whoever provides the milk is the mother; whoever can make me full is my Tribal Chief.

Chengqie had his arms bound. To keep him from drowning in the water, two logs were tied under him, which could ensure that Chengqie's face was always facing upward. Just like this, Chengqie was dragged directly to the shore of Huaxia.

Being treated this way by his own tribesmen, Chengqie's heart was now as dead as ash. The dignity and power he had been so proud of had vanished in this instant; he could no longer command these people.

Therefore, the Chengqie the Company Commander saw was a Chengqie whose eyes were already devoid of spirit, not the Chengqie whose proud tail was about to reach the sky. Seeing Chengqie like this, the Company Commander also felt there was no need to continue the punishment, so he said, "Alright, untie him. Tell him not to touch any Weapon, and you Leaders just look after him well every day."

These Leaders who had bound Chengqie, feeling a bit guilty and uneasy, could now only nod in agreement and then untied the ropes for Chengqie. There was no abuse or beating as imagined; Chengqie could be said to have not uttered a single word, which made the Leaders feel even more uneasy.

"Alright, you go eat too. You Leaders have better treatment than the common people; you eat white rice and have good dishes, not like them eating pork crackling porridge."

The Leaders nodded hurriedly, then looked for the place to eat to see what kind of food they would be able to have.

The Company Commander squatted down to look at the listless Chengqie. The current Chengqie could not even straighten his waist; he looked incredibly decadent.

Knowing that Chengqie was the Legitimate Son of Baoxi, the Company Commander certainly had to offer some persuasion, so he said, "Chengqie, don't blame your tribesmen, because you were just thinking only of yourself. I understand your feelings of suddenly going from the status of a tribal heir to what you are now; you cannot accept it for the time being."

Before the Company Commander finished speaking, Chengqie immediately raised his head and interrupted: "You don't understand, what do you understand? Could it be that you can inherit Huaxia? Do you know how big the Suiren clan is? Do you know what this name, the Suiren clan, signifies?"

"Why must we abandon everything we have to join Huaxia? My father is willing to be a Slave of your Huaxia, but I am not!"

"What Slave? It is not being a Slave. Your father's Nobility has already been decided. Our Huaxia's highest Nobility is only a little bit inferior to our King, and it is even higher in status than our Prince. Now he is already a City Lord and has the power that belongs to him."

"The Suiren clan is indeed big, but it is not wealthy. You command tens of thousands of people, but it is of no use. Don't look at me only commanding a few hundred Soldiers; they have the ability to attack a tribe of two or three thousand people. This is the comparison."

"In Huaxia, what you can get will only be more, and your father's position will still be passed on to you. This is impossible to change again. As long as you inherit your father's title, you will be able to normally and smoothly possess everything your father possesses in Huaxia. So, what do you have to be anxious about?"

"You also don't need to blame your tribesmen. These Leaders of yours are also considering their own tribesmen. They do not want to go against your father's order and fight with Huaxia. Once they take action against us, there will be no place for you to go on this land. So, this is the reason they bound you."

"Chengqie, you are still young. You are too young, so it is very normal to have a bit of a temper. However, I don't blame you. Anyway, you have already arrived in Huaxia, so why not go to Huaxia and see? Then you will know why your father would join Huaxia. Moreover, you should trust your father."

"Your father is the Tribal Chief of the Suiren clan; he could not possibly harm your tribesmen, right? Nor could he possibly harm you. He must have wanted to make everything better, which is why he did this. So, just wait; once you arrive in Huaxia, you will know after seeing it."

There was finally a bit of light in Chengqie's eyes: "Fine, I will go to Huaxia. But I am not trusting Huaxia, nor am I trusting you; I am trusting my father."

"It is best if you can think this way. Then go and roast your clothes dry now, and I will have someone prepare a meal for you."

Chengqie laughed: "What, if I don't agree to you, are you not even going to prepare food for me to eat?"

This question hit the mark with the Company Commander. The Company Commander very easily flattered Chengqie: "No, it is not that I haven't prepared it for you, but because your status is higher than everyone else's here, and much higher than my status. Therefore, your food should be the best."

"And a person of your status has a dining standard in Huaxia. But because we are in the wild and the conditions are relatively difficult, it has been appropriately reduced and simplified. Once we arrive in Huaxia, your dining standard will be able to return to normal."

Chengqie also did not expect his question to receive such an answer, and he was even a bit confused. He had originally thought it would still be threats and belittlement, but he did not expect to be flattered.

"Then do you eat the same as me, or better than me?"

The Company Commander repeated it again: "I said, your status is higher than mine, so what you eat is better than what I eat."

"Oh, oh, oh, so that's how it is."

The Company Commander had a Soldier take Chengqie to roast his clothes a bit drier. These animal-hide clothes were a bit thick and heavy, not easy to dry, and also easy to scorch. But there were truly no clothes for Chengqie and the others to change into now, so they could only make do for the time being. Now, all the people of the Suiren clan were like drowned rats; the water on their hair and faces was constantly dripping into their own rice bowls.

However, as long as there was something to eat, they could completely ignore other aspects. As for water, let it drip; the porridge had water in it anyway.

Shisi and the others were also eating heartily. Now they could not take advantage of their Tribal Chief's face to eat better food as they did in Huaxia; they could only drink rice porridge like all the Leaders, which had scattered meat bits inside. The only advantage was that the salt was truly sufficient and very flavorful, and everyone kept saying it was delicious.

When cooking porridge for the common people, salt was also added in large quantities. The thick flavor could, to a certain extent, make their sense of fullness and satisfaction stronger, which was even more effective than adding more grain.