Chapter 1035: People Like Me

After everyone sat down in an extremely awkward atmosphere, Changle said to the Chiyou, "Chiyou, you have so many people here, why don't you introduce them?"

The Chiyou then introduced them with a confident, very protagonist-like air: "He is called Qianxi, my father's brother, a warrior of our Jiuli."

"They, this one is Yangasha, this one is Ayuduo, both are my younger sisters. Alright, that's it."

"Why don't you introduce yourself? I have never heard of your Huaxia."

"Our Huaxia is to the west of the Xuanyuan Tribe, and it is very, very far from your Jiuli, so it is normal that you have not heard of it. Our Huaxia is a state, not a tribe. Of course, I will not explain what a state is; you can just treat it as the same as a tribe."

"As for strength, it is about the same as the Xuanyuan Tribe. We don't have as many people as the Xuanyuan Tribe, but we are a bit wealthier than the Xuanyuan Tribe."

"You have not heard of me, but I have heard of your Chiyou Tribe. These Xuanyuan Tribe Soldiers are just afraid that we Huaxia will know they are trading with you, so they do not want you to come to this Battalion."

"But to us, it does not matter. We Huaxia will not stop the Xuanyuan Tribe from trading with anyone. Many, many years ago, my father told me that there is a Jiuli in the east, and their Tribal Chief is called Chiyou, a very formidable Soldier who also led the Dongyi and Sanmiao tribes."

"Is that so?"

If they only knew that the Tribal Chief of the Jiuli was called Chiyou, the Chiyou and his people would not have thought much of it, but if they even knew the news that they had already allied with the Sanmiao and Dongyi, that would be an extraordinary matter. Because even the Xuanyuan Capital might not know; how could this Huaxia, being so far away, know their information?

And from many years ago? The Chiyou's expression turned a bit ugly. The only possibility he could think of at the moment was that someone from his own tribe, or perhaps some other tribe, had fled and escaped to this place called Huaxia, which would allow their leader to know these things; otherwise, it would be impossible.

The Xuanyuan Tribe Soldiers were so scared they were nearly covering their ears. How did this Huaxia know everything? How did Changle know everything? What should they do when they go back? How could they explain this? This could not be blamed on them!

The Chiyou did not press Changle on how he knew these things, but only asked about something he was more interested in: "Then why are you in the territory of the Xuanyuan Tribe, doing things we do not understand?"

Changle pointed to the Grass on the ground: "My work is to recognize all the Grass on this ground, give them names, then find out their uses, and see how they should be classified. I have already done most of this in Huaxia, so now I have come to the Xuanyuan Tribe. Moreover, my results will be shared with the Xuanyuan Tribe, so the Xuanyuan are naturally willing to let me come and will even have their Soldiers protect me."

Hearing Changle's answer, the people of the Jiuli looked at each other, then all looked at Ayuduo. Ayuduo also had a strange expression; she pulled a weed from beside her feet, placed it on the table, and asked Changle: "Then do you know what this Grass is, and what its use is?"

Changle did not even look at it carefully and said directly: "This thing is Huanghao, also called Yinchen. When it first grows in the spring, it can be used as a medicinal material. I won't mention the effects, but in this season, it is already useless. The same kind of Grass has already grown very tall and turned yellow; it can only be used as firewood."

"Although it is as short now as it was in the spring, it is still of no use at all; it is just a weed."

The people of the Jiuli were now staring even more intently at Ayuduo. Qianxi asked very urgently: "Ayuduo, tell us, is what he said correct?"

Ayuduo's expression was strange: "The name he said is different from ours, and he did not state the effects, but the growth season he mentioned is indeed correct. By now, although this is also a good Miao medicine, it no longer has any effect."

"Miao medicine? What is that? We in Huaxia also have the concept of medicine, but I have never heard the term Miao medicine." Changle was instantly interested in this Jiuli and hurriedly asked.

Ayuduo was taciturn and unwilling to say more. Her older sister Yangasha explained on behalf of her younger sister: "We have a skill called Miao medicine. We use all kinds of Grass and fruits to treat people's illnesses. Such people are called Miao fathers. My younger sister, Ayuduo, is the best Miao doctor of our generation, so she also knows what you mentioned."

"And as for this matter of recognizing Grass one by one, our Jiuli and the Sanmiao Tribe have had ancestors who did this, just like Shennong. And we are still doing it now, but it is very difficult to pass it down. Hasn't most of the knowledge that Shennong once had been forgotten by people now?"

Hearing that someone was still doing the same work as himself, Changle was extremely amazed: "Oh my, I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect that there were people like me in the world. I have been working alone for many years, and only now have I brought up some students to help me. I didn't expect that far away in the Jiuli, there would be someone like me. If there is an opportunity and time, we must have a good exchange."

Ayuduo finally spoke: "Then how will your knowledge be passed down? You are in such a place, so dangerous. If you accidentally encounter a wild beast or are bitten by a poisonous snake or insect and don't have time to treat it, wouldn't all your knowledge be gone?"

Changle happily picked up his notebook and handed it to Ayuduo: "Look, this is my way of passing down my knowledge. It doesn't matter if I die; as long as these notes of mine can be brought back, other people will be able to open my book and learn my knowledge. In the future, such books will be written thicker and thicker, and the inheritance will never be broken. Finally, one day, we will be able to catalog all the plants in the world and recognize them all."

Ayuduo, who had been suddenly handed the notebook, was a bit at a loss, because paper was such a precious thing that she did not yet have the courage to take it. But curiosity drove her to open it, so she had to take a piece of Hemp Cloth from the animal skin bag on her body, wipe her hands hard, and then, trembling slightly, gently turned the pages of the book.

Changle was very happy about this behavior of cherishing his results. Although he treated them a bit roughly himself, it did not mean that others could be like him.

Looking at Ayuduo's lowered head and her thick, black hair, which did not seem as dirty as those wild people, nor did he see any insects crawling on it, and her upturned nose, actually made Changle feel his heart beating very fast.