Chapter 1206: Winter in Dayeze (Part 3)

Chiyou and the others found a good cave to use for hiding from this sudden snow.

A campfire was lit inside the cave, but because there was nowhere for the smoke to vent, the cave was soon filled with it, and it kept increasing; never mind breathing, everyone already felt a bit dizzy, and they were all snotty and teary-eyed.

In the end, it became truly unbearable, so they had no choice but to extinguish the fire, and then they just sat there stiffly waiting for the snow to stop.

What they ate was the dried meat they had roasted beforehand, and what they drank was the snow water they had stored away.

Qianxi kept thinking about those few glass cups, so in the pitch-black cave, he took the cups out again and held them against his chest, as if holding them like that forever would make them give birth to a little cup for him.

However, Chiyou was already used to it; Qianxi had done this many times, and that cup was a gift to Qianxi from the King of Huaxia, Baifeng, so it belonged to Qianxi—he could even sleep holding it if he wanted.

The few of them each had a cup, and there were also a few unused new cups meant for Chiyou; besides the glass ones, there were also a few ceramic ones, all of which were excellent items.

Qianxi was touching the cups, and Yangasha was touching the silk; Yangasha's clothes were always packed away, as she couldn't bear to wear them on the road, yet not wearing such fine clothes was truly anxiety-inducing, just like when they used to buy new clothes for Xiaogai before the New Year, and the child couldn't wait until the day of the New Year.

If I can't wear them, then taking them out to touch and look at them is fine, right? If I wear them early, they won't be new clothes by the New Year.

As for Yangasha, she didn't care about whether they were new or old; it was just that she was afraid of tearing or dirtying her clothes on the road, which pained her heart—such fine clothes should only be worn in a clean city like Huaxia, and inside such clean houses.

Once they thought of houses, the few of them looked up at this one again, and decided they had better not look; this dilapidated cave had nothing to see, so why couldn't they have clean and beautiful houses like Huaxia?

Yangasha already felt a bit of regret; she should have found a man in Huaxia and stayed behind, and being in the Jiuli herself, she wouldn't have been afraid, as her man had more than just her as a woman, and she didn't have children yet, so she could let go of anything.

If she returned to the Jiuli and gave birth to a child, it would be impossible to ever go to Huaxia again; in this lifetime, she might never go to Huaxia again. Her younger sister's luck was truly good; she never expected that a man encountered randomly on the road would be so good, and would be able to let Ayuduo live such a good life.

Thinking again about the life of her own tribe, she suddenly felt there was nothing to look forward to as a Leader; Yangasha didn't know why she suddenly had such thoughts, feeling that something was very wrong—shouldn't people just live like that? Everyone was like this, except for Huaxia.

Chiyou, however, did not have the thought of staying in Huaxia; although he truly liked Huaxia, he was, after all, a person of the Jiuli, and he was still very likely to take over the Jiuli in the future. If he stayed in Huaxia, without the connection of the Jiuli, and since he was not a woman who could find a Prince man like Changle, it would be impossible for him to have any good life.

Therefore, he wanted to build the Jiuli into something like Huaxia City; he had already seen what Huaxia City looked like and already had a goal, so everything else would be easy to talk about.

In terms of the size of the tribe, population, and wealth, the Jiuli was not inferior to Huaxia; what Huaxia had, they basically had too, especially Ironware, and in fact, their Jiuli had even more Iron than Huaxia.

As for talent, his father's eighty-one brothers—which one of them was not a talent? They could do anything, absolutely no problem, and could support him in doing what he wanted to do. Of course, the premise was that he could take charge of the Jiuli, or rather, after returning now, he would first persuade his father to let him display his skills.

If he could build the Jiuli to look brand new, then he would definitely be able to take over the Jiuli; this would be a nailed-down certainty, as his ability had already been shown to be more and stronger than his other brothers.

After returning, the first thing would be to build houses, replacing all their earth-pit houses with tall, large wooden houses and large stone houses, learning everything from Huaxia, and letting the Jiuli and Dayeze become a city just like Huaxia City.

The other Soldiers had never been to Huaxia; all along the way, they had only been listening to their Leaders talk about how good Huaxia was and what it was like, talking every day, talking incessantly, but they had not seen it with their own eyes and could not imagine it—at most, it was just a bit bigger than Qingqiu City, what else could it be?

Chiyou and the others did not know that their father was very worried about them, nor did they know that Fengbo had already performed divination for them; they just felt that this trip of theirs had indeed lasted a bit too long, being fifty or sixty days later than the expected time of return, perhaps even longer.

In any case, they had planned to return before autumn, and no one expected that it would suddenly be Winter now.

No one had brought thick clothes, only wearing their own set of clothes; with such heavy Snow falling and it suddenly being so cold, they could not risk the bitter cold to go out.

Fortunately, they had hunted many prey along the way, and the skins had all been kept, so they could now use them to ward off the cold; if they didn't have these skins and couldn't light a fire in the cave, they estimated they wouldn't be able to sleep at night from the cold.

Fortunately, the time the Snow fell was not long; just as their patience was about to run out and they were feeling a bit worried, the Snow stopped.

As soon as the sun came out, they immediately started their journey without stopping; the morning was the coldest, and they were still waiting in the cave, but by noon, the problem had already arisen.

Advancing along the mountain forests they were familiar with, this was Dayeze, and it would take only a few days to reach the Jiuli; moreover, along this road, they would encounter many small tribes, and by then, they wouldn't need to live in caves or camp at night, but could stay directly in those tribes.

While on the road, they had already encountered many tribes, all belonging to the Jiuli, which were also places they had to pass through; even if it was further than walking in a straight line, they had to detour, as it would be safer that way, and they could also pass on some news of the Jiuli to those tribes located on the edge of the tribe.