Chapter 931: Let Me Show You Carefully

"Can land even be used to trade for food? Doesn't Huaxia have such vast territory? Why is there still a need to trade for it?" Baoxi felt he was becoming increasingly unable to understand Huaxia.

"Tribal Chief Baoxi, all the land here has its own value. The closer you get to the city center, the more convenience you can obtain. It is more convenient for children to attend school, more convenient for everyone to go to work, and more convenient to see a doctor; everything becomes more convenient."

Baoxi shook his head repeatedly as he listened: "I don't understand, I don't understand. I have no idea what you are talking about. What is 'going to work,' what is 'attending school,' and what is 'seeing a doctor'? I don't understand."

"This..." The servant did not know how he should explain it, and just then, a knocking sound came from outside the courtyard gate.

Baoxi pointed his hand toward the courtyard gate and looked at the servant with a puzzled expression; now, he didn't even want to ask anything anymore.

The servant hurriedly said: "Oh, knocking on the door means someone has come from outside and is knocking to tell you, 'I have come to find you.' If there is no one at home, they won't come in. If you don't want someone to come in, you don't have to pay any attention to it. If you want them to come in, you can go and open the door."

Baoxi waved his hand irritably: "Go open the door, open the door."

Before the servant could move, a Soldier of the Suiren clan hurried over with a trot to open the door. However, they didn't know how to open this door because the courtyard gate had a latch on it. He studied it for a long time and pulled with all his might but couldn't open it, so the servant had to go over and open the door himself.

The Soldier of the Suiren clan stared unblinkingly. When he saw that the door could be opened once the latch was pulled back, he widened his eyes in shock. He hadn't expected that such a simple thing could keep a door from opening.

The person who arrived was an official from the Ministry of Rites, still led by Zhigui. The servant hurriedly bowed to show respect, then opened both doors to their widest and stood respectfully to the side.

After Zhigui and his group entered the gate, the servant hurriedly closed it, though he did not pull the latch. However, the Soldier of the Suiren clan began to pull the latch out and push it back in without stopping, simultaneously opening and closing the door, trying it over and over.

The servant wanted to offer some advice, but as soon as he raised his hand, he helplessly lowered it again. Just let the man try; what other choice did he have?

Zhigui strode toward Baoxi and asked with a smile: "Tribal Chief Baoxi, how did you sleep last night? Are you satisfied with everything here?"

Baoxi's expression was heavy, and he said to Zhigui with extreme confusion: "Zhigui, I am too unable to understand. I feel puzzled and cannot comprehend everything about your Huaxia. Why? Why is this?"

Zhigui was also taken aback: "This... is there something you are dissatisfied with?"

"No, no!" Baoxi began to pace again, pointing his finger at the house, the garden, and the pond, saying incessantly: "Why, why is this? Is this how people should live? No, how should people live? Isn't it enough just to be full? I cannot understand, I cannot understand!"

Zhigui immediately knew why this was. Baoxi must have been exposed to too many things all at once, leading to his inability to digest such a massive disparity. If Baoxi were like those ordinary Wild Tribe members, who upon arriving only felt that Huaxia could provide enough food and warmth and saw Huaxia's strength, then the impact on him would only be on a material level.

But Baoxi came from a completely Wild Tribe and moved into a place like this right away, which directly stimulated his mental level. Because everything here took human psychological needs into account more, it was a place that was different from other human tribes of the same period on a mental level—too different, to the point that Baoxi's worldview had been struck.

If he had been allowed to slowly come into contact with basic, most ordinary things, perhaps Baoxi would have been able to adapt and would not feel so confused and uncomprehending.

Even Xuanyuan was only able to get used to it after gradual exposure, and Xuanyuan's ability to accept things was even stronger than Baoxi's.

In order to let Baoxi recover and think things through, Zhigui said: "Tribal Chief Baoxi, if you want to know why, come out with me for a walk. Look at other parts of our Huaxia and see what our Huaxia people are doing. If you do that, you might be able to understand."

Baoxi's gaze was clearly somewhat unfocused, but he still said: "Fine, take me to see. I want to know, what is the reason for all this? I really want to know."

Immediately, the people from the Ministry of Rites began to lead the way, guiding Baoxi out to see. These servants were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Ever since Zhigui had spoken those words to them, they had felt a lot of pressure when facing Baoxi, but they still had to serve these people of the Suiren clan as usual.

It felt quite different from serving the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe. Although the Xuanyuan people knew their own status, they still treated them normally; after all, Xuanyuan already knew how valuable these servants cultivated by Huaxia were.

The servant who had once been taken away by Zhishou had gone from a miserable beginning to a life that had now become better. Although he hadn't been promoted in status, his treatment was much better, and he was even helping the Xuanyuan Tribe cultivate better servants.

Xuanyuan had even prepared to send his own Slaves to Huaxia for training, but because there were too many major matters, such a small task had never been put on the schedule.

Now, these few servants had to clean the rooms these people had stayed in. Because they were still relatively savage, the rooms they stayed in had to be thoroughly sanitized. As for the pillows and bedding, they would wait until they left Huaxia to tidy them up; after all, no matter how new or clean things were, they would be dirtied shortly after being put down.

Fleas and the like had already begun to jump onto them; this was a situation they had to experience. The only benefit was that Huaxia would issue them some insect-repellent medicine, namely Sulfur powder. By sprinkling a tiny bit on their bodies, they could drive away most of the fleas, and the rest would have to be dealt with slowly after work was finished.

Yet, even this kind of menial work was a very good job in Huaxia, because for the vast majority of the time, no one lived in this courtyard at all. They only needed to maintain the hygiene and greenery of this street, which was quite leisurely.

The holiday of one day off every ten days was also never delayed. Although Slaves had no wages and no subsidies, their children would still have a good starting point in the future. The things they could come into contact with and their level of cognition surpassed that of the vast majority of parents in Huaxia.