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*Slurp…* The sound of noodle-slurping filled the air as Su Bai took a big bite, but his expression was a bit bitter.
Nevertheless, he swallowed it all as he looked up, saying, “You should quickly eat it too.”
For Su Bai, the noodles made from Wolf Tail Grass were not particularly delicious. After all, it was not pure Millet or Wheat, so the texture of the noodles was not as good.
Still, since he had not eaten noodles for a long time, having only meat, it was still an improvement to his diet.
Yan Hua nodded heavily and began to eagerly eat, her mouth completely stuffed with noodles.
The cow horned girl’s red eyes widened, her eyebrows raised high, and she repeatedly exclaimed, “Shaman, this is… is so delicious!”
Yu Ying also ate a mouthful eagerly, her fox tail wagging non-stop in excitement. She looked at the wild chicken egg noodle soup in her bowl, took a small sip, and said with narrowed eyes, “Shaman, you’re so amazing.”
Su Bai, seeing their satisfied expressions, felt a great sense of achievement. The feeling of making noodles in a primitive Tribe was indescribable. Although it did not taste as good as what he had eaten on Earth, it was still a pleasantly different.
For the people in the Tribe, it was a completely new experience. An unforgettable experience that would make them more willing to stay in the Tribe. It would also greatly help in retaining people and attracting others to join them.
Su Bai put down his bowl and smiled, “If you like it, you can eat it every day. There’s plenty more.”
“Really?” Yan Hua drank all the soup in her bowl.
However, she immediately regretted it, remembering how she had wolfed down everything earlier. Her cheeks turned red, and she stammered, “Shaman, it’s mainly… mainly because it is you made that’s why it is so delicious.”
“It’s fine, eat without worry,” Su Bai waved his hand dismissively.
The cow horned girl’s way of eating noodles was indeed very fast; she had finished a bowl in no time.
“Shaman, you’re really amazing. You can make such delicious food from wild vegetables,” Yu Ying marvelled.
Su Bai blinked his black eyes and said, “There are many things that can be used to make delicious food.”
“Shaman, there’s… some… more noodles. Would you like to eat some more?” Yan Hua still had noodles in her mouth.
“I’m done eating. You can have the rest,” Su Bai was already a bit full, and he did not particularly like the taste, so he could only try more later, but with a new flavour.
“Alright,” Yan Hua immediately raised her head and continued to scoop up more noodles.
Su Bai put down his stone cup and cautioned, “Xiao Yu, don’t let too many people know about this today.”
Too many people knowing was not necessarily a good thing. Wolf Tail Grass could still be found easily if one wanted to look for it. In this era, food was the most important thing. If people from the other Tribes learned how easy it was to make this, it would limit the Tribe’s development.
Su Bai planned to use these delicacies to widen the gap between his Tribe and others. If other Tribes learned how to make this special food from the beginning, his plan of expansion would be restricted.
Delicious food was undoubtedly an important condition for recruiting people to the Tribe. As long as they could keep people well-fed and with tasty food, who would not want to join his Tribe? Moreover, those people were used to eating meat day in and day out. Now that they could have different types of food, and it tasted good to them, they would surely go crazy for it.
“I understand. I’ll make sure everyone who knows keeps this secret,” Yu Ying suddenly became solemn.
“Oh, right. Today, let those few girls continue to process the Wolf Tail Grass. After making the powder, store it,” Su Bai added.
Yu Ying wiped the corners of her mouth, her expression unusually serious: “Shaman, don’t worry. I’ll convey your orders.”
[Grain powder can be preserved for a long time if stored properly. This will resolve any major food issues that might arise. For now, we need to wait until we move back to the Tribal Ancestral Land before distributing it.] Su Bai stretched and sat at the stone table, continuing, “Xiao Yu, later have someone make a portion for the Chieftain and Uncle Cang Shi and send it over. Let them try the noodles too.”
“Alright, the Chieftain and Uncle Cang Shi will surely like it too.” Yu Ying said with a smile.
“Shaman, may I come in?” Cang Shi called from outside the Teepee.
“Come in!” Su Bai said.
Cang Shi lifted the Teepee door flap and asked, “Shaman, all the Wolf Tail Grass Grains have been processed.”
“Good, keep all the stems.” Su Bai instructed.
“Shaman, I came to ask about this. You mentioned making paper… so… how do we do that?” Cang Shi scratched the back of his head.
Initially, the goal was about making paper, but it had suddenly turned into making food, which confused him.
Su Bai lightly tapped his stone cup with his index finger and said, “There’s no rush. We need to wait for the Wolf Tail Grass Stems to dry completely.”
The raw materials for papermaking must be very dry and of good quality to be easily crushed into fine particles.
“Alright, I’ll go now and dry all those green things.” Cang Shi responded immediately.
“Oh, and while you’re at it, ask Gu Mu and Shan Qiu if they’re done making what I asked them to make,” Su Bai picked up his water cup and continued, “That’s the most important thing for making paper.”
Shan Qiu was their stone tool craftsman, their stonemason. He was naturally the one making the stone mill. Meanwhile Gu Mu was their wood craftsman, their carpenter, He was the one crafting the wooden sticks to fix and turn the stone mill. The two were working together to create this one major project.
“Alright,” Cang Shi said, turning to leave the Teepee.
Yan Hua tilted her head and asked, “Shaman, will this ‘papermaking’ be very difficult? How long will it take?”
“Hmm… it’s neither difficult nor simple, and it won’t take too long. You’ll see when the time comes,” Su Bai smiled. He was already starting to look forward to making paper. Even before he transmigrated, he had always wanted to try creating paper for himself.
*Bang!* Suddenly, a loud noise rang out.
Su Bai was drawn by a loud noise and asked with concern, “Xiao Yu, are you alright?”
It turned out that the fox eared girl had dropped three stone bowls, and one of them had a small piece chipped off.
“Shaman, I’m fine. It’s just that these stone bowls are too heavy,” Yu Ying felt a bit guilty for breaking the bowl.
“It’s good you’re not hurt. Be more careful,” Su Bai nodded, beginning to have ideas about ceramics.
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