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Translator: Silavin
The sun disappeared behind the mountains, and the sky turned grey. The Tribe lit bonfires, and laughter never ceased. The aroma of roasted meat permeated the air.
Inside the Main Teepee, Yu Ying had just lit a fire in the hearth.
“Shaman, I’ve brought you some dried meat,” Yan Hua’s clear voice sounded from outside the Teepee.
“Come in,” Su Bai casually responded.
He was working on a water filter, preparing to install it at a corner of the Teepee. It would be enough to filter the water before use. As for promoting it to the whole Tribe, there was no need for now. After all, everyone was already struggling to eat enough. Once everyone could eat and drink their fill, there would be time to promote it.
*Whoosh!* The door flap was lifted, and Yan Hua entered, carrying a piece of dried meat half a metre long and wide.
Yu Ying pursed her lips and exclaimed in surprise, “Today’s dried meat is really big.”
“Father told me to bring it over,” Yan Hua handed over the dried meat.
Yu Ying took the meat and turned to ask, “Shaman, should I roast all of the meat?”
“Roast it all if we can finish it,” Su Bai replied without turning his head, as he was tying the filter to a support pole with a grass rope.
After securing the filter, he dusted off his hands and turned to see Yu Ying struggling to cut the dried meat with a Stone Knife.
[Oh right. I got a Fruit Knife from the Assistance Package.] Su Bai remembered the Fruit Knife and turned to open a box. After receiving the Shaman Inheritance, he had casually put the Fruit Knife in this wooden box.
He quickly found the Fruit Knife and walked over to Yu Ying, handing her the knife and saying, “Use this knife to cut meat from now on.”
“Oh?” Yu Ying was stunned for a moment. Her pink eyes looked at the delicate and slender knife in front of her. She hesitated, “Shaman, isn’t it too wasteful to use this knife to cut meat?”
“It’s not a waste. It can be used for cutting meat and fruits,” Su Bai softly said. The Fruit Knife was too thin and short to be used for chopping wood, as it would easily break.
“Yes!” Yu Ying accepted the Fruit Knife with reverence.
Yan Hua took the dried meat and urged, “Quickly, take it out and have a look.”
“En,” Yu Ying slowly pulled out the Fruit Knife. The blade was grey, and its surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting Yu Ying’s face.
She looked at her reflection on the blade and weakly said, “Shaman, this knife is too precious. Using it to cut meat seems… a bit wasteful.”
“…” Yan Hua’s red eyes sparkled with light, completely amazed by the Fruit Knife. However, her status restricted her from having any other thoughts about it.
“Letting it sit unused would be the biggest waste. Just boldly use it,” Su Bai waved his hand dismissively.
For people of primitive society, the Fruit Knife was an absolute divine artifact, but for him, it was just a twenty-something yuan fruit knife from the supermarket.
After all, in the future, his Daily Assistance might provide him with more knives, making the Fruit Knife not really worth as much.
“I understand,” Yu Ying saw Su Bai’s insistence and did not dare to persuade him further. She gripped the Fruit Knife tightly and began to cut the meat.
“Xiao Yu, give it to me. Let me cut,” Yan Hua eagerly begged, looking like a girl asking for candy.
“Okay, here,” Yu Ying glanced at Su Bai, and saw no reaction. Thus, she carefully handed over the Fruit Knife.
“It’s so light,” Yan Hua’s small hand trembled as she took the Fruit Knife. The feel of it in her hand was even more amazing, and her fondness for it was evident.
Yu Ying gave her the dried meat and Yan Hua started cutting it with the knife. She found it incredibly easy to cut through the meat, and the feeling in her hand was almost addictive. It was much better than the dull Stone Knife.
“This knife is so sharp. It’s even sharper than my Father’s Thorn Fang Knife,” Yan Hua exclaimed.
“As long as it’s useful,” Su Bai said with a small smile, sitting by the hearth watching these two women cut meat.
In fact, he had thought about trading this Fruit Knife for some useful materials. However, when he realised that the Flame Dragon Tribe’s strength was still not sufficient to protect its own wealth, he dismissed the thought. If ill-intentioned Tribes set their sights on it, it would definitely bring about a disaster.
The appearance of the Linen Weaving Techniques had completely dispelled thoughts of trading the Fruit Knife. After all, knowledge of the creation of linen could be hidden when he made trades. However, the Fruit Knife was too amazing and could only be used privately.
Yan Hua also realised the preciousness of the Fruit Knife. If word got out, it would surely attract the attention of Wandering Totem Warriors.
After cutting the meat, she seriously warned, “Yu Ying, this knife must never be taken out of the Teepee. Don’t let anyone else see it.”
“I’ll remember,” Yu Ying promised.
“…” Su Bai shrugged, the words he wanted to say had already been said by Yan Hua.
The atmosphere became a bit strange after that. The air was filled with the tempting aroma of roasted meat. The two women ate absent-mindedly.
*Gulp!* Su Bai swallowed a piece of roasted meat and turned to see the two women playing with the Fruit Knife, cutting the roasted meat into smaller particles before quickly eating them, then cutting more meat.
“Shaman!” Suddenly, a shout came from outside the Teepee.
“What happened?” Su Bai frowned, about to go out of the Teepee to check.
*Whoosh!* The Teepee’s door flap was immediately lifted, and Yan Jiao’s head poked in, his face both anxious and joyful.
“What happened? Did people from the Black Snake Tribe manage to find us?” Su Bai asked with a furrowed brow.
“No, it’s not that.” Yan Jiao shook his head quickly and said in a low voice, “Shaman, Cang Shi is back. He found the plant for making linen.”
“Really? Quickly, bring it here for me to see,” Su Bai exclaimed with delight.
“Yes!” Yan Jiao quickly stepped aside, revealing Cang Shi behind him, who was holding a bundle of plants in his arms.
“Come in, all of you,” Su Bai waved his hand.
“Yes!” Yan Jiao and Cang Shi stepped into the Teepee.
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