NOVEL NEXT Chapter 533: The Great Chief 51
After planting, everyone only remembered to water once, and then they didn't bother with fertilizing or watering again, just left it there. Yet, with such a simple and crude method, the sweet potatoes actually thrived.
Now, the food in the tribe far exceeds the demand. You could say if no new people join the tribe, the meat will just have to be hung in slices in the cave as cured meat, and the sweet potatoes and White Stone Fruit will definitely rot and spoil.
With combat strength present and food abundant, seeing that the infrastructure has been completed, Yan Shuangshuang discussed with Ben, Mang Mountain, Yu, Zhi, and Yun about incorporating the surrounding small tribes.
Yan Shuangshuang's status within the tribe has already quietly surpassed these people. This is due to Yan Shuangshuang's own abilities as well as the others delegating authority to her. Naturally, no one would oppose Yan Shuangshuang's current decision.
The people of the tribe now place increasing trust in Yan Shuangshuang. Whether it's the Lanshan Tribe or the Power Tribe, as long as Yan Shuangshuang gives the word, they would not even frown at the thought of dying. This includes Yu, Zhi, and Yun, who are as witches, as well as Ben and Mang Mountain as leaders.
Even though the idea of incorporating the surrounding small tribes has already been formed, Yan Shuangshuang doesn't plan to do it immediately. Currently, prey is plentiful and life is easy, those small tribes might not be willing to surrender, so Yan Shuangshuang is not in a hurry.
When the hard-to-bear hot and cold seasons arrive, she believes that she won't need to send someone to say anything. Just showing a slight willingness to take in people from the small tribes will have a bunch of struggling small tribes flocking over to seek refuge.
By then, she can hold the dominant position, avoiding the impression from those assimilating small tribes that they are more significant.
When Yan Shuangshuang talks about merging the small tribes, it's actually not to immediately bring in newcomers but to address the issue of changing the tribe's name.
Although everyone lives in the same cave and has always had good relationships, there still remains a sense of division where you are of the Lanshan Tribe and I am of the Power Tribe, which is not beneficial for long-term life.
Having just shed the shackles of poverty, everyone may not mind this now, but as life gets easier, such tribal distinctions could potentially spark discord and complicate Yan Shuangshuang's management.
Yan Shuangshuang has already thought it through. In the future, the tribe won't be called Power, nor Lanshan, but Yanhuang Tribe!
Even though she left Earth, left her country, Yan Shuangshuang cannot forget that she is a descendant of the Yanhuang. By naming the tribe this, she wants to remember her roots and origins.
As for Yan Shuangshuang's decision to rename the tribe, everyone accepted it readily. Mainly because the people of this world are only devoted to their own gods. As long as the god they worship remains unchanged, and Yan Shuangshuang doesn't forcibly change everyone's beliefs, the name of the tribe doesn't matter.
After the tribe's name was changed, at first, people were not used to saying that they were from the Yanhuang Tribe, but once Yan Shuangshuang got accustomed to saying it, the tribe members began to habitually say things like how it was in the Yanhuang Tribe.
While the relationships were good before, now as members of the same tribe, they feel even closer emotionally, feeling like one complete family, no longer consciously or unconsciously dividing themselves into two separate tribes.
Increasing strength, warriors practicing and honing their skills, planting sweet potatoes, picking newly sprouting Big Leaf Grass and fresh leaves to appease the Earth King Beast's big appetite, this busy and fulfilling life passed by in the blink of an eye, the sun above had risen to six.
Returning from a day's hunt, as usual, the hunting team was greeted with excited expressions, discussing today's battles and the amount of prey along the way, while carrying heavy catches on their shoulders, and stepping lightly into the bright cave.
They expected to be warmly welcomed as always once they returned, but upon entering the cave, they found that the expressions on the faces of those left behind were grim!
This was common before, when food was scarce and everyone went hungry naturally being unhappy, but in the current abundance of food and clothing, such unhappy expressions had not appeared on the tribe members' faces for a long time.
The first reaction everyone had was that something happened in the tribe! Numerous bad guesses involuntarily arose in everyone's minds, and the more they thought, the more uneasy they felt, which showed on their faces.
It was Yu's words that interrupted everyone's speculations. Yu's expression was equally grim. She sighed and said to everyone, "The sweet potatoes in the tribe started to rot because they were stored for too long, and with the heat, upon checking just now, we found that the rot is only minor now, with just a bit on the skin and still edible; however, once the food starts rotting, it quickens rapidly, these sweet potatoes will soon turn into mush!"
Yu said this with a face full of obvious distress, and the surrounding people had similar expressions. Although there was no shortage of food now, watching food rot helplessly was something everyone couldn't accept, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the cave grew gloomy.
Instead, Yan Shuangshuang, upon hearing Yu's words, sighed with relief, thinking it was more severe, but it was just a storage issue for sweet potatoes, how simple is that, if they can't store them all, just make sweet potato slices!
The method for making sweet potato slices is very simple: peel, boil, slice, and dry. The tribe doesn't lack knives, with the recent warming weather and the Earth King Beast shedding a lot of scale armor, with everyone's careful craftsmanship, the hunting team now had a knife each, perfect for peeling and slicing just now.
Upon hearing Yan Shuangshuang's suggestion for storing sweet potatoes, the tribe members got busy like they were injected with adrenaline. A group first sorted the sweet potatoes, prioritizing the more rotten ones for processing, leaving the mildly damaged for later.
Everyone peeled, boiled, and worked with fervor, and all the stone pots made during the entire cold season, besides for training, were used to boil sweet potatoes, achieving great speed.
Fortunately, while the sun above wasn't scorching, it was enough to dry the sweet potato slices in a day, turning them into sweet and chewy snacks surprisingly liked by the tribe members, who chewed sweet potato slices while working, no longer showing previous despair.
After a day of drying sweet potato slices, no one was hungry. Eating sweet potato slices had filled them up, saving the trouble of cooking. They just made some broth, drank it, and went straight to bed. The next day, they continued to eat while working, drank broth at night, and then slept.