I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village

Chapter 298, Musical Instrument or Weapon?

Translator: Silavin

“Those people kept eagerly asking for our ceramics. They were willing to trade in one bag of dried meat for each piece!” Yu Ying reported.

When Qing Yan returned from the Spotted Deer Tribe, he was extremely excited. He told the Chieftain about how popular the ceramics were, and brought back much more dried meat than what they could trade for with linen.

Su Bai nodded with this being within his expectations. He said with satisfaction. “It’s good that we can trade one piece for so much dried meat.”

He was not surprised by this situation. After all, ceramics were truly exquisite for Primitive Tribe standards. It was not strange for people to fight over them. What more, with the marketing tactics he taught them.

Trading one bag of dried meat for one ceramic piece was quite profitable, considering it did not really take that long to make a ceramic piece.

Now, it was one bag of dried meat per ceramic piece. However, once word spread about the ceramics, more and more people would want them. If word reached the Large Tribes, those of high status would certainly want them even more. At that time, they could trade for even more dried meat.

Su Bai returned to the familiar wooden house, ready to deal with the herbs collected over the past few days.

They had collected many herbs during these days, over thirty different varieties, both large and small.

Following the Shaman’s instructions, Sha Lan went to supervise the construction workers, while the cow horned girl followed her.

Having been away from the Tribe for several days, Yan Hua also wanted to see how the Tribe had changed.

Given the Tribe’s current rate of development, its appearance was rapidly changing.

Like the classroom, toilets, linen workshop, ceramics workshop, and so on, these were all new additions to the Tribe.

Since moving back to the Ancestral Land, linen, ceramics, and papermaking were no longer in the same place. They need not have to be crammed into the classroom anymore.

The classroom was now a separate small wooden house, where children went to study, and after classes, it was used for housing.

“Shaman, what are all these things?” Yu Ying asked curiously, seeing the table covered with densely packed plants.

Some plants had strange smells, which made one’s brows wrinkle.

“These are all medicinal herbs. Things that help when people are sick or injured.” Su Bai explained.

“But Shaman, don’t you know Shaman Technique? When people are sick or injured, can’t you just use your Shaman Technique?” Yu Ying asked, puzzled.

Her pink eyes kept examining the herbs, tilting her head left and right.

“Shaman Technique can’t be used constantly. With so many people in the Tribe, if a group got sick, I couldn’t possibly handle it all, could I?” Su Bai solemnly said, as though this issue was happening right in front of him..

“I understand, with these things, people can recover on their own when sick, without troubling the Shaman, right?” Yu Ying said, having an eureka moment.

“That’s right.” Su Bai smiled, continuing to sort the herbs on the table.

Among the thirty-plus herbs, there were treatments for headaches, chest congestion, colds and fever, unstoppable bleeding, and many other issues. Moreover, several herbs mixed together could have different effects. In short, everything on the table was a treasure, a life that could be saved.

Yu Ying pinched her nose, pointing at a strange-looking plant. “Shaman, this one looks so strange, and it smells strange too.”

The plant the fox eared girl pointed to looked like a coat hanger, with one stem straight and the other forming a triangle. The triangle’s point was a barb, making it look exactly like a coat hanger.

“This strange-looking thing is very useful.” Su Bai picked up the plant, continuing to explain. “This strange plant can cure poisoning, It’s a great medicinal herb.”

Yu Ying knew nothing about these things. So, she just nodded as if understanding, and continued watching quietly from the side.

Su Bai suddenly stopped organizing the herbs, putting them aside until evening – when he could study the herbal encyclopaedia carefully before continuing to organize and make medicines.

He took out a piece of paper and pen, and began drawing images. He first made a circle on the paper.

“Shaman, what are you drawing?” Yu Ying asked curiously.

“I’m drawing a drum, so Gu Mu can help me make it.” Su Bai said without looking up.

“Drum? What’s a drum?” Yu Ying looked completely bewildered.

Su Bai turned his black eyes thoughtfully, explaining: “A drum is a musical instrument that makes sound, You’ll see when it’s done.”

He knew the Tribe held many ceremonies, so he thought of making a drum, which could be useful for the ceremonies.

He had this idea because at the Hunting Ground, he had Ye Jiu hunt a large green snake, whose skin was perfect for making a large drum.

*Scratch scratch scratch…* The pencil made crisp scratching sounds against the paper. Occasionally, he would use an eraser to modify the design.

The fox eared girl watched quietly from the side, knowing that whenever the Shaman drew, it must be related to developing the Tribe, so she stayed quiet and did not dare disturb him.

Ten minutes later, Su Bai put down the pencil. Taking the Wolf Tail Grass Paper, he shook twice to remove the eraser bits.

He handed that piece of paper to the fox eared girl and instructed. “Take this to Gu Mu. Tell him to make one according to my drawing.”

Yu Ying took the paper and examined it carefully, finding the drawing completely bewildering. What was shown was the shape of a large drum, with internal and external structural diagrams, drawn very meticulously.

“Take this to him too. He’ll know what to do with it.” Su Bai took out a large green snakeskin from his Animal Hide Bag.

Yu Ying was surprised to receive such a large green snakeskin, having never seen one so big before. The colour was also very beautiful, a fresh green that was pleasant to look at.

“Shaman, this snakeskin is so beautiful!” Yu Ying said, coming back to her senses.

“Yes, it will surely make a beautiful drum.” Su Bai nodded.

Yu Ying nodded, carefully storing the green snakeskin and taking that piece of paper as she left the wooden house.

She carried everything to Gu Mu’s wooden house entrance, where he happened to be working.

“Grandfather Gu Mu, this is from the Shaman.” Yu Ying politely handed over the items.

Gu Mu eagerly took the paper and snakeskin, as everything the Shaman brought was always something amazing. He always felt great achievement in making these things, and the feeling of being valued was wonderful.

“The Shaman wants you to make a drum.” Yu Ying said.

Gu Mu quickly looked over the Wolf Tail Grass Paper, asking skeptically. “Is this a weapon?”

Looking at what was drawn, he could not see how it could be used as a weapon.

“The Shaman says it’s a musical instrument that makes sound.” Yu Ying said.

“Musical instrument?” Gu Mu was stunned.