Chapter 64

"No wonder you let him be the clan leader."

No longer questioning the truth of these words, Chief Kun, conquered by the delicious food, became blindly trusting of Sui.

"Cub, you're really amazing to be able to make food like this out of flour."

Bi Qi praised seriously. After all, most orcs couldn't even learn to make the simplest black bread. Among the races that the Minotaur had taught, except for the monkeys and other races with strong hands-on ability, the others could not learn it.

There will be losses after wheat is ground into flour. If it is not done well, there is no need to grind it into wheat flour. It is better to cook it directly or eat it dry.

No one expected that one day there would be snow werewolves who could make use of wheat flour. It really opened the eyes of Bi Qi and the other minotaurs.

Yu Sui smiled shyly, stood up and got some sugar, ready to make a cup of sugar water for everyone.

There were still embers on the cooking fire outside, and the water that Yu Sui had boiled on it was also boiling. Qi followed him out, found the ceramic cups and sugar used for trading from the luggage, and made sugar water according to the number of people.

Yu Sui originally wanted to help carry them, but Qi didn't help him because he was afraid that they would burn him. He found a wooden board and carried all the cups in.

"Hey, did you exchange this cup with a human? This is the first time I've seen it. The texture is stronger than before, and the color is beautiful too!"

After taking the cup of water, Bi Qi's eyes immediately focused on it. He stroked the cup back and forth lovingly and asked Hei Yan.

Even though he knew that Yu Sui was now the clan leader, he had been dealing with Hei Yan for so many years and was used to asking him first.

"Haha, this is also made by Xiaoyu Sui himself. How about it? It's better than exchanging with humans!"

Heiyan answered proudly, like a good father showing off his child.

"You made it yourself?"

The people of Kun tribe and several minotaurs repeated in unison, their voices were loud and their eyes were almost popping out, and they all reached out to touch the water cups handed to them.

Everyone in the Heitu tribe laughed. Qi gently touched Yu Sui's head and pointed at the plates on the chopping board. "It's not just the cups. These bowls, plates, and pottery pots were all made by him."

Just now, these people only had their eyes on the food and didn't pay any attention to the utensils used to hold the food. After hearing what he said, they looked down and found that although there were stains on it, it was still visible that it was made of the same material as the cups in their hands.

Yu Sui scratched his chin as everyone in the room looked at him with jaws dropped. He was only able to do this by standing on the shoulders of giants, and he felt a little ashamed to see everyone so amazed.

"Now I really understand why you let the cub be the patriarch..."

Bi Qi repeated in a daze what Chief Kun had just said.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Yu Sui, and the movement was so big that Yu Sui was startled.

"Are you really a snow werewolf cub? How can you be so powerful?!"

Before Yu Sui could even think of a response, Hei Yan was already dissatisfied. Why did everyone keep saying this? This was a form of discrimination against them, the Snow Werewolves!

"That's not all. I've long said that Xiaoyu is very smart! Every race will have a genius every few hundred years, and now it's our turn as snow werewolves. What's wrong?"

Heiyan said through gritted teeth.

Chief Kun is a snow werewolf about the same age as Heiyan. He worries about the tribe's affairs every day, and his face is full of vicissitudes of life. At this moment, his face is full of jealousy.

"Then why is it your tribe's cub? This is so unfair. Why can't it be ours?"

They are all snow wolves, what is the difference between them? Why didn’t this miracle happen to them!

After hearing what their leader said, the members of the Kun tribe all expressed their agreement with indignation.

Whether it's delicious food or homemade pottery, the Heitu tribe is visibly moving towards a better life. How can they not be jealous?

Heiyan's forehead wrinkles were filled up by laughing. He had a deep Western look, but he smiled like a silly uncle.

Although Chief Kun knew Heiyan's character and would not abandon his fellow tribesmen if they developed well, he was still envious and jealous. The more he looked at his smiling face, the more he disliked it.

The pottery of their Kun tribe is also restricted by human caravans, and a large amount of money is needed every year to exchange pottery. After all, no matter how careful they are, the strength and living environment of the snow wolves are destined to make the pottery have a shorter lifespan.

Chief Kun restrained his strength and sharp claws, fearing that he would damage the shiny ceramic cup in front of him.

He had never seen pottery of such high quality before. The ones that humans used to trade with them were not considered fine products.

Even the wealthy minotaur couldn't put the pottery cup down. Not only did it feel great, but the cup also had a dense texture. He looked at the large pottery jar next to it. It was obvious that such a structure would not explode easily, which was much better than that of humans.

He immediately realized the purpose of the Black Map Tribe bringing the pottery. It must be more than just for use on the road. As far as he knew, the Snow Werewolves were not such particular orcs.

"How much pottery did you bring?" Bi Qi asked with a sharp look in his eyes.

As a orc tribe that was sent by the patriarch to arrange communications, Bi Qi was naturally valued. He had a high status in the Red Grass Tribe and was also a contender for the next patriarch.

Except for the Golden Kingdom and the Black Wolf Tribe, which were influenced by humans and started the system of patriarchal inheritance, the other tribes were based on the principle of first come first served, and each chief was carefully selected before taking the position.

Heiyan wanted to pass the position of chief to Qi because Qi was a good fighter and was the best warrior in the tribe, but Yu Sui showed up unexpectedly.

Having been in contact for years, Heiyan knew that Beech could decide on a deal, so he said thoughtfully, "We only started making pottery this fall, and we were too busy to make much. We only made fifty pots, and a few more plates, bowls, and cups, but only a hundred of each."

Everyone was extremely busy in the autumn. Karan was busy with the canteen work, while Xiangcao, Qi and Xu were warriors and had to collect more food. They could only squeeze out half a day every day to make pottery.

Most of them were made by Yu Sui, who was relatively free, before the temperature dropped. Later, when the temperature dropped below zero and the water surface began to freeze, it became more troublesome to make clay and pottery blanks. Yu Sui made a small amount and put it in the cellar to dry in the shade, which took several months to dry.

This number is obviously just a drop in the bucket for the Red Grass Tribe, and the minotaur's expression became a little regretful.

But it's better to have something than nothing, especially when compared with the envious Chief Kun who was almost biting his handkerchief, Bi Qi was still satisfied.

"Your Black Rock and Black Map tribes are doing great this year. You have more pottery, can trade more food, and can even cook the food so deliciously..."

Chief Kun spoke with resentment, which was in stark contrast to his mighty physique.

Yu Sui chuckled secretly. They were indeed from the same clan. The focus was on whether the food tasted good or not.

Originally, they planned to discuss the specific transaction after returning from refining salt, but since it was brought up now, they might as well discuss it in advance.