Jiang Xue never thought about what kind of harm she would cause to others by treating Sang Yang's injuries at such a close distance.
In her opinion, she was the only witch in the tribe who knew the art of rejuvenation, so it was inevitable for her to treat people's illnesses and injuries.
What's more, Sang Yang is the young patriarch of the Bashan tribe.
She carefully examined Sang Yang and confirmed that he had only a few blisters in his mouth from the hot tea, which were not too serious. She understood and said, "Young Clan Leader, thankfully the blisters aren't serious. You should be more careful next time you drink tea."
It was her fault, as she had never considered that all the tribes around here had no habit of drinking hot water. Even in the dead of winter, when they were thirsty, they would just grab a handful of snow and throw it into their mouths.
They are used to drinking cold water and raw water. Suddenly asking them to drink hot water will break their inherent habits.
The Snake Tribe had recently been researching iron smelting, and had made some progress. Many iron farm tools had already been produced and put into use, and she no longer had to go to the system redemption page and spend a large number of achievement points to redeem them. From now on, her achievement points could be spent on cutting tools.
As soon as she used the rejuvenation technique, Sang Yang felt his mouth was cool and comfortable.
When Mu Feng returned to the tribe and passed by the bamboo house, he saw such an ambiguous scene.
Jiang Xue stood on tiptoe in front of Sang Yang, seeming to be doing something.
Mu Feng frowned, his face turned pale as he dropped the iron ore he had just mined from the mine and strode into the bamboo house.
In the bamboo house, Jiang Xue had already performed a rejuvenation technique on Sang Yang once and was checking if there were any other blisters in his mouth. While she was carefully checking, Mu Feng suddenly grabbed her right hand and pulled her behind him.
Jiang Xue staggered and almost fell to the ground.
She looked at Mu Feng dissatisfiedly: "Mu Feng, what are you doing!"
Mu Feng gritted his teeth, but couldn't bring himself to yell at her. He turned his head and looked at Sang Yang, "I was wondering who it was. It turns out it's the young patriarch of the Bashan tribe who has come to visit."
Sang Yang was originally enjoying and sniffing the fascinating fragrance emanating from Jiang Xue. Suddenly, he heard these ambiguous words. He opened his eyes and curled up the corners of his mouth: "Chief Mu Feng, long time no see."
Long time no see!
Mu Feng stared at him with wide eyes: "How come the young patriarch has time to come to my Snake Tribe?"
Sang Yang repeated the words he had prepared long ago: "After I returned, I thought about it for a long time and decided to come to the Mufeng tribe leader to learn how to make pottery and how to make a backpack."
He looked through the window of the bamboo house at the furnace standing outside and said clearly, "But now it seems that I have a better choice. I want to learn how to smelt iron from Chief Mufeng."
Mu Feng was almost furious at his shameless words.
He looked at him with a gloomy face. If this wasn't in the bamboo house and in front of Axue, he would have punched him!
Mu Feng hummed, his voice filled with endless coldness: "Hmm? Why are you so sure that I will teach you about ironmaking?"
This is the biggest killer of the Snake Tribe. Looking across the entire continent, there is almost no tribe that can smelt iron tools like them.
In order to smelt iron, they suffered so much and took so many detours. Only the people of the Snake Tribe can understand the bitterness.
In fact, he almost had a rift with Jiang Xue at the beginning. How could he learn something just by saying "I want to learn"?
Sang Yang looked at him with his hands behind his back and said seriously, "Don't worry too much, Chief Mu Feng. I've made up my mind, and no matter who you are, you can't influence me. No matter how hard or tiring ironmaking is, I said I want to learn, and I must learn."
Shameless!
Mu Feng almost couldn't help himself and raised his hand to hit his dark face.
If Jiang Xue hadn't been quick enough to grab him, this guy would have fallen to the ground.
"Young Chief, if you want to learn how to make pottery, we can teach you. But you said you want to learn how to smelt iron, which I cannot agree to." Jiang Xue said, looking at him with a pair of clear eyes. "To be honest, the reason we have achieved what we have today is that everyone in the Snake Tribe is united. We share the hardships and difficulties. If even one person couldn't bear it, you wouldn't see us smelting iron so proudly in front of you today."
At this point, Jiang Xue changed the subject: "But if the Bashan tribe needs it, we can still do business."
Sang Yang looked at her in a daze. He could never have imagined that such words would come out of Jiang Xue's mouth.
"Transaction?" He smiled bitterly. "In your eyes, is this the only relationship we have?"
Why did I run here from the Bashan tribe with such a deep longing in mind?
Do you really think you want to learn how to make pottery and weave bamboo?
This is really an exaggeration - I came here just for you!
Otherwise, he doesn't care whether your Snake Tribe has offended the Blue Bird Tribe or the Black Water Tribe, he will stand on the same front with you?
Do you know that the Black Water Tribe and the Blue Bird Tribe have reached a consensus long ago that as long as the Blue Bird Tribe collects enough herbs, they will make a comeback. By then, how can your Snake Tribe be able to resist the attack from the two tribes?
Jiang Xue looked at him and said, "Apart from this, I really can't think of any other relationship between us."
relation?
Jiang Xue always felt something was strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
Sang Yang laughed dryly and looked at Mu Feng: "Could it be that Chief Mu Feng also thinks so?"
Mu Feng almost blurted out: [No, you are my enemy], but when the words came to his lips, they turned into: "I thought what Axue said was absolutely right."
"I can promise you that as long as you have a need and we can fulfill it, we will do our best to deliver it within the timeframe you request." Ah Xue was on his side, and Mu Feng's mood suddenly brightened. He said with a smile, "Young Clan Leader, you should understand what we mean, right?"
Sang Yang looked at Jiang Xue with hurt eyes, and he suddenly realized that he shouldn't have come here at all.
He closed his eyes, subtly hiding the loneliness in them, and said dryly, "I was just joking with you, why did you take it so seriously?" When he opened his eyes again, there was a firmness in his eyes: "Anyway, since I'm here, I will not leave empty-handed."
Mu Feng frowned: "In that case, then you can choose between pottery making and weaving."
Sang Yang smiled lightly and said cheerfully, "Okay, in that case, I'll learn pottery making first and then weaving."
Mu Feng stared at him with wide eyes, and was about to retort when Jiang Xue suddenly said, "If that's the case, then we agree to your request."
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