Chapter 300 The Meaning of Pastries
If you get into a fight or accidentally break it, don't feel bad. Modern handicrafts are more cost-effective no matter how you look at it.
In Zhang Qiling's bedroom, there is a full set of golden nanmu furniture, pearl tassel curtains, and a Yao bed, all made entirely by hand using various precious materials, showing the attention and respect that the tribesmen have for him.
Zhang Qiling had just been in his room for less than a quarter of an hour when someone came knocking on the door.
The person who came in was Zhang Ruiping, who had returned to the clan earlier. He was holding a big food box in his hand.
After accompanying the patriarch on a trip, he thought he had a preliminary understanding of some of the patriarch's habits and ideas, and was the most suitable person to serve the patriarch so far, so he volunteered to come and take care of the patriarch.
When the patriarch stayed in the clan territory, the daily cleaning, adding incense, and inspection of the main attic basically fell on him.
If the patriarch is not here, these things will be done by Zhang Ruiqing, who used to clean and do daily maintenance here.
Seeing Zhang Ruiping coming in with a lunch box, Zhang Qiling was a little curious.
It’s not time for lunch now, why are you here with a lunch box?
Zhang Ruiping saw his confusion and spoke as he opened the lunch box.
"These are cakes made by the tribesmen. Seeing that the tribe leader is coming back today, they sent them here on their own initiative."
Last time, Zhang Moyu realized that these new-age people in his clansmen couldn't even cook, let alone prepare medicinal food, so he arranged a cooking course for everyone in his family.
After experiencing Zhang Moyu's harsh scorn, those tribesmen worked hard. Not only did they carefully study medicinal food, they also took the initiative to learn how to make other cakes and snacks, striving to avoid being despised by the elders again. It would be best if they were looked at with new eyes after three days of absence.
So when Zhang Moyu and the others came back again, he would be the first to come and show his courtesy with the pastries he made.
Zhang Qiling sat at the table, looking at the plates of exquisite pastries that were gradually placed on the table, and gave Zhang Ruiping a questioning look.
Although Zhang Ruiping couldn't understand what he meant immediately, Zhang Qiling gave him a questioning look, probably just wanting to know the relevant situation. So he would explain in more details, and there would always be a sentence that could answer the point.
"There should be quite a few people sending gifts to the two elders. Elder Mo Yu will probably receive more than just cakes. After all, he was the one who had the most complaints about the tribe members' cooking skills in the beginning, and now he is in charge of the tribe's land and the affairs of the idle personnel.
During this period, there are many people who want to hone their skills and take shortcuts in order to satisfy their needs.
I have checked the cakes here in advance. Most of the people who deliver cakes are from the "Rui" generation. If the clan leader likes a certain kind of cake, he can order it to be made and delivered frequently in the future.
If you don't particularly like anything, I'll send you three plates of pastries at a fixed time every day while you're in the clan land. They'll be served with tea. If you don't want to eat them, I'll take them away before they're past their best-before date."
After hearing his words, Zhang Qiling was silent for a long time before finally uttering a word.
"Um."
The ambiguous answer made Zhang Ruiping a little confused as to whether the patriarch was satisfied or dissatisfied with his words.
However, compared to other tribesmen who can only be acquaintances with the tribe leader and cannot get a single word of response from the tribe leader, Zhang Ruiping is already very satisfied.
Zhang Qiling simply took three plates of pastries nearby and tasted them. After confirming that his family members' cooking skills had improved rapidly, he lost interest in these snacks.
He wants to see the big picture from the small!
Since even snacks are so delicious nowadays, I guess everyday meals and soups will not be the same as before.
Nothing else matters, he just hopes there won't be any more bugs on his dining table.
Although he can accept fried silkworm pupae and fried bamboo worms, which taste pretty good, who wants to eat worms when he has nothing better to do?
Thinking that he hadn't seen the children of the tribe for a long time, Zhang Qiling decided to go to the martial arts training ground which was closer to here to check on the little ones in the tribe.
Looking at the dozen or so plates filled with pastries on the table, Zhang Qiling decided to take them all with him and share them with the children.
He still remembered that earlier, he arranged for Zhang Benan to manage the education of the children in the family. Later, after Zhang Ruiqi recovered his health, he also joined the teaching management industry.
Zhang Ruiqi was the woman who was brought out when the Wang family was wiped out, who had her eyes gouged out and her tongue cut out, and was rescued after being transformed into a half-forbidden woman.
Zhang Benshan, who was afraid of ghosts, once mistook him for a ghost. The two even spent some time together at close range. When Zhang Ruiqi was recuperating from his injuries, he often went to scare Zhang Benshan on the orders of the clan elders. He kindly helped Zhang Benshan desensitize himself to ghosts, and the results were ultimately remarkable.
It's funny to say that under her constant influence, Zhang Benshan has now become a materialist.
After all, when someone uses all kinds of tricks to scare you, and then explains to you one by one how these tricks are designed, how they deceive your visual senses and guide you to think more, then when you see those scenes again, you will unconsciously think about what means were used to achieve this phenomenon.
Zhang Benshan now feels that things like rice dumplings and ghosts can be explained by science. The reason why science cannot understand them now is definitely because technological development is not yet in place!
He felt that the end of metaphysics was science...
Zhang Qiling arrived at the martial arts training ground at the perfect time, just in time for Zhang Benan to take a break after finishing his new course.
Looking at a dozen young children, their faces flushed with fatigue, gathered in groups of three or four, talking and laughing lively, Zhang Qiling's whole temperament softened.
"How are the children?"
Zhang Qiling looked at them, who were out of breath after just finishing basic training, and was not in a hurry to distribute cakes to the children. He first went to talk to Zhang Benan.
“Only a few of these children were brought back by members of the tribe who had wandered away, and their personalities varied.
Most of them were rescued from that operation. They have some psychological trauma and unstable bloodlines. Some time ago, they would occasionally transform into half-beasts and lose their temper without restraint when unhappy. But now they are much better."
Zhang Ben'an stuck the wooden stick in his hand on the ground. Although he spoke in a businesslike tone, his expression was very relaxed, and his fingers tapped on the stick from time to time.
"As for blood concentration, the ones we brought back from there have higher concentrations. The most mischievous one in the group has the highest blood concentration, close to 50%.
Not to mention these young children and those with the 'Hai' character, this concentration is higher than many people with the 'Rui' character. It must be a phenomenon of atavism caused by stimulation."
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