Chapter 27: Days in the Haim Tribe 1

  "Haisen leader, please don't worry too much. I just want to say that Tailisha was taken away by the leader of the Mudaba tribe, Mika. This time I came specifically to tell you this thing." Chu Huo said calmly and clearly explained the situation to Haisen.

  Haisen's anxious expression just now was gone, but his face looked a bit despondent: "Alas, Taili Sha really can't escape the palm of Mudika's leader. Chuyan leader, why don't you like Taili Sha? If you liked Taili Sha, I believe you would have a way to deal with Mudika."

  "Sorry, Haisen leader, I already have another woman I like." Chu Yan bowed his head slightly to Haisen, showing his apology.

  "Alright, alright... Nika has always been pursuing Tailisha, I suppose she will be good to her too. My guests, please rest in my leaf hut!" Haisen's smile was as humble as he could make it, but it still looked desolate, and he suddenly looked five years older.

  Haysen's leader was humble and courteous, and the people of Haimu tribe were generally so, with no resemblance to Tairisha who was spoiled and loved to cause trouble. If there was a common point between them, it would be that their skin was all very dark.

  Mo Ye, Chu Huo and a few others followed Hai Sen to his leaf hut. This was the largest hut in the entire tribe, capable of accommodating over a dozen people at once. The roof of the leaf hut was made up of countless leaves stacked together, looking neat and tidy, yet it was unclear what held these leaves together. The perimeter of the leaf hut consisted of thin branches from small trees, with their lower ends inserted into the sand. It looked like a wooden house, but due to the gaps between the tree trunks not being tightly joined, large crevices appeared. Therefore, this type of leaf hut could only be used in summer, and its warmth retention was far inferior to that of mountain caves when the weather turned cold.

  A few people sat on the animal hide in the leaf shed at Haisen's invitation, and the whole animal hide felt damp and humid, presumably the entire seaside was so humid.

  The two leaders occasionally chatted about the weather and other topics, then Chu Hu proposed exchanging salt. Haysen was very happy, as his tribe mostly ate fish and could only eat meat from the forest when other tribes brought food to exchange.

  At night, the people who fell inside Kan were arranged in a small leaf shed with no animal hides. Chu Yu ordered the tribesmen to gather firewood and bring out their own meat to roast and eat.

  This made Mo Yuer somewhat indignant: "Is this how the Hai Mu tribe treats its guests? In our tribe, Taili Sha eats the prey we hunt back."

  Chu Hu smiled and said, "Tairitsa is a woman, and among us there are men, so we don't need the Haimu tribe to provide food. Besides, their food is not something we're used to eating."

  Mo Yi'er curled her lip, thinking to herself that Tai Lisha was truly a freeloader! She glossed over the matter and asked, "What kind of food can't we eat? Seafood?"

  "Yes, fish tastes very smelly and we are not used to eating it."

  Mo Yu'er swallowed her saliva, and before she crossed over, although she didn't like eating fish much, now every day she eats barbecue, it's also good to change the taste, eat that fish meat freshness. "Why don't we go to the seaside too, see if we can catch some fish."

  "Do you like eating fish?" Chu Huo asked in puzzlement, and the people adding firewood beside him also looked at Mo Yi'er with doubt.

  "It's fine, fish meat supplements the body with necessary nutrients, eating some is always good. It's not very late now, let's go take a look!" Mo Yier's voice had a hint of pleading, making it difficult for Chu Yan to refuse, he was getting more and more helpless against Mo Yier.

  The little fluffy ball seemed to dislike the salty and humid air by the sea, lying on a large leaf pretending to be dead.

  Then Chu Yan took Mo Yuer alone to the seaside.

  The distance from Yesheng District to the sea is about one thousand meters, which is a rough estimate by Mo Yi'er, but it's unclear whether it's high tide or low tide now.

  The sand was soft, and Mo Yu'er took off her homemade leather boots and stepped on it. As she approached the sea, the sand became a wet and sticky patch, with a hint of coolness, which felt very comfortable to step on.

  Mo Yu'er wants to go to the beach and dig in the sand with a stone knife as the tide goes out, to see if she can find some shells or small crabs.

  Not far away, some people from the Haimu tribe were fishing and saw Mo Yi'er and Chu Yan. They couldn't help but walk over to greet them. Mo Yi'er saw their wooden spears and grass nets used for fishing, although they were backward and primitive tools, but enough to reflect the wisdom of the Haimu tribe.

  They learned that Mo Yi was there to fish and enthusiastically presented him with two large fish they had just caught. Mo Yi couldn't help but feel guilty for having just said they were not hospitable, but he also accepted them, planning to roast and eat them at night.

  Then they continued to dig on the beach, unfortunately, it was high tide now, so there was nothing good that could be dug up on the exposed beach. They could only hold two big fish that had been processed by Chu Yan and return to the leaf shed.

  The fish were very large, each weighing around three catties. The people of the Kankan tribe who had fallen inside saw the fish and slightly furrowed their brows, but Mo Yier just smiled and used a stone knife to cut the fish into pieces. She rubbed salt on the fleshy parts and hung them on tree branches to roast, but she thought it was a waste to roast such a delicious fish head like that. So she looked at Chu Huo: "Chu Huo, I remember Taili Sha saying that their tribe has earthen pots, why don't we go borrow one? I want to make a fish head soup to eat."

  "Alright!" Chu Yan looked at Mo Yuer's expectant expression and agreed after a brief moment of consideration.

  Mo Yu'er happily said that Chu Yan was a good person, and the people around him couldn't help but secretly laugh. The leader of the Chu clan was actually not an easy person to talk to! Only in front of Mo Yu'er would he become different.

  Then Chu Huo and Mo Yier went to borrow a pottery pot together.

  Haisen's leaf hut was also cooking dinner, and the smell of fishy smell really didn't smell good. Mo Yier and Chu Huo walked in and directly stated their intention. Among these primitive people, there were no twists and turns, which saved a lot of tongue.

  Hai Sen generously took out his own ceramic pot: "You take it and use it, actually it's not something extraordinary, just cooking things is a bit faster than stone pots."

  Perhaps because of Nikka's fondness for Tailasha, the Haimu tribe exchanged pottery with less food or salt than other tribes, looking more prosperous than other tribes.

  Mo Yier, however, was like a child who had obtained a treasure, hugging the ceramic pot and refusing to let go. Mo Yier asked Haisen again: "Haisen leader, do you have seasonings for cooking fish? Like salt and other things that can be added to food."

  Haisen shook his head: "Isn't it just salt and pepper that can be added to food?"