Chapter 37: CH 37

The females and the old men from the tribe were very curious but they still believed in Qin Fei’s methods. The two old men happily went to collect some more white powdered fruits and gave them to Qin Fei. Qin Fei cut open the white powdered fruits, poured the white powder inside into a large gourd basin, added some water and stirred it slowly. He had some females take out some of the marinated meat, cut it into large pieces, skewer it with sticks and slowly smoked it by the fire. He also had some more females cook edible wild vegetable broth, baked some sweet potatoes and plant roots under the fire. He started to knead the dough vigorously, making them extra strong. He had the thin stone pans brought in, put them on the fire, rubbed some fruit oil on them and began to bake the pancakes. 

Qin Fei cooked a sheet of golden brown pancakes. He took the pancakes and flattened them out, shredded the smoked cured meat, put some on the pancakes, brushed them with the sauce, tore some washed raw wild vegetables and put them on top, sprinkled some shredded wild onions, before he finally handed the rolled pancakes to one of the older males.

“Try it, how does it taste?” 

The older male took it, took a bite and nodded repeatedly “It’s too delicious…” Given that Qin Fei’s food had a name, the older male asked “What’s this called?”

Qin Fei quickly rolled up another one and handed it to another older male who was looking at it eagerly. He smiled and said, “This is called a bacon pie.”

Everyone was salivating, Qin Fei laughed and let them roll their own food to eat, only then they stopped moving. Ruma and Xiao Bu sat down beside him and Qin Fei hurriedly rolled up a few pancakes for them to eat, and let them eat it with the soup.

A few females saw that Qin Fei was too busy and came over to help. Qin Fei showed them how to cook the pancakes while telling them to experiment on a few flat-bottomed stone pans. In a short while, several females were already able to cook good flatbreads.  

Qin Fei struck while the iron was hot and taught them some more, how to make meat pie and spring onion pancakes. Several females jumped at the chance and actually made spring onion pancakes and simple meat pancakes just by Qin Fei’s verbal command. Although the meat pancakes were made from vegetables and cooked salted marinated meat, they still tasted very good. It was approved by everyone.

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Qin Fei was stunned, ‘Amu, doesn’t that mean mother? But it’s not like he’s a female…’ 

When Xiao Bu saw his face change, he immediately stopped talking and pouted his mouth as he felt hurt.

Qin Fei saw the expression on Xiao Bu’s face and immediately said, “Call me Dad (A diē).” 

Xiao Bu was immediately full of surprise and said softly, “A die, Qin Fei A die…”

The corners of Qin Fei’s mouth twitched a little, a daddy is a daddy and also Daddy Qin Fei, when he thought about it, Xiao Bu still had his real father although both of them don’t not admit it, it’s still true. 

Qin Fei touched his nose too, “When I have time, Daddy Qin Fei will make you something even more delicious.”

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Xiao Bu clapped his hands happily, “Hn, for Grandpa Ruma too.” 

Ruma stroked Xiao Bu’s head lovingly, “Xiao Bu is such a good child.”

The skin of the fruit was so hard that it was like a natural sealing jar, so its shelf life was certainly not short. While the group was having lunch, Qin Fei asked an old man from the tribe about the fruit. He was surprised to learn that it could be stored for more than three years. It was the perfect food for storage and Qin Fei wanted to get some more. 

After lunch, Qin Fei allowed some of the females to continue with the weaving production, while the older males took the other females to pick up the white-powder fruits. It was not that Qin Fei couldn’t help, it was just that he wanted the older members of the tribe to have a greater sense of presence. Since they always felt old and useless while they looked at the busy tribe with envy. The fact that they were able to participate in the harvesting in the nearest area gave them a sense of certainty that they could still do something. Especially the older male who have spent their lives contributing to the tribe by hunting, need this affirmation. In some ways, this affirmation was more effective than a panacea for these old men.

After they had left, Qin Fei measured Ruma and began to make underpants for him and Sa Lei. By the time he had worked until the sun was in the west, two sets of underpants for Ruma and Sa Lei were ready. Sa Lei’s and Ruma’s trousers were different from the ones he was wearing now, Ruma’s being slightly longer and more suitable for an old man who was afraid of the cold. Sa Lei’s trousers are similar to Qin Fei’s, but Qin Fei has also made two sets of knee and arm pads for Sa Lei, which are tied with rattan strings for defence when hunting. 

The camp had accumulated around two to three hundred white-powdered fruits. The hunting and picking team had just returned to the camp.

Today was exceptionally productive. The picking team brought back a lot of fruit and vegetables. Sa Lei and the team not only caught several large herbivores, but also two female brown furbear alive. Qin Fei happily tied them to the fence and fed them along with the baa beasts. 

Qin Fei asked Xiao Bu to take the trousers he had made for Ruma back, after that he dragged Sa Lei into the tent to try the trousers on. The trousers were originally approximately made but he didn’t expect that it would fit quite well. Sa Lei was so excited that he kissed Qin Fei fiercely. Mocha was crouching outside the tent, anxiously waiting as he coughed which made Sa Lei furious and wanted to throw him into the river and feed him to the fish. 

Qin Fei’s face blushed red as he was embarrassed, Mocha awkwardly scratched his head and suggested bacon pancakes for dinner.  

Mocha and the other males had heard that Qin Fei had made a lot of delicious ‘bacon pies’ using the tasteless white flour fruit for lunch, and were making noise about it. Mocha was pushed by the group to beg Qin Fei for food because he had a cheap mouth.

This time, Qin Fei did not directly do it but directed the females to cook. Not only did the females make delicious bacon pancakes, but with Qin Fei’s help, they also made a lot of it. There were flatbreads with pure meat, flatbreads with edible wild vegetables and meat, and flatbreads with all vegetables. 

The females and the elders preferred a mixture of edible wild vegetables and meat, while the males preferred pure meat, but occasionally it was nice to have a vegetarian pie for a change of flavour.

While eating the cakes and drinking the soup, Sa Lei told Qin Fei about today’s hunting process. Qin Fei listened with great interest, interrupting from time to time to ask questions. After dinner, the group was busy packing up. Qin Fei showed Sa Lei the things that the females had made up today, some of which they had made under Qin Fei’s guidance and dictation, but it had gradually improved after a few times. What was brought to Sa Lei were, of course, perfected items. He saw the tight rattan baskets and backpack baskets. He was so happy that he gave Qin Fei a kiss that caused him to blush and give him a kick in the face. 

Sa Lei didn’t get angry, laughed happily and said, “This year we will be able to exchange many good things with other tribes.”

The females were even happier hearing Sa Lei’s words, since they were finally able to use their hands to make a greater contribution for their tribe.

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