Chapter 41: CH 41

Qin Fei was worried about the tents. This kind of simple tent did not provide much protection from the wind and rain. Actually, it should have been replaced a long time ago. Qin Fei did not suggest building a house because almost all of the tribe’s labour force was working for food. It was not the best time to build a house when food was scarce and there was no urgent need for one. The second reason was that the low-lying terrain was not suitable for long-term living. 

He had heard from Ruma that the Nata tribe had only moved here two years ago. The reason for the move was that the previous location was not suitable for the extended dry season of the last two summers. If the drought continued to be prolonged this year, then the small river that ran through the tribe would barely save their lives. If the summer drought was shortened, then the increased flood (or high-water) season would soon turn the area into a swampy pool of water. This was not a suitable place to live for long and there was no need to spend a lot of money on building the houses.

Qin Fei couldn’t help but sigh, if only there was something that wasn’t as much work and troublesome as building a house and was stronger than a tent to shelter from the wind and rain. 

Sa Lei came up to him quietly, hugged him from behind and whispered close to his ear, “Frowning, what are you thinking about?”

Leaning against Sa Lei, Qin Fei murmured, “I’m thinking of something simpler than building a house, but stronger than a tent made of animal skins and bark.”

Listening to Qin Fei’s almost mumbled words, Sa Lei could not help but ask. Qin Fei leaned in and spoke briefly about what he knew about the temporary houses built with wooden planks or other makeshift materials and the bamboo buildings built by the minority or ethnic group in the south areas. Sa Lei was amazed to hear that the wooden houses and bamboo houses that Qin Fei spoke of were much better than tents. Sa Lei rushed to find Ruma and gathered his people to listen to Qin Fei’s detailed explanation.

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The simple tribesmen were not stupid, despite their living in backwardness. Like dried up sponges, they absorbed the knowledge that Fei had given to them. Many of them not only understand what Qin Fei had teached them quickly but also think of details that Qin Fei would not have considered.

The Qin family had been in the medical profession for generations and had a strong family history, not to mention the private hospitals and pharmacy chains that they run, the Qin family could casually sell one of their prescriptions, people would offer thousands or millions to buy it. The Qin family had hundreds upon hundreds of prescriptions that had been passed down from one generation to the next generation. As the only son of the family, Qin Fei was loved by his parents since he was a child. When he was young, if his grandfather did not require him to spend some time in the mountains every year, he would have been a rich spoiled young master that had everything provided on his back. At the most, he had some ancestral skills compared to those rich boys. If not, where would he be able to weave straw sandals and backpack baskets as well as to be able to make a fire for cooking? It could be said that the Qin family’s grandfather’s education had its foresight. 

When he was young, Qin Fei did not understand why his grandfather abandoned living in his comfortable villa yet he chose to live in the remote mountains where he had to deal with the poor mountain people. Only when he grew up did he realize that his grandfather loved the nature there and could not leave the herbs that were all over in the mountains.

However, even so, Qin Fei had never built a house. It was unlikely that his grandfather would catch a little child to build a house. The purpose of teaching him knitting and gardening was to cultivate the child’s mind and to lay the foundation for the fine art of pharmacology and acupuncture, other than that, the Qin grandfather could not bear to put his precious grandson through those useless hardships, so it was not easy for Qin Fei to draw a diagram of the house after so many years and to explain each part in detail. 

Now that everyone had a good understanding of the houses, the question of building a house came up. Some of the tribe mens suggested building the house as soon as it was ready, but Ruma turned it down. Ruma voiced his concerns and suggested that simple houses should be built first, a point that happened to hold the same view with Qin Fei. The group heard that if there would be particularly good rainfall soon after this year’s dry season, then they would have to move as soon as autumn started. They all agreed with Ruma’s words, instead of wasting their energy building such a nice house that would eventually be thrown away, they should first build something less costly, so even the wooden and bamboo houses that Qin Fei mentioned were much better than the tents they used to live in.

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Mocha was very interested in what Qin Fei said about bamboo buildings and asked in a loud voice, “Boss Qin Fei, we all know what you mean about wooden houses, they are made from wood. But what is bamboo? Can you tell us more about it, otherwise we don’t know what it is? I still think the bamboo building is quite nice and it sounds better than that wooden house.” 

Everyone also thought the bamboo house was good and yelled that they wanted to find bamboo to build a bamboo house.

The silent Banert, who had been listening sullenly, suddenly said to Qin Fei after hearing everyone’s suggestions, “Qin, Boss Qin Fei, I’ve heard that some tribes in the jungle live up in the trees. They are there to hide from the wild animals but the tree buildings are very unstable and dangerous. And … I don’t think climbing a tree that high would work for the cubs, the females and the old people of the clan, so I don’t agree with building bamboo buildings. Banert is not very good at talking, so Boss Qin Fei, don’t be offended.” 

Qin Fei smiled at the red-faced Banert, a man who was honest and straightforward but not blindly obedient. He nodded to Banert and said, “Banert is right to be concerned, those tree houses are high up, not built strong and are indeed dangerous. It is right that Banert should question it here today, it proves that he has the safety of all his people in mind.”

Hearing Qin Fei’s words, the tribe members who had been somewhat dissatisfied with Banert for questioning Qin Fei, immediately cast a respectful glance at Banert. 

Both Ruma and Sa Lei nodded approvingly and praised Qin Fei for doing so, and looked at each other again, smiling without saying anything. Banert also felt grateful and admired Qin Fei even more for speaking up for him instead of being annoyed.

Qin Fei cleared his throat and continued to explain, “The bamboo house is built on the ground, but it is some distance away from the ground. Some of the tribes that live in the south where we live have rainy weather and wet ground, so the people of those tribes would build bamboo houses to live in.” Qin Fei drew the impression of a simple bamboo house on the ground and to emphasise the feeling of a bamboo house, he also drew the bamboo joints more clearly, then he said, “There are bamboo houses that are shorter from the ground, about as high as a Xiao Bu; some are taller than the ground, about the waist of a Sa Lei or higher. The bamboo houses have stairways on the ground made of wood or bamboo…” Qin Fei drew the stairway again. “People can step on them to enter the bamboo house.” 

Until Qin Fei finished speaking, no one made any sound, Qin Fei looked up at the crowd with some confusion. When he saw them all smiling, Sa Lei and Ruma even laughed out loud.

Qin Fei asked with a puzzled expression, “What’s wrong?” 

Mocha was quick to speak and pointed to the section of bamboo texture that Qin Fei had drawn, “I say, Boss Qin Fei, although your drawing doesn’t look like much, we can still guess what you are talking about when you say ‘bamboo’. You’ve never been to the mountain on the north side of the tribe, have you? There’s so much bamboo all over the mountain that you can’t even see the edge. We call it the ‘green knot tree’. It’s so useless that there aren’t even any big beasts in the forest, and deeper down there are big flying insects that can hurt people, so nobody goes in there at all.”

Everyone nodded in agreement and Sa Lei also laughed and said, “You can have that stuff as much as you want. Let’s take our tools and start building the bamboo house now.”

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