CH 11

The picking team returned to the camp in the evening with another harvest. There was one male today that especially came back alive from the bite of the red-headed poison king. The picking team members blah blah blah, added the vivid details while telling the story. Hearing this, some people who were out hunting were very skeptical. With everyone lending a hand (eagerly but somewhat chaotically), they pulled out the snake carcass from Qin Fei’s backpack. The camp was filled with the sound of people drawing cold air. The expression of those who look at Qin Fei was full of awe and veneration. 

Ruma was shocked and amazed, he called Bart who was bitten by the red-headed poison king to his side and lifted his injured arm for a closer look. The wound on the arm was applied with layers of green crushed grass, emitting a pure bitter and sweet fragrance. Ruma gently scraped off a little bit of the crushed grass on the corner with his fingernails, twisted it before putting it near to his nose and sniffed it. His eyes immediately glowed gold. From the smell of it, there were two herbs in it he knew, but he never thought that these two herbs could be mixed together to use. The color and the smell were obviously much better than his own black medicine.

“Is this, is this also what Qin Fei made?” He asked Bart in surprise. 

Bart nodded his head honestly, “Yes, this medicine is very good. As soon as I apply it, the wound seems to be blown by a cool breeze and I don’t feel the pain anymore. Qin Fei said that I should stay in the tribe for several days. As long as the wound doesn’t get in touch with water, with two or three times more after applying the medicine, I’ll be fine by then.”

“Great, very good… this little guy is a treasure!” Ruma excitedly stroked his beard, almost pulling out all of his beard.

Only Sa Lei who had a gloomy face as he warned Qin Fei with an angry tone. If he dared going to be so fearless and risk his life again, he would open the flower in his PP. Soon after that, Sa Lei turned his attention to the weapon that Qin Fei used to kill the red-headed poison king. He loosened his grip and used his right hand, signaling Qin Fei to give him the thing. Qin Fei dawdled around before he handed over the saber, Sa Lei pulled it hard a few times but he still couldn’t pull the saber out.

Sa Lei frowned, he returned the saber back to Qin Fei. Because of this, Qin Fei was pleased in his heart, however he then heard Sa Lei say, “Pull it out!” 

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Looking at Sa Lei’s eyes full of hard to believe and pleasantly surprised, Qin Fei sneered and spat in his heart ‘What a savage country bumpkin!’. 

Before he finished cursing, he saw Sa Lei rush back to the tent and took out the other saber as well. He pulled out the saber by pressing on the spring, weighed it in his hand and waved it a few times. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He then turned his face to look at Qin Fei. Seeing his bitter face, he could not help but laugh out loud.

“These two things belong to me (would be in my charge).” Sa Lei had a bad smile on his face. 

“Bullshit, are you a robber? That’s Lao Zi’s stuff. Why should it be in your charge? Moreover you want to take two of it…” Qin Fei jumped in anger. Originally, he thought he would only take one so he could still keep one for himself. Who knew that this guy was actually so greedy?

Sa Lei looked at him who was hopping mad, his eyes were full of calculation, “If you mate with me today, I’ll just take one.” 

“Damn you…” Qin Fei thoroughly exploded, that stance was simply as if he was going to fight for life.

Sa Lei saw him really going mad so he did not tease Qin Fei anymore. He gave him back the saber which was previously used by Qin Fei, “I take one, is that okay?” 

Qin Fei was panting with rage as he said, “That’s better.” However, on second thought, ‘That’s not right ah! Based on what, this bastard forcefully took my stuff yet he still seemed as if he was getting an unfair advantage?’ He clenched his teeth and was about to explode, ‘There was no way ah! He and this bandit leader’s strength were too different.’

At night, they made a bonfire and roast the sweet potatoes and cooked the broth with sweet potatoes. It would be a bonfire party in the evening. 

Qin Fei looked at everyone’s satisfied look, his anger also subsided. After all, for the whole tribe, there were not many opportunities where they could gather and eat together like this.

The days after Qin Fei came to the tribe, there were only two such ‘big pot meals’. Usually, because the food was really not abundant, the food was distributed based on family. In order to keep the hunting warriors fed and have the strength to hunt, many other members of the family were often in the state of starving. For this reason, the whole tribe was grateful to Qin Fei. 

Qin Fei took advantage of the time when everyone was busy, to pick up the two snake carcasses. Bringing these two snakes back was not for show. The head of the snake was certainly poisonous and could not be eaten as well as, of course, the internal organs too. He carefully removed the skin and washed the blood clean. But Qin Fei did not throw away the useful snake gal and snake venom. Taking advantage of when everyone didn’t pay attention, he secretly put it into the sealed bottle from his medical kit. He then commanded Sa Lei and let him set up the uneven small stone pot, ready to cook the snake stew.

When he said small pot, it was only a relative comparison. For a tribal dinner, there were several large stone pots that were comparable to a square bathtub. This pot, similar to an oversized laundry tub, was indeed not large. 

Sa Lei obediently made the fire and boiled the water, Qin Fei turned back to the tent and emptied the contents of his animal skin bag. Thanks to the injured Bart, he was very attentive on his way back and forth. Whenever he found any similar herbs, he tried to dig it up, to develop a spirit like Sheng Nong to try a hundred kinds of herbs. Therefore the search was for some external use and internal use of ordinary herbs, not the poisonous one.

While he was looking for it, Qin Fei also accidentally found a few seasoning plants and ingredients. He let everyone identify it one by one and memorized it. Because today’s main purpose was to transport the sweet potatoes back so everyone did not collect anything more, only Qin Fei, the one who dug up some wild onions and wild garlic that he found. There was also the rhizome of a purple plant that can act as a sweetener which was already rare, although no ginger was found. 

Qin Fei selected some of those seasoning ingredients and washed them, pulled out his saber and chopped them up and poured them into the soup water. The aroma of the seasonings slowly spread as the water tumbled. Qin Fei smiled with satisfaction and threw the snake meat cut into small pieces into the water in one go. The snake meat was tender, so after a few turns in the boiling water, it began to emit aroma. In a few moments, the extremely sweet meat smell had attracted a group of people staring at the stone pot and drooling. The children were bold enough to run over and ask what he was cooking in the pot. Qin Fei smiled and let them go to get their own bowls. The snake meat soup cooked in the pot was served for the children who lined up well, they would get a scoop of portion.

After he finished distributing it to the crowd of little glutton; the soup in the pot was only half left, Qin Fei gave and served some to several pregnant females and those with children. Next, he gave it to several elders and disabled males of the clan, including Bart who was wounded today. Those strong males helplessly looked at him but Qin Fei decided to ignore them for the time being. In the end, he took a full stone bowl, carried it and sent it to Ruma and Xiao Bu. 

Sa Lei’s expression gradually became gloomy as he depressingly ate ‘the meal cooked in a large pot’, he then walked back to his tent alone.