This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 214 - 146: The Vine Tribe Can’t Be That Strong

"It’s time to eat!"

Across the Feiyu River, at the shout of a Warrior from the Vine Tribe, over five hundred captives who were working dropped their tools and rushed towards the eating area.

These captives were assigned various tasks: cutting trees to build houses, reclaiming land to plant grains and vegetables, digging ditches, paving roads, gathering wild vegetables...

The work was not easy; though not life-threatening, it was even more exhausting than hunting.

Initially, the captives all had various thoughts.

But after a day’s hard labor, their stomachs were empty, their minds were blank, and they only wanted to fill their bellies quickly and take a good rest.

"Each person gets a bowl and a pair of chopsticks. No snatching, and no grabbing food with your hands. Otherwise, don’t expect to eat tonight."

Jing Jie stood before the captives and, in a rather blunt manner, made them line up, then handed out bowls and chopsticks, personally serving them food.

The food from the Pottery Cauldron was mostly wild vegetables and tuber-like grains, with no meat and not abundant in quantity—just enough to fill the captives half full.

Winter had just passed, and even though the Vine Tribe was relatively well-off with food, suddenly having to feed five hundred more people was not an easy task.

Therefore, allowing these captives to eat until half full so they have energy to work the next day was already quite good for them.

After serving the food, the captives were dumbfounded at the chopsticks in their hands; they didn’t know how to use these two sticks.

Jing Jie also picked up a pair of chopsticks, skillfully pinching them in hand, opening and closing them to demonstrate to the captives: "Pay attention, these are called chopsticks, used for picking up food. This is how you use them."

Jing Jie picked up a piece of wild vegetable from a pottery bowl, demonstrated to the captives, and then put it in his mouth.

"Of course, you have just arrived at the Vine Tribe, so expecting you to immediately know how to use chopsticks is impossible."

"No worries, you can start like this—clutch the chopsticks together, bring the bowl to your mouth, and scoop the food in. This method is simple enough, right?"

Jing Jie demonstrated again, grabbing the two chopsticks together, a method that didn’t require opening and closing them—relatively simple.

"Remember, don’t grab the food with your hands, or else you won’t be eating tonight."

In the Vine Tribe, learning to use chopsticks was a rule set by Jiang Xuan for all newcomers of the tribe.

Soon, the captives, with grim faces, clumsily began learning to use chopsticks, but mastering these two small sticks was not so easy.

Eventually, most captives adopted the simplest method—clutching both chopsticks together like sticks to scoop food from bowl to mouth.

Learning to use chopsticks was just the first rule of the Vine Tribe.

There were other rules like not defecating anywhere, frequent handwashing, taking baths often, and drinking boiled water, all of which these captives had to adapt to and strictly abide by.

Once they were accustomed to these rules, they naturally carried the mark of the Vine Tribe, making a clear distinction from people of other tribes.

These rules were not only beneficial for physical health but also subtly influenced every person in the Vine Tribe.

After finishing an awkward meal, the captives were divided by gender and made to bathe.

The Tribal Warriors of the Vine Tribe brushed each of them with rough bristled brushes, the water washing off of them black, showing just how dirty they were.

After the bath, the captives could finally sleep in the wooden houses.

Due to the large number of people, there were not enough beds in the wooden house, just dry grass spread on the ground.

The captives had no demands, quickly falling asleep on the dry grass.

However, due to their recent traumatic experiences, they almost exclusively had nightmares, many crying in their dreams.

After a night’s sleep, no matter if they wanted to or not, they had to continue working the next morning.

Such days would continue for a long time until they truly joined the Vine Tribe and became members of it.

In the first few days, there were also several captives who attempted to escape.

Inevitably, these people were killed, their bodies hung in the woods as a warning to others.

While the methods might seem cruel, without such actions, it would be difficult to intimidate the captives, leading to more trouble in the future.

Only by using a carrot-and-stick approach could these people gradually become loyal.

This was a relatively long process, requiring patience and time.

...

On January 20th, the fourth year of the Vine Tribe establishment.

The weather was gradually warming, and the Vine Tribe embarked on the vigorous spring plowing.

Jiang Xuan sought out the Elder of Black Stone to ask if he could create a stone plowshare.

"The plow looks roughly like this, look."

Jiang Xuan unfolded a Beast Skin Scroll, which depicted the simplest Curved Plow.

The wooden parts of the Curved Plow were quite simple, as long as suitable timber was found, it could be crafted with existing techniques, albeit more intricate and time-consuming.

However, the plowshare was the most crucial part; without doing it well, the Curved Plow would not work.

The Elder of Black Stone examined the overall structure of the Curved Plow carefully, focusing on the plowshare for a long time.

"I can make it, but since it is curved, it will take considerable time."

The curved nature of the Curved Plow’s plowshare made it more challenging to craft than a straight one.

If not for the Elder of Black Stone’s proficient stone tool-making skills, he would not dare take on such work.

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