C7

On the other side of the tribe, Bai Xiaoshen walked out of her tent only when the sun was high in the sky. Right now, the entire tribe was busy. Such outrageous behavior naturally caused everyone to be displeased. Especially those women who were tired of running. They had never met anyone who was impudent or lazy. As a result, all sorts of rumours and dissatisfaction arose.

"Is that the woman that Autumn brought back yesterday? It was this lazy, thin, Crake woman who spent twenty whole steel coins on us? That's a whole season's worth of income, and horses can be traded for two. "

"No, look at that hand, look at that waist. It was obvious that she was the type of woman who had no labor at all. Why would she buy such a woman? What use could she have, what contribution could she make to the tribe? She can't even support herself. "

"The autumn whore has come out."

"..."

They could not believe that such a woman could seduce the chief's son.

So the conversation got sharper and more outrageous, and they attacked her with all sorts of speculations and rumours, even calling her "Autumn's bitch."

In this era where everyone was struggling to obtain a minimum guarantee of survival. Faced with the increasingly narrow living space, people gradually became realistic and cold. Only the person who uses it can gain the recognition and respect of others.

There was no other way.

Bai Xiaosjing looked at their robust physiques and appearances, as well as their busy figures that never stopped. She once again swallowed all of her anger and resentment. In her mind's eye, she saw the dead child's woman again and again, now handling a basin of liquid.

Compared to someone who had just died and still had to work hard, her dissatisfaction was completely lacking in words. Furthermore, women were known to be cruel when dealing with women. She wasn't stupid enough to find trouble with him.

In the tribe, the name of a person represented his status and identity. This was a very particular type of knowledge. They called her a whore for the incompetent, male-fed women who had just arrived.

Someone's whore.

But when this woman demonstrated her ability to survive independently, or her ability to be useful to the tribe, she was acknowledged by everyone. They would call her by her gender.

Someone's woman.

It was only after she had successfully raised a child that people would call her by her original name.

So far, she had truly belonged to the tribe.

Bai Xiaosjing disliked neither the "autumn whore" nor the "autumn woman".

But at thirty, she wasn't stupid enough to think that she could change her situation with just her glib tongue.

As the saying goes, the weak have no diplomacy. All negotiations and conditions can only be carried out if both sides have equal status and respect for each other.

"I can support myself, and I'm a useful person." Bai Xiaosjing swore to herself that she would prove everything.

"..."

Three minutes later, Bai Xiaosheng succeeded in getting the letter of a woman who was working in a cassava field. She helped her to sew up her clothes.

Around the tribe, drought-tolerant and growth-prone cassava grew, though its coarse taste and pungent odor were enough to deter most pests. However, due to its low toxicity, it had become an important source of starch for the tribe members. The care of these plants was also naturally borne by women.

"It's even better than new." The woman was satisfied with her handiwork, and most of the people here were in rags because of the predicament of their lives. But what can stop a woman's pursuit of beauty? All she had to do was move her mouth.

Thus, the woman explained the entire tribal labor system to Bai Xiaosheng.

Like all tribes, the men were mainly engaged in military work, including hunting, defence, and tribal warfare. Women, on the other hand, are much more complex and cumbersome; they are responsible for collecting, processing, and caring for older people, children, and cassava. None of these tasks are simple.

Bai Xiaoshen squatted down beside the woman and helped her work. The woman who was helped was naturally willing to share more of her experiences with her. The woman found that her thin limbs seemed more useful than she thought. " The bitch of autumn is not bad. "

the woman said to her companion.

Since she didn't plan to stay in the tribe for long, Bai Xiaoshen naturally wanted to find out the geographical location of the tribe so that she could escape in the future. In this way, the most suitable job type was to harvest and hunt. But she didn't want to fight for food with a woman who thought she was being unreasonable, so hunting became the only option.

Bai Xiaosheng headed towards the hunting grounds outside the tribe.

"The stout woman who scolded her the most immediately stepped forward to stop her." "You can't leave. The wasteland is dangerous, if you die outside, what will we use to explain ourselves to Qiu?"

"Yes," Bai Xiaoshen replied politely, knowing that the other person was concerned about her. I'm just going to the river to try my luck. "

The river was less than two kilometers from the tribe. There were cannibals and crocodiles in the river, and these delicious prey belonged to the category of men. But there are also edible aquatic plants and molluscs in the mud along the river banks, which belong to the category of women.

Because of the water supply, the tribesmen frequently travelled back and forth, so there was basically no danger. Except for a large rodent called the prairie rodent.

However, it would not appear in broad daylight due to its nocturnal nature.

The muscular woman was very satisfied with her attitude. She saw that Bai Xiaoshen's hands were empty. Then you'll have to take some tools with you and wait for me for a moment. "

The returning woman brought a hoe and a bundle of hemp rope. A hoe could be used to dig, but it could also be used to defend the body. It could be used to drive away most small creatures, such as the Bloodsucking Leeches. As for the hemp rope, Bai Xiaosheng, who was proficient at weaving, made herself a net bag using the method of Chinese knot. It was simple and beautiful, but also practical. The women liked it.

"Help me do it too. It can be considered as offsetting my debt with the hemp rope." The stocky woman said. Bai Xiaosjing nodded. It was a simple task.

During the weaving process, the strong woman told Bai Xiaosheng about the flora and fauna around the tribe, their practicality and their dangers.

Since the strong woman shared her life experiences with her and also gave her the only valuable tool, Bai Xiaosjing naturally respected her teacher's attitude.

"..."

"If you can use this technique to weave fish nets for the tribe so that we can eat fish from time to time, we'll call you Autumn's woman," said the woman, putting her net back in its place.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled but did not reply. She remembered that the tribe rarely ate fish. They wanted to eat fish.

After spending half a day searching on the riverbed, he had only acquired a pitiful amount of items. Just these few things alone were insufficient to feed him. Looking at the river of the Shining Emperor, he suddenly thought of a fishing method that was suitable for everyone — fishing.

The embroidery cloth had already cooled down and there was no one by the river. Bai Xiaosjing had seen the kind of fishing hook that sold for at least 10 silver coins and was specifically used to hook cannibal fish from merchants. She knew its size and quality. Embroidered fishhooks were much simpler than embroidered bullets. However, since he was unable to control the summoning quality, this was still a difficult decision.

According to her thoughts, Bai Xiaosheng hoped to be able to summon many hooks that weighed at least one jin. But if the summoning failed, and she produced an iron hook that weighed at least one jin, would she be able to use it to fish for crocodiles? Even if she managed to successfully hook it, how was she going to explain the sudden appearance of this precious treasure?

While she was vexed over this matter, she suddenly saw a flash of inspiration. She used a single line to hook out a square box on the cloth and drew out the shape of a fish hook on it. A box of fishhooks, a box of fishhooks! "

Bai Xiaoshen held the embroidered cloth and prayed.

What was summoned was indeed a box. She used her sweaty hands to grab it, then slowly opened it …