Chapter 8 The Odious Black Woman

  Chu's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and he quickly finished cutting the small sheepskin of Mo Yi'er. Then, in a certain place in the cave, he dug out a pile of small stones and compared them with the stones Mo Yi'er had found. He discovered that Mo Yi'er's stones were actually two more than his own. Holding those two stones, he said: "You lied!"

  Mo Yi'er stared at his movements and asked: "You've lived through so many springs? Huh? You're only 18, but you look really mature!"

  She took a glance at Chu Yan's face and was shocked to discover that this face was exquisite, only the expression was too stiff, especially those eyes, just like a fierce beast, making people dare not look straight. But, is the owner of this face only 18 years old? Mo Yi'er couldn't believe it!

  "18?" Chu Yan seemed very interested in the number, compared to their method of using stones to calculate age, which was much more convenient and accurate. He also carefully put away the stones, some people didn't even know how many springs they had passed, that is, they didn't even know how old they were.

  He Chu and Fan Ge had good luck, their father and mother helped them bury a stone every spring since they were born, as they grew older, he buried stones with Fan Ge, otherwise it was really unknown how old he was.

  "Uh, eighteen, like this, one, two..." Mo Yier was extremely proud to teach Chu Yan how to count in front of the primitive man. She was simply a genius! Especially in front of Chu Yan, who looked very arrogant, Mo Yier felt very accomplished. Ha! You're just an illiterate!

  "Once, quantity over?" Mo Yier counted too fast, and this time Chu Yan's pronunciation was a bit off, but for primitive people, he was already very impressive. Women like Sang Zhen just looked at them in confusion on the side, completely unable to understand the situation.

  "No, it's 1. One. You can start learning numbers first. 1, 2, 3..." Mo Yier spoke very slowly this time, as if teaching a little kid to count!

  Chu Yu also learned very seriously and quickly. When the pronunciation was not accurate, he would repeat it over and over again without getting tired. When he learned ten numbers, there was a joyful expression on his face: "This number is really great, how did you think of it?"

  "We all count like that where I'm from, not to mention counting up to 10, there are even bigger numbers! What's with the hundreds, thousands, and tens of millions? You still have a lot to learn!" Mo Yier said with a smile, looking very pleased with herself. Modern people's knowledge is vast and profound, it's not something that a primitive person like you can understand.

  Chu's gaze became much deeper, and at this moment, he actually began to believe that Mo Yi'er was a divine being, otherwise, how could she have such profound knowledge?

  "Mo Yu'er, is there anything else you can do besides counting in your place?"

  "Of course, it's much better than here. We eat meat every day, and many other foods. We won't just eat one meal a day, that's not good for the body, we have three meals: breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Sometimes when we're hungry at midnight, we'll even have a midnight snack!" Mo Yier didn't think twice before bringing up the issue of food, these past few days she had been suffering, her stomach growling with hunger before every meal, occasionally it would even hurt, if this continued, she was afraid she'd get stomach disease. In this primitive era, getting sick was equivalent to losing half your life, and according to what she had learned in the past few days, there wasn't even a doctor in this small tribe of over twenty people.

  "How many times did you eat?" Chu Yan started to be shocked, eating three or four meals a day requires a lot of food, it seems that the gods are really rich.

  "Yes, basically we eat three meals a day and we won't stuff our stomachs every time, that's not good for digestion, understand? Eat less but more frequently."

  Chu Chu shook his head, the Tao of Nourishing Life was like playing the lute to a cow for primitive people.

  "Alright, I won't say anything more. Even if I did, you wouldn't understand!" Mo Yier didn't have the patience to continue this conversation, so she simply ended it, lest she lose her temper and say something unpleasant later on.

  Chu Yan was also a primitive man who knew how to read people's faces, seeing Mo Yi'er's impatience, he didn't ask again, but made up his mind to wait until Mo Yi'er's mood improved before learning numbers with her.

  Mo Yu'er stopped talking, picked up the bone needle and worked together with Sang Zhen to sew a beast skin vest. The beast skin was very hard, Mo Yu'er's strength was also very small, so every stitch was particularly laborious. Before they had even finished sewing one-third of the beast skin vest, Sang Zhen had already completed the beast skin skirt. "Mo Yu'er, put it on!"

  "It's done so quickly, Sang Zhen, thank you so much!" Mo Yuer put down the small sheepskin in her hand and picked up a clean white sheepskin skirt to try it on. It was white and fluffy, really good-looking.

  "Hurry up and try it on, it doesn't fit!" Sang Zhen said with a smile.

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk, actually using sheepskin for a beast skin skirt, I didn't think your clan was so poor!" The dark-skinned woman walked in from outside the cave, her tone full of disdain, her head held high with an air of superiority.

  Compared to this dark-skinned black woman, Mo Yier felt that the proud Chu Yan was even more lovely.

  Sang Zhen looked up at the black woman and her bear skin skirt, ignoring her. Mo Yier remembered that this person was standing with Chu Yan before, wasn't she from this tribe? However, Mo Yier wasn't someone who would take kindly to being spoken to in a bad tone, if you said something unpleasant to her, she wouldn't pretend not to have heard it. "I just like using sheepskin, what's it to you?"

  "No matter what I do, I'm just surprised! Looking at your small stature, are you not full every day? Oh my god, if I had known, I would have brought more food!" The black woman said exaggeratedly, covering her chest with both hands, pretending to be weak. However, her physique was too strong, comparable to a man's, and no matter how you looked at it, she didn't look weak at all.

  "Tai Lisha, don't worry, we won't let you starve to death in our camp!" Chu Yan said with a dark face, clearly unhappy. At this time, Fan Wei also walked in, his face also showing displeasure.

  "No, Chufan, I'm not targeting you, don't get me wrong. I just think that the internal fall of Kan is really... hmm, too poor. Follow me back to the Haim tribe, we have exquisite food and many stone tools... absolutely something that your Kan internal fall can't compare with!" The black woman Tailisha seemed to not notice Chufan's increasingly dark face, talking endlessly about her own tribe's advantages, it's really making people want to slap her to death.

  "Tai Lisha, put your mind at rest, our leader will not leave with you, it's better for you to give up this idea early!" Bang Ge was always a smiling and sunny man, but this time, he couldn't help but speak harshly to the woman, thinking she was too detestable.