We made you the chief, and now you've become the world's chief?

Chapter 100 Making a Bra

Chapter 100 Making a Bra
As the sky grew darker, bonfires were lit inside several rain shelters.

This was the first time the Xia tribe had eaten separately, but under Xia Minghao's arrangement, they were not divided according to clan, but according to the type of labor.

This is also a way to strengthen the cohesion that everyone gains through labor.

By weakening blood ties, a completely new network of relationships is formed, making the Xia tribe more closely united.

When it was time to sleep, everyone was divided into a "dormitory" in a similar way.

Today, Xia Minghao stayed among the women involved in weaving and shared a dinner with them, all to demonstrate to these weavers just how useful their creations really are!
The earthenware pot was already boiling, and Xia Minghao took out the burlap in his hand.

The women who operated the spinning wheel didn't know what it was; only Una and the other two who were weaving knew that it was something they had created.

But they didn't know what use it was.

“You guys, pull it.”

"pull?"

Seeing Xia Minghao's actions, everyone took the burlap and pulled on it in turn, their faces all showing surprise.

This is almost as sturdy as animal hide!

After everyone had taken turns getting their things, Xia Minghao then put the item on his person.

"You guys did this, and then it was them."

Xia Minghao looked at everyone, then pointed to Wu Na and the other two.

A hint of joy appeared on everyone's face!
They actually created something that looked just like animal hide.

Of course, it was Una and the other two who were smiling the brightest.

The women of the Wu clan seemed the most at ease.

Previously, when they went out to collect materials and fetch water, they often got scratches on their bodies and had to wash them with salt water.

Stimulating the wound with salt water is extremely painful; sometimes, it can even cause deep cuts on the chest.

But now, with this, we can prevent ourselves and others from doing this.

Moreover, this thing is not uncomfortable to wear at all, and it is very soft, almost as good as animal skin.

It was another round of experiences, but the meaning for the women was no longer the same.

Finally, the linen returned to Xia Minghao's hands.

Looking at the linen, Xia Minghao suddenly thought of the Da tribe again.

The toughness and softness of the woven linen are incomparable to the reed clothing woven by the Da tribe.

I wonder what the people of the Da tribe would think if they knew that they had turned the "biting grass" they avoided into such a comfortable and durable fabric.

Moreover, if this thing can be mass-produced, it will definitely be a hot commodity.

The fabric was made from a basket of nettle stalks and spun by five women over a day.

At least we can get another basket of nettles and ten earthenware jars of taro in return.

This is enough to feed these five women taro for five days.

Seeing that the women understood the meaning of their labor, Xia Minghao believed that by tomorrow, they would do better than if he had been whipping them and urging them on.

And just as Xia Minghao had predicted, all three looms and four spinning wheels were running at full speed.

The women took turns spinning and weaving.

But these "job positions" cannot meet the needs of so many people.

To avoid wasting manpower, Xia Minghao transferred some people out, leaving only about twenty.

What these people need to do is take the next step after textiles: garment making.

It certainly wasn't made into the kind of proper clothing.

In this sweltering heat, Xia Minghao would only wear a windbreaker all the time out of caution, for fear of being bitten by insects and dying suddenly.

Otherwise, who would wear clothes?
Moreover, the current pace of textile production is far from sufficient to provide everyone with decent clothing.

Therefore, what Xia Minghao wanted everyone to do was to use the least amount of material, but to make the most suitable item under the current circumstances: a bra.

The first thing this thing solved after it came out was the "clanging" problem.

Perhaps due to natural selection, these women in primitive times were all quite well-developed, so that they could better nurture their offspring.

Cases like Shia, Yezi, and Una are extremely rare.

And that's precisely why they always try to cover up this "flaw".

However, others don't have this worry, which makes it very inconvenient for them to work.

Taking out the bra solves the problem perfectly.

Moreover, this is not just a simple bra; it is the first banana leaf that Eve picked up after eating the fruit of knowledge.

It is a sign of the birth of ethics and morality, such as a sense of shame, and will be a key step for these primitive people to shed their animalistic nature and possess more humanity.

Xia Minghao didn't need to teach them how to make clothes; those primitive people knew how.

Although there was no cloth before, there was animal hide. Animal hide needed to be sewn together, often by plucking hair or finding other fibers to sew the hides together.

The only difference now is that animal hides have been replaced with linen, and hair has been replaced with hemp thread.

"Chief, what is this?"

After hearing Xia Minghao's instructions, no one understood what the purpose of this thing was.

A woman from the Wu clan couldn't help but ask a question, and this time Xia Minghao chose to answer.

He pointed to her chest.

When the women of the Wu clan saw Xia Minghao's appearance, they were reminded of their own children, who would also look like this when they were hungry.

The thought that this was his chief, the one who had given him the life he had now, made his hesitation vanish in an instant.

Just as Xia Minghao was about to speak, he saw that the woman from the Wu clan had misunderstood him and was leaning towards him with her chest puffed out.

"Thank you, but no, I mean this is just to block the view here."

Xia Minghao frowned and shook his hand. The woman stopped what she was doing, looking as if she had suddenly realized something.

Seeing the women start doing as he had instructed, Xia Minghao felt helpless.

I remember Usa gave that to me as a gift back then, and now he wants to do it directly...

The Wu clan really doesn't consider themselves outsiders.

However, he had gotten used to dealing with these primitive people; it was simply that their sense of shame hadn't been cultivated yet. Therefore, Xia Minghao no longer made a fuss like before.

Swallowing hard, Xia Minghao continued to teach how to make a bra.

Xia Minghao also started making the skeleton using small wooden strips.

Once the wooden strips were finished, a bra was also completed.

With this combined effort, dozens of bras were made.

It can fully meet the needs of all adult women in the Xia tribe.

"Don't try it yet, wait a bit."

Next are the two things Xia Minghao has always wanted to do.

Cutting hair and taking a bath.

Long hair can cause serious problems, the first of which is hygiene.

He brought over a large stone slab, and Xia Minghao called everyone over, one after another.

"Next!"

A woman walked over and lay down on the stone slab.

Xia Minghao raised his knife and brought it down, instantly severing the hair, which fell to the ground.

The woman got up, showing no sadness at losing her hair; in fact, she seemed quite pleased.

It wasn't just because my head felt much lighter and my movements were much easier, but also because Xia Minghao had short hair.

As for this primitive era, the saying "our bodies, hair, and skin are given to us by our parents" simply did not exist.

Xia Minghao will not allow this kind of statement to continue.

Indeed, it could be considered a cultural concept, or perhaps a concept of "filial piety" that was beneficial to the ruling class.

But in this harsh primitive era, practicality was the priority; whatever was most beneficial for survival and whatever was most convenient was done.

Under the sharp knife of survival, soon all the women in the tribe had short, neat hair, and all the men had even shorter hair.

Of course, this is only short hair in comparison to the previous short hair. In modern society, with this hair length, people would definitely think that he is an artist.

After everyone's hair was cleaned, Hima brought over several earthenware jars containing the primitive soaps that had been made earlier.

"Everyone, just like me!"

Xia Minghao took off his windbreaker, and then his shirt.

He hadn't showered for so many days, living like a caveman, and it had really worn him out.

Now, I can finally take advantage of this rain and get a good shower!
Why not let loose and have a rain bath with these primitive people!
Come on, do it like me!

Xia Minghao watched as everyone began to perform something these primitive people had never done before: taking a bath!

"Wash your hair like this, and wash this part like this too."

Just like teaching a child, Xia Minghao demonstrated how to take a bath.

However, as modern people, we are still not quite used to completely returning to nature.

Therefore, since he was still wearing his underwear, all the people of the Xia tribe could see was the large bulge.

After seeing this, everyone grabbed a handful of soap, stepped into the rain, and imitated Xia Minghao, starting to take a bath.

Only Shia, who was self-conscious about her body, Yezi, and Una secretly hid to the side and went to wash up in a secluded place.

The soap washed away the dirt and lice from my body.

The rain lashed Xia Minghao and the rest of the Xia tribe.

It not only washed away the mud from their bodies, but also washed away the primitiveness of the Xia tribe, paving the way for civilization.

After washing up, everyone went back into the shed and started making a fire.

The women all received the bras that had been made.

At first, the women were indifferent when they wore it.

But once they discovered that this special thing could make their breasts firmer and thus more attractive in the eyes of the masses, they became inseparable from it.

Only Shia, Leaf, and Una wore it without any effect.

In the end, we decided to use the old method: simply cover it up.

Xia Minghao smiled sincerely as he watched the Eves pick up the "fig leaves".

Suddenly, I thought of the Da tribe.

The Da tribe has a custom of covering their chests, but not to avoid shame.

Rather, it refers to the effects of pairing and the institution of marriage.

Covering it up means you already have a partner or marriage partner; not covering it up means you don't.

I wonder if the Da tribe needs this thing. It would be even better if we could trade for it.

……

Inside Dali's wooden house in the Da tribe.

Rainwater seeped in from the reeds on the roof and dripped down, shattering into eight pieces on Dali's heaving chest.

The beaver pelt was finally no longer so taut and was set aside.