I'm involved in poverty alleviation in a primitive tribe.

"Don't worry, Jiang Wu, if the Jiang tribe is in trouble, we will definitely provide assistance in time." Hua Rong was also delighted. Although these two gifts were very valuable to the Black Scale Tribe, they were nothing compared to the King Bone Beast.

"That's wonderful. I hope our friendship will last forever."

Now that the cooperation had been agreed upon, Jiang Ning stood up and warmly greeted, "It's been so long, the cafeteria must have prepared the food by now. Captain Hua Rong, why don't you come with us to get something to eat?"

Hua Rong smiled and nodded: "I've heard Cang Er say that the food of the Jiang tribe is very special, and he has been thinking about it ever since the sacrifice. I'm going to have a good taste this time."

The group left the island in the middle of the lake and arrived at the canteen. The rest of the Black Scale Tribe had already started eating. Some people were not used to the food of the Jiang Tribe, so Chief Tianlang arranged for the canteen staff to send over some meat from pure bone beasts so that they could roast it around the fire and eat it themselves.

Since both sides had reached a consensus, the meal was naturally enjoyed by both hosts and guests.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Jiang Ning had people clear away the things drying in the square to make room for the Black Scale Tribe's goods.

This time it was Cang Er's turn to shine. He stood in front of the goods and introduced them to Jiang Ning one by one: "Jiang Wu, didn't you say you wanted all kinds of fruits last time? So this time we specially exchanged with other tribes for a lot of fruits and brought them over."

Cang Er was eloquent, and Jiang Ning did not disappoint him. Lian Wu followed behind Jiang Ning, carrying a wooden board with bamboo paper clipped to it. She quickly wrote down the relevant information for every fruit that Jiang Ning nodded at.

"What is this...?" Cang Er was very curious. What was this shaman busy with?

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "This is the script of our Jiang tribe. There are too many big and small things happening in the tribe every day, so we have them write them down."

There were so many characters to learn. Even though Wu's memory was extraordinary, there were still many characters that Lian Wu didn't know. Fortunately, Jiang Ning didn't have high expectations for her. She only needed to remember the general idea and leave blank any characters she didn't know how to write. If she needed to add anything later, she could ask Cang Er to complete the record.

“Writing…? Can it record everything?” Cang Er eagerly approached, and Lian Wu, unperturbed, simply handed him the wooden board.

Hua Rong also curiously came over to look at it again and again: "This kind of writing looks really strange. Do you people from the Jiang tribe understand what it means?"

Jiang Ning beckoned to a child who was watching the commotion, pointed to the top line of text, and the child read it fluently: "Purple-skinned fruit, antidote, eighteen bags, spirit bone."

Lianwu said, "Because Cang Er spoke too quickly, I could only remember a few words. This sentence means that the purple-skinned fruit has a detoxifying effect. There are a total of eighteen bags, one bag for each spirit bone."

Cang Er murmured, "This really wasn't something you wrote down in your mind, but rather something you recorded in writing?"

Seeing Lianwu nod, Cang Er suddenly looked at Hua Rong beside him.

Hua Rong understood his meaning and said directly to Jiang Ning, "Jiang Wu, is it possible to teach us this script? Our Black Scale Tribe needs to record information about other tribes and remember their preferences, which is a very difficult task. Although our tribe has some simple symbols to record things, the meanings of these symbols are not as clear as your script, and they are very easy to forget. It is really difficult for us to train a clear-headed trading team."

Jiang Ning smiled knowingly: "Of course you can. Even if you hadn't brought it up, I was just about to say something. This writing system has so many uses. Not only can it record all kinds of information, but it also makes managing the tribe much easier."

"In the future, if anything happens, we can write it down and have our battle pets deliver it. It's convenient and quick, and communication between our two tribes will be easier. However, learning to write isn't easy; it takes a lot of time. Do you have that time?"

Hua Rong was momentarily at a loss: "This..."

Jiang Ning thought for a moment: "Your tribe must have a lot of people, right? It shouldn't be difficult to spare some for them to learn the writing system. Or could you let the children in your tribe learn? I think children learn faster. Once they've learned, you can have them teach you?"

"This is too big a matter for me to decide..." Hua Rong said with a wry smile.

Jiang Ning expressed her understanding: "That's natural. The cubs are the hope of the tribe, and you certainly don't feel comfortable entrusting them to us. You can go back and discuss it with the shaman. Whether it works out or not, it won't affect our relationship, and I won't force you."

Hua Rong thought for a moment and then asked Jiang Ning carefully, "If we send the cubs over, can we send some warriors to take care of them? Don't worry, their daily food will be prepared by our warriors and won't take up any of the Jiang tribe's resources. The Black Scale Tribe will also send some gifts to the Jiang tribe to help with their studies."

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "I understand your concern for the cubs. However, I hope that the warriors you send will abide by the rules of our Jiang tribe. Otherwise, it would be bad if they caused any trouble and affected the relationship between our two tribes."

Hua Rong was not clear about the rules of the Jiang tribe, and the matter of sending someone to learn the writing system had not been decided yet, so she did not rashly agree.

She simply replied, "When I get back, I will discuss this matter with the witch immediately. If we haven't sent anyone over by the end of spring, then it means the witch doesn't agree to this, and Jiang Wu doesn't need to wait any longer."

Jiang Ning nodded and continued to look at the goods they had brought with Cang Er.

After all the fruits had been introduced, Cang Er proudly had someone open the contents of the last package.

The outermost layer of animal hide had already been removed from the package, but the contents inside were still wrapped in layers of bark and dry grass and remained unopened.

The man carefully picked up a tightly wrapped package, unwrapped the outer layer of dry grass layer by layer, and finally revealed the reddish-brown vessel inside.

The cockle took it from his hand; it was a ceramic bowl.

"This is pottery made by the Tao tribe," Cang Er said happily.

"There are many kinds of pottery. This kind is called a pottery bowl, which can be used to drink soup. There are also larger pottery jars, which can be used to cook soup. One of these pottery bowls is made of pure bone, and one pottery jar is made of real bone."

Although that's how burdock is described, not many people in the surrounding tribes actually use pottery for this purpose; instead, they collect it as a valuable item.

Jiang Ning was not interested. Pottery was of little value to the Jiang tribe at present. Stone bowls were much sturdier than pottery bowls, and wooden bowls were even simpler and easier to obtain. Instead of wasting time collecting, he would rather kill a few more ferocious beasts.

Moreover, she had already found plenty of suitable soil for pottery making in the surrounding area. If she weren't afraid of offending the pottery tribe, she would have liked to fire some pottery to sell. Look at the price, it's more expensive than salt.