I've been transported to the orc continent.

Wu knew that Bai Ling had done all of this, but Bai Ling wasn't surprised at all.

The orcs from the Snow Mountain tribe said that orcs from other tribes had already come, so it's not surprising that the Snow Mountain tribe's shaman knew that he had invented the way to eat the big root grass.

As for the kang (heated brick bed) and ironware, with so many people from the tribe coming this time, it's not surprising that some gossipy tribesmen would mention these two things.

Bai Ling readily admitted, "Yes, I did all of this."

The shaman's smile became even more benevolent: "Ling, the kang (heated brick bed) and the knife are both very useful; your tribe's life will surely be better now."

“Ling, the Snow Mountain Tribe doesn’t have any Big Root Grass, but we’ve traded a lot of it for animal meat and hides. We can be considered beneficiaries of your discovery of Big Root Grass. Ling, this is a gift of thanks from our Snow Mountain Tribe.” The shaman pointed to the pile of animal hides on the side.

Those were several snow beast hides, all neatly prepared. The soft, white fur, reflecting the firelight, looked even more beautiful and supple, making one want to place their hand on them and touch them.

Bai Ling waved his hand and refused the shaman's gift: "Shaman, it's their business if other tribes exchanged large root grass with the Snow Mountain tribe. Even if you really want to thank someone, you should thank them, not me."

"However, I would be very grateful if you would allow me to exchange something else for the snow beast's pelt."

My uncle's family is expecting a baby cub next year, so giving him a few snow beast skins would be very appropriate.

The shaman's gaze fell on the dagger hanging at Bai Ling's waist. He asked, "Ling, may I take a look at the knife hanging at your waist?"

Bai Ling made himself a dagger, which he took with him when he went out, and it is now hanging on his waist.

Bai Ling simply sewed a scabbard from animal hide, gently gripped the hilt and drew the dagger, then handed it over with both hands: "Of course."

A glint flashed in Wu's eyes. He took the dagger, examined it carefully in his hand, and then stroked it.

Just by touching it, the shaman gave his assessment of the dagger: it was a very thin and sturdy knife.

He stood up, walked deep into the cave, and soon came out with a piece of dried meat.

The shaman sat down again on the stone. He placed the dried meat on the stone surrounding the fire pit, pressed it down with his left hand, and plunged a dagger into the dried meat with his right hand. Then, with one stroke, he cut off a piece of dried meat the size of his palm.

A look of surprise flashed in Wu's eyes. He held the dagger in his palms, palms up, and asked, "Ling, would you like to trade this knife? I'm willing to offer more snow beast pelts, meat, and oh, two large baskets of sweet grass in exchange."

Upon hearing "sweet grass," Bai Ling's Adam's apple bobbed, and the sweet scent of sugar from her memory instantly came alive, swirling wildly in her mind.

He calmed himself down slightly before saying, "Witch, I can't exchange this dagger for yours. However," Bai Ling changed the subject, "if you need it, I can forge another dagger for you. Or, whatever kind of ironware you require, I can forge it according to your specifications."

The shaman became interested: "So this kind of knife is called a dagger. Ling, can you forge a thinner and finer dagger? I need it to cut open the flesh of the orcs. Sometimes when our people are injured, we need to use a knife to cut open their flesh for treatment. In these situations, stone knives are difficult to use, and the cuts are not clean, causing our people a lot of suffering. I have always wanted a very sharp knife. I had never found a suitable stone before, but now I have."

"Ling, are you really willing to forge suitable ironware for me? What do I need to offer in exchange?"

Bai Ling said, "Witch, you need to discuss with our clan chief what you'll offer in exchange. I can't make that decision. As you've heard, I dreamt of another world, which is why I was able to create so many different things. In that world, the knives their doctors use to treat patients are all very thin and long, and come in many different sizes. They also use needles to treat patients. Oh, and by the way, sometimes they use scissors to cut open the patient's flesh instead of cutting it open directly with a knife."

The witch was very interested in the scissors in Bai Ling's mouth. Bai Ling briefly explained the function of the scissors to the witch, which made the witch even more interested.

Taking the opportunity, Bai Ling invited Wu to spend the winter in the tribe. Wu laughed and said, "I was already planning to spend the winter in your tribe, so now I'm even more determined to go and see."

*

The shaman lived alone in a cave above the caves where the beastmen lived. When Bai Ling came out of the shaman's cave, he saw Yue standing not far away.

The weather turned gloomy again, and a wind picked up, causing Yue's long hair and robes to flutter. He remained motionless, his eyes lowered, seemingly looking at something.

Hearing Bai Ling's footsteps, Yue turned around, then pursed her lips and gave Bai Ling a faint smile.

Bai Ling's heart melted instantly. He strode up to Yue and asked knowingly, "Yue, were you waiting for me?"

"Hmm. What does the shaman from the Snow Mountain tribe want with you?"

Bai Ling: "It's nothing. He wanted to give me some snow beast skins as a thank you for finding a way to eat cassava. Although their tribe doesn't have cassava, they've traded a lot of it with other tribes, so their winter will be much easier. Also, the shaman wanted me to forge some ironware for him to use when treating patients."

Yue didn't ask any more questions, but said, "Ling, the people from the tribe have set up a stall over there. Didn't you want to exchange for some sweet grass? Let's go over there."

On this trip to the Snow Mountain Tribe, in addition to the dried cassava that the chieftain had asked them to bring, each beastman also brought some of their own items to exchange.

Bai Ling wanted to exchange for Sweet Grass, which is quite valuable. Bai Ling brought beast meat and ornaments to see if she could exchange them for some Sweet Grass.

The tribesmen have already begun exchanging with the orcs of the Snow Mountain Tribe, and Bai Ling and Yue's baskets have already been placed there.

The two walked over, lifted the animal hides off their baskets, and laid out the meat and ornaments. Immediately, orcs from the Snow Mountain Tribe gathered around.

The group that gathered around were all young orcs, and their eyes were all on the ornaments that Bai Ling had displayed.

The ornaments Bai Ling brought were gifts from other tribes; they were all exquisite and very popular among the orcs, especially the young ones.

"How do I change this breastplate? Can I use animal meat?" a young female orc asked.

Bai Ling shook her head: "I'll only exchange these ornaments for Sweet Grass."

The orc's eyes lit up: "How much sweet grass do you need?"

Bai Ling thought for a moment and said, "This string of breast ornaments is worth at least a basket of the best dried meat. You can trade it with me for a basket of sweet grass that you can exchange for a basket of dried meat."