I thrived in the primitive tribe

Before they knew it, it was time for Lu Yao's weaving class to start. Yesterday, Ou Sai led the orcs back with a large amount of vines. Thinking that many people would be coming to learn weaving today, there might be some waste, so they brought back as many vines as possible.

Looking at the vines that resembled a small mountain, Lu Yao was completely speechless.

"There's so much stuff, it'll take forever to clean it all up."

Just as Mu Yao was sighing, a voice came from behind her. Lu Yao turned around and saw it.

"Wow, why are there so many people?"

“Lu Yao, I discussed this with the Great Shaman the day before yesterday, and she also told me about your idea. Your idea is indeed very good, but we are worried that the people we select will not be able to learn it. So we thought that apart from the people who need to go out hunting and patrol today, everyone else can stay here and learn from you. We will teach as many people as we can. Once someone has learned it, they can help you teach others. What do you think?”

Seeing the leader speaking apologetically, Lu Yao said, "You're right. I didn't think things through before. The leader has a long-term vision."

So the 10 people stayed here to learn from Lu Yao, while the leader led the others out to hunt.

"It's good to have more people; it's good that there are so many vines here, someone can take care of them," Lu Yao thought to herself.

"Next, I'll teach you how to make a wicker basket. First, you need to remove the leaves, thorns, and other debris from the vines you'll be using to make the basket. Okay, everyone, let's get started!"

As soon as Lu Yao finished speaking, everyone sprang into action, gathering around the vines and working on the mountain of vines in front of them, bit by bit. Lu Yao moved among them, observing their work and offering timely guidance if any problems arose.

During this time, she discovered a vine without barbs. She tried it and found that it was more flexible than the one she had soaked in water before. The only drawback was that it was very thin.

Suddenly, Lu Yao had a flash of inspiration: could these vines be used to make clothes?

Wearing animal skins all day, she felt like she smelled like animals. At this moment, she had forgotten that the people sitting around her were all beastmen, only some of them had not yet reached the differentiation stage.

The thought of soon wearing the rattan robe filled Lu Yao with barely suppressed excitement.

She told everyone that they should keep the vines, as she would have other uses for them later, so whenever people saw the vines, they would set them aside for her.

It is said that there is strength in numbers, and this was perfectly demonstrated at the moment. After half a day, everyone had dealt with all the vines.

Considering that she spent most of the day clearing only enough vines for one basket, it's truly infuriating to compare oneself to others. It must be said, the orcs are incredibly efficient.

Seeing everyone's expectant looks, Lu Yao cleared her throat and spoke.

"The next step is to soak these vines in warm water for a while," Lu Yao explained immediately before anyone could ask.

"The purpose of soaking them in warm water is to make the rattan more resilient, making it easier to weave and less likely to break."

After hearing Lu Yao's words, everyone dispersed again, some boiling water, some looking for stone basins. After a period of chaos, the materials were finally processed.

After shaking off the water from the rattan, Lu Yao sat in the middle of everyone and demonstrated how to operate it, teaching them step by step. After she finished making the bottom of the rattan basket, she let everyone try to do it themselves.

She carried her own creation and walked through the crowd, occasionally offering guidance on techniques and pointing out mistakes. Soon, someone successfully made the bottom of the wicker basket, which looked neater and more beautiful than the one Lu Yao had made.

"You're so talented! You're so amazing. What you did is so much better than what I did."

Upon hearing Lu Yao's words, the man initially showed surprise, then shook his head in alarm.

"How can I compare to you? What I do is definitely not as good as what you do."

Seeing the man's almost tearful expression, Lu Yao was speechless.

“I’m telling the truth. Don’t be embarrassed. I’m not omnipotent. You’re so talented, you should be proud. Everyone has their own strengths and abilities. Don’t be ashamed to admit it.”

Hearing Lu Yao's gentle words of comfort, the man gradually calmed down and asked happily.

Are you telling the truth?

"Yes, by the way, what's your name? I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Feng Nan, sir, my name is Feng Nan." He looked at the excited person in front of him.

"Didn't you say you could just call me by my name? Hello, Feng Nan, my name is Lu Yao. You really have a talent for this. If you make good use of it in the future, you will definitely make even better and more practical things."

"Thank you, Lu Yao."

As time went by, many people's rattan canes turned into rattan baskets. However, some people were so talented that they could learn it in no time, while others were so clumsy that they could not make them no matter how they were taught. They would either fall apart or break because they used too much force.

Lu Yao shook her head. After several attempts, she comforted the group, telling them that their strengths might lie in other areas, which they could discover gradually in the future.

So these people became his assistants, helping out from the sidelines.

By evening, many people had made their first wicker baskets, and Fengnan's were the best, almost identical to what Lu Yao was seeing now.