Tian Hong immediately rode in the carriage You Fu had provided, returning to the White House Tribe in just one day. The three patriarchs who had remained behind were delighted as well. With the Han Tribe's help, many members of the tribe were now wearing cloth clothes, and at least they looked like proper people.
Adults and children alike had begun imitating the Han People by tying their hair up for convenience while working. Although the cloth gifted by the Han Tribe was not enough to make a pair of shoes for everyone, the ten people You Fu had left behind had taught them how to weave straw sandals.
Straw sandals were quite good too. With shoes on their feet, they had more confidence when working. Even when hurrying along, they no longer had to move as cautiously as before.
The corn planted in the tribe was growing very well too. According to the Han People who had stayed behind, some of the sheep You Fu had sent over were already pregnant, and were expected to give birth in summer. Each ewe would give birth to two or three lambs. The White House Tribe's flock would probably double at once.
Whether it was the new grain varieties or the newly learned breeding techniques, everything was developing extremely quickly. The entire White House Tribe was flourishing. It was under these circumstances that Tian Hong returned by carriage.
When they discovered that Tian Hong was back, the three older patriarchs remaining in the tribe hurried out to welcome him.
"Hong, why have you come back? How are things going over there?" the gray-haired patriarch of the You Chi Clan asked at once. The Bai Clan and Yan Clan followed beside him.
"Life there is very good. The people are eating and sleeping