Once all the gifts had been prepared and everyone had arrived, Luo Chong finally stepped before the crowd and began to speak.
"People of the White House Tribe, I am the chief of the Han Tribe. Today, I came to this newly built city and saw the help you have given the Han Tribe. I am deeply grateful. Thank you for everything you have done for the Han Tribe during this time.
"Without your help, the people of our Han Tribe could never have moved in and lived in such fine houses right away. Therefore, as their chief, I have come today to represent the Han Tribe and thank you.
"You must all know You Fu by now. I have heard him speak about your White House Tribe many times, and I know how difficult your lives have been. That is why I specifically instructed him to help you as much as possible.
"But I also know that merely working for the Han Tribe and earning those wages—even if we provide you with abundant food every day—could never let you live the same kind of life as the people of the Han Tribe, such as living in those brick-and-tile houses behind you."
At this point, Luo Chong paused. The White House Tribe members standing opposite him also felt their hearts grow heavy. Indeed, if they relied only on working for others, they would never be able to live in houses like these.
Unless the White House Tribe learned all the Han Tribe's technologies, built their own brick kilns, gathered clay and fired their own bricks, and learned to make that thing called cement.
But how many people would they need to produce all those things?
Even if they could provide that much labor, who would farm and hunt?
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