A Cry for Help

Jian Mo thanked them for their kindness and smiled, "We'll probably be going back tomorrow, so we won't be picking cotton bolls anymore."

The boys looked disappointed.

Jian Mo invited them, "We're having our Summer Harvest Festival soon. If you're interested, you can come and visit. It shouldn't be too far by plane. I'll treat you to something to eat then!"

The boys perked up again and readily agreed, "Sure, when?"

Wu Jiong: "The last moon was full."

The orc world has a particular fondness for full moon days. Perhaps because of their underdeveloped productive forces, they are often accompanied by darkness at night, making each full moon day, bathed in its soft glow, seem especially lovely.

Even on some full moon days that are not holidays, people in the tribe often gather to eat and drink, and sing and dance around the campfire.

Thinking about this, Jian Mo suddenly felt a pang of longing for her tribe.

Summer is the perfect time for brewing wine. Tribes often collect berries, crush them, add the lees from previous brewing, and put them into earthenware jars to ferment.

Each brewing process is a collective effort; everyone gathers together to work and chat, finishing the job amidst laughter and joy.

The Long Years Tribe works the same way, but this is only a friendly tribe; it's more comfortable in our own tribe.

Jian Mo said to Wu Jiong, "Let's try to go back tomorrow. If that doesn't work, we have to leave the day after tomorrow. I want to see how the tribe's preparations are going, and I wonder if Ban Ming and the others' training has been effective?"

Wu Jiong: "Then let's go back tomorrow evening. The moonlight has been nice these past few nights, so we can take advantage of the cool weather and travel a little further."

Jian Mo nodded, her eyes shining. "Flying under the moonlight on Jiujiu and Ying'ao sounds wonderful."

They chatted all the way back to the Long Years Tribe.

The people of the Long Years Tribe had already prepared dinner, and the whole tribe was filled with the aroma of food.

However, Xin Jun and the others were not in the mood for food. As soon as they saw Jian Mo and Wu Jiong, they couldn't wait to come over and grab Jian Mo.

"Doctor Jian Mo, the cloth is finished! Look!"

"This fabric is so soft, so comfortable, not itchy at all. Only fabric woven from animal down could be this soft."

Animal wool is much harder to collect than cotton bolls; our cotton cloth is much better.

Everyone crowded around Jian Mo, stuffing fabric into his hands.

The piece of fabric was about the size of a bath towel, and it was indeed very soft. Jian Mo felt it was softer than the cotton fabric she had seen in her previous life. It had a slightly fuzzy texture, soft but not slippery, probably because the threads were quite fine. However, it also had a certain weight in her hand, which was quite amazing.

The new cotton fabric feels much better than animal hair or silk.

With just one touch, Jian Mo knew that this fabric would be great for making underwear, socks, bath towels, and so on.

Jian Mo: "It's beautifully woven. Is this all the fabric we're talking about?"

Xin Jun shook her head. "The other fabrics are still on the loom; I wanted you to see this one. We'll continue weaving after we finish eating."

Jian Mo: "I'll go with you. This fabric is really nice; I want to take more back to the tribe."

Xin Jun: "Take half, give half to you, we'll keep half for ourselves."

Jian Mo nodded. "Okay, you guys figure out how to exchange it, we'll trade supplies."

Even though they were from brother tribes, Jian Mo would never take advantage of the Long Years Tribe. They participated in picking cotton bolls, but spinning and weaving were all done by the Long Years Tribe.

Jian Mo wants to take the fabric with her, so she'll definitely need to replenish her supplies.

The supplies provided were for the Long Years Tribe, while the supplies owed to them by the Long Years Tribe were from a private transaction; the two were different.

Xin Jun readily agreed, "No problem, you can just replenish the supplies by replacing the fabric threads."

Jian Mo laughed, "Cotton cloth is so difficult to weave, aren't you being at a disadvantage?"

Xin Jun: "If you hadn't come, we wouldn't have known that cotton bolls could be woven into cotton cloth. It's a good deal. We can exchange them like this when we weave other types of cotton cloth in the future."

Jian Mo: "Thank you then."

After discussing changing the cotton fabric, Jian Mo suggested, "This cotton fabric is a bit too soft. We can adjust the thickness of the yarn when we weave tomorrow."

Xin Jun: "That's what I was thinking too. We'll make adjustments later, and we can spin the cotton thread tonight and start knitting tomorrow."

Jian Mo: "Thank you for your hard work. We'd like to head back tomorrow after we change the fabric; it'll be cooler walking at night."

Xin Jun was a little reluctant to part with him. "Isn't it a bit unsafe?"

Jian Mo: "It's alright, we'll ride Flying-Winged Beast and fly in the air, there's nothing unsafe about it."

Xin Jun then said, "Then let's hurry up and weave the cloth we're going to give you in exchange."

Jian Mo: "That's great, Wu Jiong and I will help get the cotton wadding."

Chapter 139 Cry for Help

Jian Mo and the others are homesick.

Upon hearing this, the Long Years Tribe helped out for a day, and before evening, they wove a portion of the cotton cloth they needed.

The remaining portion was agreed upon by the Long Years Tribe to be delivered to them during the Summer Harvest Festival, along with the silk fabric.

Jian Mo and the others readily agreed.

Before heading back, Jian Mo said, "Cotton is soft and comfortable. If everyone knows this kind of fabric exists, they'll definitely rush over to exchange it. Your tribe probably won't have enough cotton bolls then."

Xin Jun was very open-minded. "If we don't have enough, we'll just exchange less for supplies. Our tribe also hunts and gathers, so we don't need to rely on cloth to exchange for food."

Jian Mo waved her hand. "That's not what I meant. I meant that if you want to get more cotton bolls, you can plant the seeds we selected in the mountains. Didn't we select a lot of seeds these past few days? You can plant those seeds."

Xin Jun's tribe didn't have a tradition of farming, so upon hearing this, they asked, "How do you plant it?"

Jian Mo: "Go into the mountains, find an open space, dig a hole, put in two or three seeds, and then fill it with soil. To increase the survival rate, water it with a ladle. It's very simple."

Xin Jun: "It does sound easy. Thanks for the reminder, let's give it a try."

Jian Mo: "It's nothing. We'll head back now. Hope to see you at the Summer Harvest Festival."