Cotton Quilt

Ji Xun: "Okay."

Jian Mo: "If you've really thought it through, I hope you can come find me in the Riverside Tribe. Don't take abortion pills alone in the mountains; that's too dangerous."

Ji Xun agreed.

After obtaining Ji Xun's consent, Jian Mo helped him examine his body.

He is in good health, and the fetus seems to be developing very well; it can already be felt moving.

This is also one of the reasons why Ji Xun hesitated.

After the inspection, Jian Mo prepared to say goodbye, and gave the chili peppers she had brought as a gift to Ji Xun.

Ji Xun the tubers and honeycombs he had grown himself.

Ji Xun asked, "How are your Honey Sparrow doing now?"

Jian Mo: "It should be alright? They're producing honeycombs quite quickly. We've harvested them twice, and they've adapted well without any resistance."

Ji Xun: "They've probably gotten used to how you feed them. After late autumn, it will be harder for them to find food, and they'll be more susceptible to getting cold, so please keep an eye on them then."

Jian Mo: "It's alright. We've planted a lot of Pink-Tube Flower around our village, which should provide some nectar for them in late autumn and winter."

Ji Xun thought for a moment and said, "That's alright. Anyway, you don't raise many, so it shouldn't be too difficult."

After a brief chat, Jian Mo decided to say goodbye.

Before saying goodbye, Jian Mo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Ji Xun, can I tell Zhou Zhi about your situation? Or you could tell him yourself if you have the chance. They care about you a lot and are a little worried now."

Ji Xun agreed, "Please tell him for me, and ask him to keep it a secret. I'll tell him in person when I see him."

Jian Mo nodded. "He's quite reliable, he probably won't tell anyone."

Ji Xun smiled and said, "I know, thank you."

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong rode two Flying-Winged Beast back to the Cypress Branch Tribe.

Zhou Zhi was a little worried after hearing that Ji Xun didn't have a stomach problem, but was pregnant. "He's pregnant and still living alone on the mountain?"

Jian Mo advised, "He should know what's going on; there won't be much danger. As an adult sub-beastman, he's probably more inclined to stick to his own ideas and philosophy of life."

Zhou Zhi frowned and nodded. "You're right, then we'll visit him more often when we have time."

Jian Mo: "Okay."

Jian Mo and his group planned to go directly to the Long Years Tribe while it was still early.

Zhou Zhi quickly took out the return gifts she had prepared for them.

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong brought over chili peppers, and the Cypress Branch Tribe reciprocated with Pearl Rice.

Besides the Pearl Rice, Zhou Zhi also prepared a small bundle of large-leaf garlic for them. "You mentioned last time that you wanted to grow non-bitter large-leaf garlic? This bundle of large-leaf garlic is a bit bitter, but not as bitter as regular large-leaf garlic. It might be helpful for you. You can take it back with you."

Jian Mo surprised. "Really? I want to try it!"

As he spoke, he plucked a leaf, broke it in half, tasted one half himself, and gave the other half to Wu Jiong.

When the garlic leaves touched her tongue, Jian Mo still felt a spicy bitterness, but it was much better than the previous bitterness that made her want to vomit.

Jian Mo: "It's not that hard anymore. How did you grow them?"

Zhou Zhi: "We didn't intentionally plant them. We just had some large garlic that we couldn't finish eating, so we planted them around the house. They grew more and more, and as they grew, some of them became less bitter."

Jian Mo: "Indeed, planting is 30% hard work and 70% luck—thank you for your large garlic leaves, we'll take them back with us."

Zhou Zhi waved. "Take them. Oh, and we also prepared some white milk fruit for the Long Years Tribe. Could you please help us take them? This should be the last batch of white milk fruit; the weather is getting cold, and it will be hard to find them again."

White milk fruit is a fruit that protects fabric from being stained. The Long Years Tribe had asked Jian Mo to bring it to them before, but they were too busy at the time and ultimately failed.

Jian Mo was surprised that Zhou Zhi had actually prepared this, and exclaimed, "You are so thoughtful and considerate, no wonder you are the clan leader."

Zhou Zhi blushed slightly. "It's nothing, we'll take you."

Long Years Tribe is very close to the Cypress Branch Tribe.

Jian Mo and the others arrived quickly.

Everyone in the Long Years Tribe knew them well. The patrolmen would call out to them from afar, "Doctor Jian Mo, Chief Wu Jiong —weren't you traveling? What brings you here?"

Jian Mo hugged Jiujiu's neck. "I came to find you guys as soon as I got back from my trip. How was it? Have you stocked up on any more tree fiber and cotton fabric? We'd like to get a new batch."

The patrolling orc said enthusiastically, "We've collected them! Wait a minute, I'll go get our chieftain right away!"

Chapter 159 Cotton Quilt

Xin Jun, the chieftain of the Long Years Tribe, hadn't seen Jian Mo and the others for a while, and was very happy to see them again.

Seeing that they had brought gifts, Xin Jun smiled and said, "Just the people coming is enough."

Jian Mo: "This is a token of our appreciation. There are also white milk fruits below, which the Cypress Branch Tribe asked us to bring over."

Xin Jun: "They're too kind. We'll visit their tribe another day to thank them."

Jian Mo smiled and turned to look at the cotton wool drying in the open space of the Long Years Tribe: "Have you picked so many cotton bolls recently?"

Xin Jun: "Isn't it autumn now? If we don't pick them, the cotton fibers will be dragged away by other animals or blown away by the wind, so we've picked them and disposed of them together. Speaking of which, we should thank you for helping us introduce our fabric to other tribes; we've recently traded for quite a few good things."

Jian Mo to take credit. "It's mainly because your fabric is good. Otherwise, even if we recommend you, it would be difficult for anyone to come and exchange fabric with you."

Xin Jun proudly raised his chin. "That's true. Our fabrics are the densest and thickest; other tribes rarely have this technology."

Jian Mo then brought up the matter of exchanging for more fabric. "We need both tree fiber and cotton fabric. How much do you have available for exchange?"

Xin Jun: "We have about two hundred rolls of tree cloth and about three hundred rolls of cotton cloth. We need the cotton cloth, but if you want it, we can only give you fifty rolls in exchange."

So little? Jian Mo tried to convince him, "You have so much cotton drying outside, if you wanted cotton cloth, you could weave it quickly, right?"