I Became The Chief of A Primitive Village

"Once you get bitten by a mosquito, you only need a small amount, not too much. Practically just a small rub." Su Bai explained. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

"I understand now. Although this small pottery jar doesn’t look big, it contains quite a lot inside. If we only use a little bit each time, it can surely last for a very long time." Yu Ying realised and said.

"That’s right, and with so many jars, it can last for quite a while." Su Bai nodded.

Of course, when he said ‘quite a while’, he definitely did not mean just a month or two, considering how many people were in the Tribe.

Moreover, being a Primitive Tribe, mosquitoes and such pests were inevitable, so every household needed to keep some on hand. Therefore, eventually, they would need to prepare a large quantity for distribution to every household.

However, Su Bai certainly would not brew it himself, given the large quantity required. IT would be too time consuming

He would first teach those previously trained people, then let them do the brewing, which would save him a considerable amount of time.

"Shaman, last time you taught so many people. But, will they also learn to brew these things in the future?" Yu Ying asked.

Actually, she wanted to try brewing some herbs herself. She found the process quite interesting. To think that these strange plants, after being brewed over the fire pit for a while, could turn into a paste stored in pottery jars. To her, it was as magical as Shaman Techniques.