I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 322: Getting Closer

Having eaten well, the tribesmen worked even more enthusiastically, even though no one had been lazy before.

Hearing that bamboo shoots could also be stewed with meat, after everyone finished eating and cleaning the cafeteria, Sam invited Kevin to go dig bamboo shoots.

Eric was worried Sam wouldn’t recognize the bamboo shoots, fearing he would dig up something inedible, which would waste both effort and time.

Arthur and he had dug all morning, so they recognized the shape of the bamboo shoots.

Eric decided to let Arthur go along. Once Sam and Kevin learned to recognize which ones were edible, Arthur wouldn’t need to go next time.

Arthur was a bit unwilling, but looking at Eric, he agreed and led Sam and Kevin toward the bamboo forest.

"Was what we ate at noon the young bamboo Sam talked about? You’ve found a new type of food again." Max lowered his eyes, smiling as he spoke to Eric.

"It’s bamboo shoots. What the heck is ’young bamboo’?" Eric complained. He really admired the beastmen’s way of naming things; if it wasn’t "small earth bean," it was "small young bamboo."

"Okay, okay, it’s bamboo shoots," Max corrected himself quickly.

He pulled Eric into his arms and asked gently: "I heard you took the kids out to play. Why didn’t you wait for me to go together?"

Ever since seeing Evan off, Max’s actions had become even more intimate. Eric was momentarily unaccustomed to it, especially since there were other people not far away. It felt like they were publicly displaying affection.

"I suddenly remembered I hadn’t been out to play for a long time. It was rare to have a free day, so I took the kids for a walk and incidentally added some new dishes for the tribe. There will be wild vegetable buns tonight."

Max couldn’t help laughing: "If you keep making delicious food, the Tiger tribe won’t want to leave."

"It’s not that exaggerated," Eric also couldn’t help laughing.

The first day the Tiger tribe warriors ate at the cafeteria, their appearance really looked like they had been starving for days, and strangely familiar...

"It’s true, look at Balu and Kiet. If it wasn’t because they wanted to tell Chief Tu the secret of digging wells, they probably wouldn’t want to go anywhere," Max lowered his voice, speaking into his ear.

His ear felt itchy. Clearly, the two were having a serious conversation, but Eric always felt this posture made him blush. He reached out and gently pushed Max, who was standing too close, away.

"I have to go find Bruno. There are still many iron pipes and toilet seats for the public restroom that haven’t been finished. I plan to use the fired bricks to build a paper workshop first, to let the small-sized beastmen make paper, especially toilet paper. The more people there are, the larger the consumption."

Taking this opportunity, Eric told Max his plan.

Max then stepped back a little, but his arm still held Eric in his embrace. He pondered for a moment:

"You’re right. The dwarves have too much work lately. It’s no problem to let the small-sized beastmen make toilet paper; we just need to find a dwarf to teach them."

With so many small-sized beastmen suddenly in the tribe, it was indeed necessary to find them some work.

"That’s right."

Eric suddenly thought of the trade:

"I was also thinking if we could use toilet paper to trade with Sunflower and the others. It’s just that I’m a bit worried the Golden Kingdom might have bad intentions. Sigh, I shouldn’t have let them use toilet paper."

Even if they didn’t use toilet paper for trade, the Hadu tribe’s toilet paper had been used by a bunch of Tiger tribe warriors for several days. If they intended to report it, it certainly couldn’t be hidden.

Eric regretted his negligence a bit. Just then, a warm hand was placed on his head, and Max’s voice reached his ears.

"Don’t blame yourself. Even if you didn’t let them use it, we use it frequently, so it certainly wouldn’t escape their eyes. It’s not a big problem for them to know about toilet paper, but try not to let them see the high-quality paper that can be written on.

The Golden Kingdom and humans have deep connections. Humans will definitely be moved by paper. At that time, it might really bring disaster to the tribe."

Eric also understood the principle that "possessing a treasure is a crime." He nodded heavily:

"Although Sunflower looks sensible, when it involves benefits, we really have to be careful."

Max wasn’t wrong. Even if they didn’t let the Tiger tribe use toilet paper, the tribesmen had to use it. With the Tiger tribe staying in the tribe for a while, they would discover it sooner or later.

"Toilet paper can be traded with them. I’ll go find Sunflower this afternoon to talk about it. Even if the Tiger tribe doesn’t need it, the human merchant group will definitely be willing to use it for trade." Max patted his slightly dejected face.

"I was a bit hasty in increasing the goods for the tribe. Actually, there’s no need to rush like this. We need to develop steadily first."

Eric sighed. From childhood to adulthood, he hadn’t even been a class monitor. Now suddenly being a chief, there were some things he admitted he hadn’t thought through thoroughly enough.

Max kissed his forehead and comforted him: "Take it slowly, you are already very amazing. When my father first became chief, he worried until he lost sleep for a long time. Compared to that, you are much more amazing than him."

Eric was amused. Who talks about their father like that? Max was really trying hard to comfort him.

But it had to be said, his sinking mood immediately eased a lot. So the mature and steady Thomas also had this side. If what Max said was true, then his mentality was indeed a tiny bit stronger than Thomas’s.

"Alright then, I’ll go find Bruno. Don’t you have to go find Sunflower too? Let’s go!"

Eric regained his spirit, rallied his will, and said to Max.

Sometimes having a carefree partner who wasn’t too responsible for the tribe might be better, Max thought helplessly. Eric was so busy every day, and he wasn’t idle either, which led to them not having much time together.

When his father was chief, the tribe didn’t seem to have so many complicated matters. Why was it so busy when it was his little partner’s turn to be chief? He sighed deeply.

Having a capable partner was a good thing, but Max simply felt sorry for him. Although Eric wasn’t ready to tell him about his past life, Max always treated him like a child who hadn’t grown up.

In his heart, no matter how old his partner was before, he was now a child who needed care. Seeing Eric thinking every day, exhausting his mind for the tribe, and always running around, Max worried he would burn out.

"Let’s go then," unable to refuse Eric, Max finally said.

As a hardworking employee in his previous life, although Eric always complained about not wanting to work, he was actually very dedicated. This personality made it impossible for him to let go and not worry. Being a chief was even more so. The thought of the food, clothing, shelter, and transportation of so many people resting on his shoulders made it hard for Eric not to worry, wishing he could finish all the work immediately.

It was a pity he only had two hands and couldn’t drive the tribesmen like cattle or horses, so he had to take it step by step. Fortunately, the Hadu tribe was showing promise now. Eric could at least comfort himself a little that his busyness wasn’t in vain.