Building Table and Chairs

The next morning.

Before Chang Xia could open her eyes, she heard a commotion.

The sound of conversation, and the chirping of birds. At the same time it crept into Chang Xia's ears, so that she had to open her eyes and sit up.

"Is Chang Xia awake?"

A face appeared at the door of the lair and beckoned to Chang Xia.

"What are you doing here, Ya Dong?" Chang Xia asked, rubbing her eyes and crossing her legs as she yawned.

"He's on duty today. I asked him to help carry wood and stone," Nan Feng explained.

Root and Mu Qin returned to the tribe and told their people about the fish balls and fried meat. Last night, a variety of scents had wafted over the tribe.

Nan Feng hadn't slept well all night, so she caught Ya Dong wandering around in the morning.

"Get up quickly. Chen Rong's breakfast is ready."

"Chang Xia, get up."

Early in the morning.

Many people came from the tribe.

In addition to the resin delivered, there was wood and stone.

Of course, there was even more meat and wild vegetables. By a rough estimate, it was enough for the two of them to eat for a month.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Chang Xia muttered as she got up and walked out of the beast lair to wash up. However, when she saw the things piled up near the beast lair, she immediately widened her beautiful eyes and said in surprise, "Oh! What happened?"

Chen Rong smiled and replied, "The clansmen sent it over this morning. They said they wanted to thank you for the fish balls and fried meat."

He had guessed that her people might come today.

Early in the morning, he went to White Lake to collect the fish basket. Today, he started to build the house cave. He thought that someone from the tribe might come over, so he built a stove outside the beast lair and prepared breakfast. As expected, the clansmen sent many things over one after another at dawn.

"That's a lot!" Chang Xia exclaimed.

Putting aside the resin, the meat and various wild vegetables piled up into a small mountain.

Chen Rong stirred the stew with a wooden spoon and pointed to the white lake at the foot of the hill. "Other than the wood and stone moved by the Nan Feng over there, the clansmen have also sent quite a bit."

"I was afraid that you wouldn't have enough. No one in the tribe is planning to get married recently, so they've sent a portion each," Nan Feng explained. In fact, she had rejected them and was scolded by her clansmen.

Ya Dong and another male clansman, Shan Kun, squatted beside the stove, staring intently at the pot in front of Chen Rong. From time to time, they swallowed. If Chen Rong hadn't stopped them, they would have stuck their faces into the pot.

Compared to the stew made by the tribe last night, Chen Rong's was undoubtedly more fragrant.

It made one's mouth water.

Previously, when they found out that Chang Xia had found a physically ill partner, Ya Dong, Shan Kun and the others secretly wanted to find an opportunity to train Chen Rong. They raised Chang Xia as their biological sister and even considered raising her for the rest of their lives.

Who knew that Sister Xia would find a partner herself at the big market in Normandy?

If Chen Rong was powerful, they had nothing to say. However, Chen Rong did not look like he would live long…

At that moment.

They completely understood how disappointed they usually were.

"There's so much. It's enough to build a courtyard wall." Chang Xia didn't refuse and generously accepted the love and care of her clansmen. She glanced at the two people squatting in front of the stove and said speechlessly, "Chen Rong, stop teasing them. Their saliva is almost flowing into the pot. It's so dirty."

She hadn't realized that Chen Rong had this side to him?!

Or had something happened between them in private?

Thinking of this, Chang Xia glanced at them.

Nan Feng shrugged, pretending she hadn't seen anything.

"Can we eat now, Chang Xia?" Shan Kun said excitedly.

Ya Dong quickly prepared the bowls and chopsticks and placed them on the wooden table at the side. This long wooden table was made by Chen Rong this morning. The style was custom-made according to Chang Xia's instructions, and the wooden chairs were made by Ya Dong and the others.

As soon as it was done, everyone praised it.

"Hey! Who made the tables and chairs?" Chang Xia washed her face and looked at the long table arranged neatly in the open space in shock. There were six wooden chairs beside it.

The wood-colored table and chairs were beautiful against the warm morning light.

"Chen Rong. He did as you described," Nan Feng said. He helped Chen Rong bring the roasted meat to the table. He clicked his tongue in wonder and praised, "These table and chairs are really beautiful. The key is that they're very practical. Every time I eat, I feel awkward squatting or kneeling. Now that there are tables and chairs, I feel much more comfortable."

Chen Rong did not avoid people when he made the tables and chairs.

He believed that before long, the tribe would flourish.

Meanwhile, his people would send more things.

"I'd like to get a set when I get home," Ya Dong echoed.

Shan Kun was the most direct. He looked at Chang Xia and asked, "Chang Xia, what else do you lack? Tell me directly and I'll send it to you. The tables and chairs… I want to make a set at home too. Nuan Chun is pregnant and it's uncomfortable to kneel."

Nuan Chun was Shan Kun's mate. They had married the year before.

"Sure, I'll tell you what's missing. I won't stand on ceremony with you guys. If you're making a set of tables and chairs for Nuan Chun, don't use wood. Try weaving with vines. A rattan chair is more comfortable than a wooden chair. It can be more comfortable when padded with soft animal skins."

Chang Xia took the wooden chair and sized it up. It was like the basket woven by Chen Rong. The corners were polished very smoothly, and it felt great to the touch.

The tables and chairs were made of dried wood and would sell better than wooden barrels and basins.

They looked extremely comfortable.

No wonder Nan Feng and the others looked excited.

With Chang Xia's promise, everyone was even happier.

The food was served and everyone took their seats.

Chang Xia took the broth from Chen Rong and blew on it a few times. "Nan Feng, I'd like some rosewood. Is there any in the tribe?"

"Rosewood? Black wood?" Nan Feng cocked her head, thinking for a moment before answering. "Black wood! I remember Ya Dong hoarding some. What do you want to do with black wood?"

The beasts preferred sturdy materials to build beast lairs.

They preferred ironwood to blackwood. The wood stocked by Nan Feng was all iron wood. Ironwood that was more than 100 years old was suitable for making knives

That was the material of Chang Xia's knives other than the bone knife given by the shaman.

They were knives made of ironwood. In terms of sharpness, they were not inferior to ordinary bone knives.

"I want Chen Rong to build a set of tables and chairs out of rosewood for the shaman. The area at Mount Kana is empty, so I would like to get a table and chairs, a bed, a wooden cabinet, and so on. It would be best if it was fully equipped." Chang Xia rubbed her chin and tilted her head as she considered which pieces of furniture to prepare for the shaman.

In the past, her body had not cooperated, and she had not been in the mood to torment it.

Now, with a rare opportunity present, Chang Xia tried her best to make up for the emptiness of the past few years.

Hearing that Chang Xia was going to build tables and chairs for the shaman, Ya Dong replied without hesitation, "I'll bring the black wood over later. Chen Rong, estimate how much wood you want. If it's not enough, I'll think of a way."

It had to be the best for the shaman.

"Not Ironwood, Chang Xia?" Nan Feng asked.

She could not understand the thoughts in Chang Xia's mind, just like Chen Rong. After spending a long time with Chang Xia, whether it was the Nan Feng or her clansmen, they would subconsciously ignore the inappropriate and incomprehensible words of Chang Xia.

"Nan Feng, the furniture made of rosewood looks better than ironwood. When my house cave is built, I want Chen Rong to make a complete set of rosewood furniture," Chang Xia explained.

Ever since she found out that Ya Dong had accumulated sp,e rosewood, she had been thinking about it.

Her people liked ironwood, but Chang Xia didn't. She preferred rosewood. Other than rosewood, she liked the variants such as rose pear wood, sour branch wood, and chicken wing wood which were all rare items that could only be chanced upon by luck. It was rare for Twilight Forest to be filled with trees. How could Chang Xia bear to miss it?

Of course, she had to pick the best.

For doors and windows, ironwood would be perfect.

Ironwood was also known to the Beast Clan as wood from the Iron Tree. In the area where the Iron Trees grew in the Twilight Forest, even fierce beasts did not inhabit it. The Beast Clan used ironwood to build their beast lairs, not only because of the sturdiness of the ironwood, but also because the ironwood would naturally give off a smell that the wild beasts hated.

Leaves of iron trees were usually made into sachets for beasts to carry around.

They could also be used as an animal repellent and insect repellent.