Chapter 392: Stung to death?

Chapter 392: Stung to death?

Under Han Cheng's persistent questioning, the shaman explained the reason.

A long time ago, two members of the Green Sparrow tribe were gathering food and accidentally disturbed the flying insects that Han Cheng referred to as bees. Both of them died as a result, and their deaths were particularly tragic.

Primitive people's knowledge was often hard-earned, with many lessons learned at the cost of lives. After those two deaths, the tribe's shaman recorded that these flying insects' gatherings were deadly and passed this knowledge to the next shaman.

Due to the different names used in the shaman's tradition and Han Cheng's terminology, the shaman didn't realize that the bees and honey Han Cheng mentioned were the same insects that had caused deaths long ago. It wasn't until they followed Little Fu to the bees' nest that he understood.

Upon this realization, the shaman shared this old memory with the group, causing those eager for honey to feel a deep sense of caution.

Seeing Little Fu's pitiable state and recalling the shaman's words, everyone's appetite for honey diminished significantly.

"Stung to death?" Han Cheng understood. No wonder the shaman reacted so strongly; the tribe had a grim history with these insects.

However, Han Cheng thought it unreasonable to avoid bees entirely due to past incidents. Not all bees were highly venomous; some, like those producing honey, posed less danger.

The bees they had found primarily produced honey and weren't particularly venomous. Little Fu's survival despite multiple stings was proof.

Han Cheng shared his thoughts with the shaman and the others, but he shook his head resolutely, refusing to let Han Cheng take the risk. No matter how delicious honey was, it wasn't worth endangering Han Cheng.

Realizing that he'd end up like Little Fu without proper preparation, Han Cheng didn't insist and retreated from the forest with the shaman and the others. However, he memorized the location of the hive.

Han Cheng selected the coarsest cloth for a veil and went outside to find Bai Xue, who intently watched silkworms eat mulberry leaves. When Bai Xue noticed someone approaching and saw it was Brother Cheng, she immediately smiled, showing her white teeth. Her front teeth had already been replaced, and the big tooth on the bottom left had just fallen out a few days ago. Only those familiar with her would notice that this didn't affect her speech or smile.

Han Cheng patted the now slightly taller Bai Xue on the head and smiled, "Go get the needle, thread, and iron knife. I need you to make something for me."

Bai Xue happily agreed and quickly ran into the house, returning shortly with a small pottery basin containing needles and thread.

"Brother Cheng, what are we making?" Bai Xue asked as she began measuring the cloth against Han Cheng.

Putting on the straw hat he had brought, Han Cheng pointed at it and said, "Sew a circle of cloth around this hat, down to my waist."

Bai Xue, her hands deftly working with the cloth, asked, "What is Brother Cheng making this for?"

"Do you like the canned fruit we made?" Han Cheng asked with a smile.

Bai Xue nodded vigorously, recalling the sweet and tangy canned fruit she still fondly remembered, feeling it was even better than wine or vinegar.

"With this, in a few days, I'll bring back something even better than those canned fruits," Han Cheng explained.

Hearing this, Bai Xue's curiosity and excitement grew, and she focused even more on the task at hand.