After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 1106: Teaching people to read

After lunch, Xiao Se didn't stop, and directly took Ah Cha and Fengshou to the sundial: "Go and find the tribesmen who can't read the characters on the sundial, and I'll teach you how to read them."

Ah Cha and Fengshou were stunned and couldn't believe Arthur would say such a thing.

Fengshou looked at the smiling Arthur and asked cautiously: "Arthur, doesn't it say that only priests can learn to read?"

The more than 100 people who went to the Abyss Tribe to boil salt last time would all recognize the words on the sundial.

The hundreds of people who came later would also recognize the words on the sundial.

But uniformly, they, a group of tribesmen who could recognize the sundial, did not tell anyone in the tribe that they could recognize the words on the sundial after they came back.

Presumably, they were afraid that after the Hua Sui Priest knew about it, they would not be allowed to read again.

After all, writing is the bridge between sacrifices and gods. If every clan member can understand it, can every clan member be able to communicate with gods?
Then the significance of sacrifice in the tribe is useless.

Fengshou thought a lot, and his face was full of worry: "What if there is a sacrifice for the flower year..."

"Hua Sui Priest agreed to let me teach you how to read." Xiao Se looked at Fengshou and Ah Cha, "And the tribesmen who went to the Abyss Tribe all know these words."

Fengshou and Acha's eyes widened in shock again. Hundreds of people could read even there, but they didn't tell them.

Xiao Se smiled and said: "So, do you understand? The reason why Hua Sui Priest can communicate with the gods is not because she knows these words."

"Look at the tribesmen who can read, which one of them can communicate with the gods?"

"Literacy has nothing to do with communicating with gods."

"Go ahead and bring over the tribesmen who don't know how to recognize a sundial, and I'll teach them how to do it. You two don't know how to recognize a sundial either, so you have to learn it too."

Xiao Se's words convinced Ocha and Fengshou, and they both said happily: "Okay."

In their minds, reading is a privilege that only priests have. Now that they can also read, who doesn't want to become better?
Fengshou called the tribesmen and asked them to shout in the tribe: "Those tribesmen who don't know how to read a sundial, hurry up and learn how to read. Hurry up, Arthur will teach you."

The clansmen received the information. Except for the clansmen who were exercising and had tasks, other clansmen who did not know how to read and read all came over.

Xiao Se looked at the hundreds of tribesmen and smiled brightly: "Okay, little kids, come forward. Those you don't know, come forward, and those you know, stand back."

There were only dozens of babies, and there were other tribesmen whom I didn’t know, but there were really not many of them.

The tribesmen they knew all stepped back. They just came to join in the fun. Seeing so many people, they automatically quit and went to do whatever they were supposed to do.

Xiao Se is a good teacher. She teaches everyone to recognize the characters on the sundial and then write them after they have recognized them.

Everyone broke off a branch, imitated the words on the sundial, and drew them on the ground.

There is only one sundial, and it is only a little big. Everyone who is close to it can only remember two strokes.

Some people walk over and remember two transactions, and then forget about those two transactions when they get to their own place.

It's really a mess.

However, Xiao Se taught her in an interesting way. She wrote the words on the ground and asked them to copy them.

Ah Cha studied very seriously. She was the one who had been with Arthur for the longest time. Whether it was learning to recognize herbal medicine or dressing wounds, she studied it seriously.

It was the same this time. If she wanted to become the tribe member that Arthur was most satisfied with, she must learn to read and write well.

The tribesmen who could read originally thought they were just learning to read, but they didn't expect that they would actually write.

Everyone's heart was itching and numbing. They could recognize it but couldn't write it. They quickly broke off a branch to write it, and then they realized that the character they could recognize now couldn't remember what it looked like.

Sure enough, you still have to be able to write.

So, hundreds of people squatted on the ground, holding branches and writing on the ground one stroke at a time.Xiao Se shuttled among the tribesmen, correcting their strokes and teaching them to rewrite.

Ye Feng saw this scene when he came back. He walked over and saw everyone writing seriously. He narrowed his eyes slightly and walked through the tribe towards Xiao Se.

Xiao Se did not raise her head or walk away, just as if a tribesman came to her side, she was silent.

Some tribesmen asked her how to write, and she taught her seriously.

No one in the clan asked her how to write, so she just checked them one by one.

She didn't look at Ye Feng, but Ye Feng kept staring at her.

This weird atmosphere was really unbearable for the tribesmen. They really wanted to leave without writing, but no one dared to move. They all lowered their heads and wrote seriously and carefully.

Xiao Se stayed in the hot sun all afternoon. Her skin was red, her face was red, and she was sweating profusely.

The literate tribesmen also spent the afternoon sunbathing here, all dripping with sweat.

"time to eat!"

When Ah Xi's voice came, Xiao Secai said, "Okay, that's it for today. Let's all go eat."

Xiao Se walked to the side, avoiding the path Ye Feng took, like a teacher who came to support teaching, avoiding the village chief's obstruction and walking silently towards the cafeteria.

Ye Feng stood there, silently watching Xiao Se walking away.

Seeing Ye Feng like this, Ah Cha stamped his feet angrily and hurried after Xiao Se.

Fengshou wiped the sweat off his face and asked Ye Feng: "Where did you go at noon? Why didn't you sit down to eat with Arthur? Arthur told Ah Cha a lot of jokes at noon. They were very funny jokes. They both laughed. On and on, I didn’t understand a word of it.”

Ye Feng kept his eyes on Xiao Se and walked towards the greenhouse. Fengshou quickly followed: "It's really scary to be so angry and not say a word."

At the greenhouse, Xiao Se sat down between Hua Sui Sacrifice and Azu with a bowl in his hands, smiling broadly: "Hello, Hua Sui Sacrifice, Azu, let's eat."

Azu smiled and said: "Come on, come on, sit down, this rice is so delicious!"

The flower-year-old priest smiled gently: "Aye and the others make delicious food too. Arthur, can this rice be used to make other delicious things?"

Xiao Se stuffed a big mouthful of rice and nodded wildly: "Of course, this rice is a good thing. It can make countless good things."

Ye Feng brought the bowl over, sat across from her, looked at Xiao Se who was smiling, and introduced delicious food to Huasui Priest and Azu.

She laughed very loudly, which was different from her usual gentle smile.

This smile is very fake, as if he is hiding something.

Sometimes, tears are not necessarily heartbreaking, smiles can also be heartbreaking.

Now Arthur's smile made him heartbroken.

Azu looked at the cold-faced Ye Feng without saying a word.

The flower-year-old priest didn't even look at Ye Feng and continued to talk to Xiao Se: "Really? Then why don't you make something for me to eat? My teeth are not good, so you can make something softer."

Xiao Se stuffed another big mouthful of rice into his mouth, and said with crooked eyes, "No problem, I'll make foreign cakes for you to eat tomorrow, how about it?"

The flower-year-old priest smiled and said: "Okay, it must be delicious, right?"

"Well, it's delicious. It's a snack from my hometown." Xiao Se was suddenly startled.

(End of this chapter)