Many children, many blessings: Leading classmates' mothers to establish a community

Jiang Che stood beside the horned sheep, holding a stone blade with its edges polished to a very sharp point.

"What are you all standing there for? Are you waiting for me to feed you the meat?" Jiang Che glanced at the women around him and gave orders without any politeness. "Shen Hua, take three people outside to find some large leaves, wash them clean, and bring them back to line the meat. Lin Wan, you take some people to make the fire burn brighter, add some hardwood, and find some sturdy, thin branches to sharpen for skewering the meat. The rest of you, guard the cave entrance. The smell of blood might attract other wild animals."

As soon as Jiang Che gave the order, the noblewomen, who were initially at a loss, immediately sprang into action like wound-up machines.

In this small stone cave, Jiang Che's words were absolute decrees.

After assigning the tasks, Jiang Che turned his head and focused all his attention on the horned sheep in front of him.

With the support of [Basic Prehistoric Survival Mastery Knowledge], Jiang Che clearly visualized the anatomical diagram of this prehistoric creature in his mind.

He took a deep breath, his arm muscles tensed, and the stone blade in his hand slashed down hard along the softest fur on the horned sheep's belly.

"Sizzle—"

A sickeningly painful sound of flesh being torn apart rang out. Jiang Che's technique was extremely skillful, without the slightest unnecessary movement.

Following the muscle fibers, he precisely avoided the internal organs and bones, peeling off the entire tough sheepskin intact.

In this prehistoric era without textiles, this enormous sheepskin was priceless. Whether used to make clothing for warmth or as a mattress, it would greatly improve the quality of life. Jiang Che carefully folded the blood-stained sheepskin and placed it aside, then began to butcher the mutton.

He first cut off the two fattest hind legs of the horned sheep, then the ribs and tenderloin. Large chunks of bright red meat were cut off and piled on the huge green banana leaves that Shen Hua and his men had brought.

The women who were helping out were stunned by Jiang Che's smooth and fluid movements, as well as his strong back muscles that were slightly sweaty from exertion.

In this dog-eat-dog world, the wildness, focus, and powerful control that Jiang Che exudes are incredibly attractive to these mature women.

"Jiang Che...do you need my help?" Shen Hua stepped forward, a few strands of sweaty hair clinging to her fair forehead. Her expensive white shirt was stained with mud and grass juice, and the collar was slightly open from her labor, revealing a deep, snow-white hue underneath.

Jiang Che glanced at her and unabashedly handed her a piece of mutton with bones weighing over ten kilograms: "Take this, skewer it with a branch, and roast it over the fire. Remember, roast it slowly over a low flame; if it burns, it won't be edible."

"Okay." Shen Hua obediently took the heavy piece of raw meat without even a hint of disgust. In the past, she would have frowned and turned away even if the steak at a Michelin-starred restaurant was slightly bloody, let alone raw meat.

Half an hour later, the fire inside the cave was burning brightly.

Large chunks of horned mutton were skewered on a dozen thick tree branches and roasted over the campfire.

As the temperature rises, the fat on the surface of the lamb begins to melt. Golden oil seeps out along the plump meat, dripping onto the charcoal fire below with a "drip," instantly bursting into a bright spark and releasing an extremely rich aroma of roasted meat.

Without cumin, without refined salt, and without a single drop of modern seasoning, the raw, primal aroma of the meat as it was grilled over the flames was enough to drive these twenty starving women completely mad.

They sat around the fire, their eyes glued to the sizzling meat, constantly swallowing their saliva. Yu Xi, even ignoring her leg injury, pressed herself tightly against the front, her bright, captivating eyes almost frightening.

"Jiang Che... can we eat now?" The wealthy socialite Wang Yan couldn't hold back any longer and asked, her voice trembling as she swallowed hard.

Jiang Che sat on the central rock, holding a perfectly roasted lamb leg in his hand. He ignored Wang Yan's eagerness and instead used the stone blade to make a cut on the golden-brown, crispy skin.

Instantly, an even richer steam, mixed with the aroma of meat, burst forth, revealing tender, juicy fresh meat inside.

Jiang Che took a big bite, the crispy exterior and tender interior, combined with the unique savory flavor of prehistoric creatures, instantly filling his mouth. His extreme hunger was greatly soothed, and as he chewed, he scanned the group of women around him with his sharp eyes.

"In my tribe, there is only one rule," Jiang Che said, swallowing the roasted meat in his mouth, his voice deep and clear, "and that is absolute obedience."

"Food is not divided equally. Whoever contributes the most and whoever is obedient will get to eat the best meat and be the most full."

As soon as Jiang Che finished speaking, the women were all shocked.

They originally thought that once the meat was cooked, everyone could rush to it, but now Jiang Che was telling them in the most straightforward way that the survival rules here were cruel.

Jiang Che used a stone blade to cut off the fattest and most tender piece of pork tenderloin, picked it up with a wooden stick, and handed it to Shen Hua.

"You did a good job leading people to gather firewood and collect leaves today. This is yours."

Shen Hua was stunned for a moment. Looking at the piece of roasted meat in front of her that was emitting an enticing aroma, her eyes suddenly reddened without warning.

In the business world, she was used to backstabbing and exchanging interests, but at this moment, this piece of grilled meat, which represented recognition and the right to survive, moved and warmed her more than any multi-million dollar contract.

She reached out her hands, almost trembling, to take the wooden stick. Ignoring the heat, she opened her rosy lips and took a big bite.

"Delicious...so delicious..." Shen Hua's eyes were filled with tears as she chewed heartily without any regard for her image.

"Lin Wan, you're in charge of starting the fire and watching over the water source. This piece of rib is yours." Jiang Che cut off another piece of meat and handed it to Lin Wan.

"Thank you... thank you Jiang Che..." Lin Wan clasped her hands together excitedly.

Then, Jiang Che looked at Yu tide, who had been staring at him expectantly.

Yu tide had a leg injury and basically didn't do any work today, only watching the fire in the cave.

According to the rules Jiang Che just set, she most likely won't get any good meat.

When she saw Jiang Che's gaze sweep over her, Yu Xi's heart jumped into her throat. She bit her lower lip, her watery eyes filled with grievance and pleading, looking like a puppy waiting for its owner to feed it.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Jiang Che's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. Establishing a tribe requires a combination of kindness and severity.

He cut off a relatively tender piece of lean meat, but instead of handing it to her, he held it directly to her mouth.

"You have a leg injury, and today's situation is special, so this piece of meat is a reward for you. Once your injury heals, if you want to eat meat, you'll have to do the work yourself."

Yu tide was flattered and overwhelmed; she didn't care at all that Jiang Che used the word "reward".

When she was on the verge of starvation, Jiang Che was actually willing to feed her by hand!