Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

Youchao wanted to investigate, but the matter was beyond the capabilities of ordinary people and there was no way to find out.

Keeping the matter to himself, Youchao comforted Sangjiu and went to the main tent in the center of the tribe.

Besides attending the ceremony, he also came here to discuss with the Suiren tribe how to promote the method of building nests.

Upon entering the main tent, one is greeted by a huge mural depicting torches, and the smell of tung oil and fishy odors are masked by the scent of hay.

The central brazier crackled softly, and at the head of the table was a wooden chair covered in animal hide, flanked by four solid wood chairs on each side.

When Youchao entered the main tent, the head seat was empty, and eight old men dressed in animal skins, also with torch patterns, sat on either side.

They were talking about something when they heard Youchao lift the animal skin curtain and looked up, their cloudy eyes staring at the doorway.

Upon seeing Youchao Shi, he first waited for him to bow to the torch mural before standing up shakily.

The elderly man on the left coughed and spoke first:

"Chief of Youchao, we have already reached an agreement on promoting nest dwelling. We agree to the old chief's previous plan, with the Suiren tribe providing the materials and the Youchao tribe providing the people."

Youchao nodded slightly. He knew about this plan. Simply put, the Youchao tribe would send people to teach skills, and the Suiren tribe would provide supplies.

The transmission of skills, systems, and etiquette—things that benefit the entire human race without direct material exchange—has always been a matter of the Suiren tribe providing the materials and the Shouchuang tribe providing the manpower. This has become the norm over the years.

This was not only Suirenshi's responsibility as the common leader of the human race, but also a means for the Suiren tribe to establish prestige.

The horses fed by the Suiren tribe, which were decorated with torch patterns, became proof that those who taught skills could enter surrounding tribes and gain their trust.

"No need. The Nest-Building Tribe can take care of all the necessary needs for promoting the nest-building method."

Youchao looked at the mural and said calmly.

This was a necessary step for him to completely replace Suirenshi's position.

Upon hearing this, the old man showed neither anger nor joy, but simply spoke calmly.

"Without the supplies we provide, what will happen to your people if they can't get into some of the tribes?"

Youchao pointed to his face and said confidently, "There is no such tribe."

The old man paused for a moment, then changed the subject instead of continuing the discussion.

"Since that's the case, you should already know about the Ziyi Clan's matter. He wants to promote the method of weaving animal hides. We won't interfere in how he handles it."

As he spoke, the old man gestured for Youchao to sit down, and he sat on the wooden chair covered with animal skin.

Youchao pretended not to see it and continued to look at the mural, saying...

"That's how it should be, but I wonder where that Ziyi clansman is now."

"He arrived when the leader of Suiren became an immortal, and he is currently not far outside the main tent."

"Then let him in."

"Yes."

The shadow of a tree casts a long shadow on a person's name; unknowingly, Youchao Shi had become the de facto master of this place.

Then, a handsome young man walked into the tent, looking somewhat shy but not afraid.

"I have met the leader of Youchao."

This young man was Ziyi. Upon seeing Youchao, he bowed respectfully and then spoke.

Youchao looked him over a few times, then gestured for him to get up.

"As expected, heroes emerge from among the young. I've seen the clothes you invented; they're durable, easy to make, and our tribe loves them."

"The leader of Youchao is too kind."

Ziyi smiled shyly and replied.

"You want to promote the method of making animal clothing, that's good. It just so happens that I also want to promote the method of building nests, and for some reason, I need to go to every tribe."

"In that case, why don't you come with me and explore this land of humanity? Ziyi Clan, would you be willing?"

Youchao liked the boy from the bottom of his heart. Although he was ambitious, the boy was shy, and Suizu was bold and unrestrained, he always felt that he was somewhat similar to the two of them, as if... they were taught by the same person.

The sudden departure of the ancestor of the Sui clan meant that he would have to pay some unnecessary price if he wanted to fully take over the power. Now, seeing the Ziyi clan, he had some other thoughts.

"Thank you, Chief Xie Youchao, I am willing."

Being able to move around was in line with the active nature of a young man, so Ziyi immediately agreed and bowed to Youchao.

Although the worship and bowing rituals were learned after Sui Zu became famous, most tribes did not have many resources, and etiquette was not a practical thing, so it was not specifically promoted.

It is rare to see someone like Ziyi Shi who is so meticulous in performing the rituals every time.

As Youchao thought to himself, his fondness for Ziyi grew even stronger.

I think I was like that when I was young too; I liked to bow to elders wherever I went. I don't know where I learned that, but I think it was...

Youchao suddenly stared intently at Ziyi, as if he had seen something incredible.

Ziyi felt uncomfortable being stared at, but remembering the man's instructions not to be disrespectful to elders, she could only suppress her discomfort and did not ask the question.

Finally, the elderly man who had been sitting at the head of the left noticed something was wrong and coughed heavily.

Youchao Shi then snapped out of his reverie and surprise, and hurriedly tried to salvage the situation by saying something.

"Hmm, you agreed so quickly."

Then he regained his composure and said something.

"In that case, you will stay by my side for the next few days. When it comes time to promote the product, you will come with me."

Ziyi nodded, which was taken as agreement.

Half an hour later, Youchao finally finished dealing with all the other miscellaneous tasks left over from the absence of Suizu, and led Ziyi out of the tent.

The two, one middle-aged and one young, went together to a small nest east of the Suiren tribe for a meal.

This place was originally the residence of Suirenshi. After Suirenshi became the leader, he had many miscellaneous duties, so he slept and ate in the small house behind the mural in the central tent for a long time.

This place was left vacant. In addition, since people from other tribes often visited the Suiren tribe, out of frugality, Suiren ordered that this place be used as a place of hospitality to receive people from other tribes.

Later, as the Suiren tribe grew larger and more people from other tribes came to visit, the space here was no longer enough. So Suiren set aside a new piece of land as a place to entertain guests. Of course, this place was still used to receive guests.

After the invention of the nest dwelling, both sides made modifications, but Youchao, as one of the earliest guests of the Suiren tribe, still preferred to eat there.

Youchao took a spoonful of millet porridge, swallowed it, and finally couldn't help but ask Ziyi the question.

"Where did you learn all these manners?"

Ziyi was drinking porridge when he heard Youchao's question. He looked up, stared at Youchao with his big eyes, and said naturally.

"Wasn't this invented by Sui Zu? I learned it from the elders in my tribe."

As a teenager, Ziyi's performance was outstanding, but experience prevailed, and Youchao discovered his weakness.