Orc Girl's Tribal Daily Life

Chapter 224

Chapter 224

After seeing Ping off and having dinner, Jiang Luoluo excitedly went to see the finished "soap" she had made.

His expression froze almost instantly.

It hasn't changed much from when she checked it this morning; it still looks like it's about to melt or solidify.

Jiang Luoluo couldn't believe it, but it also seemed perfectly normal.

Given her current state of having nothing, it would be truly astonishing if she could simply and easily create something in one go.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that Jiang Luoluo had been prepared for this all along.

Indeed, among the things Jiang Luoluo had seen, such as soap and gunpowder, there were extremely simple-looking formulas.

It's as if you can make the whole thing just by collecting a few certain items.

But as it turns out, that doesn't exist.

Knowing the ingredients of something is far from enough; you also need to know its various proportions—besides, is the recipe that Jiang Luoluo knows completely correct?

Oils and wood ash are indeed among the most readily available materials for making soap, but what truly makes them successful is not the materials themselves, but the variations in some of the elements they contain.

If Jiang Luoluo wants to succeed, she must first abandon her childish, playful experiments. She needs to break down and identify what is truly effective in these two main materials.

The key to her success lies in increasing the proportion of elements that can make things work.

Jiang Luoluo fell into deep thought, and even as she went to sleep, she was still pondering, trying to dig out something more important from the depths of her memory.

She learned it, and she should remember it.

"Goodnight, Luo." Xing did not disturb the cub.

The next morning, Xing found that the cub had gotten up even earlier than her, and was staring blankly at the pile of grease and wood ash water.

The wood ash water was made on the spot, since the fire was there and they could always dig some out.

The oil was reheated and melted into a liquid, its slightly golden color swaying gently.

Unintelligible sounds kept repeating in the cub's mouth in the dim, dark environment where the wooden door was not opened, no light shone in, and only the firelight provided illumination.

It looks rather strange and creepy.

"Luo?" Xing tilted her head and hesitated before speaking, startling the cub who was lost in thought.

Before Xing could finish her question, she saw the cub look up with a look of surprise.

"Xing, I understand, I remember!"

Xing leaned on the wooden cane beside the stone bed and walked to the cub's side, only to find that the cub had written a string of unfamiliar symbols on the ground.

"?" Xing didn't understand, but she didn't say anything.

Actually, this is nothing special. The tribe has a written language, but very few people can master it. Usually, only the elderly and retired tribespeople will learn it.

However, this does not mean that the younger members of the tribe do not have written symbols to communicate. Some people learn the symbols that their parents are accustomed to using and inherit their meanings.

Some people create new patterns that represent the consciousness in their minds and introduce these patterns to other members of their tribe when the opportunity arises, until they are accepted and then forgotten.

That's right.

The symbols of one generation will always disappear with the emergence of the next generation. Some people cannot remember complex symbols, so they will create simpler ones.

Creating your own symbols, rather than learning from others, is actually more in line with the habits of the tribe.

This might sound complicated, so let's put it simply: tribal members can only remember the things they themselves scribbled on, as well as the things their friends scribbled on.

So Xing didn't say anything about the cub's behavior, but simply opened the wooden door and looked at the sky outside.

"Luo, it seems you got up in the middle of the night. You didn't get enough sleep. You'll be sleepy during the day. Do you want to go back and sleep for a while?"

Jiang Luoluo, who was startled awake from her dream and eager to memorize the chemical formulas that appeared in it, yawned upon hearing this and realized she was feeling sleepy.

"Okay, I'm going to take a nap. Xing, don't cross out the patterns here."

"Okay, go to sleep," Xingwen replied gently.