Winter hot pot is always so tempting, whether for primitive people or modern ones, it's hard to resist its allure.

Even though Han Cheng's hot pot didn't contain chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, or sesame paste, it immediately captivated the high-ranking members of the Green Sparrow Tribe as soon as it appeared.

If you don’t believe it, look at the group of people wandering around the tribe, trudging through the snow.

Han Cheng wasn’t eager to go out in such weather, but there was no choice. Everyone had eaten so much that they were practically choking on their food.

If they didn’t go out for a walk to digest, it was very likely that someone might pass out…

Looking at the group of people holding their stomachs and walking sluggishly, Han Cheng couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Each one of them, almost unable to move, still complained that they hadn’t eaten enough.

Among them, Shaman, the increasingly undisciplined old shaman, was the most shameless.

Towards the end of the meal, as he picked up another bite from the pot, he murmured, "This is sinful~."

After muttering, he blew lightly on the food and immediately put it into his mouth.

Once finished, without hesitation, he scooped up another bite, shaking his head and muttering, "This is sinful~" again, and another piece went into his mouth…

The mood of the few people was very good. With the successive discovery of copper ore and tin ore and the exploration and improvement of the various tools and techniques needed for smelting copper, the tribe now had over 150 bronze spears, all finely sharpened.

The number of bronze arrows had now exceeded a thousand.

In addition, they had also cast around 200 irregular copper balls, which were used as projectiles for their slingshot team.

More than ten sharpened copper knives had also been made, perfect for cutting vegetables, scraping bones, and skinning.

There were also eight bronze axes.

The appearance of these items and the power they demonstrated made everyone in the tribe very happy.

The Green Sparrow Tribe had already become an existence that others dared not provoke, and now, with these many bronze tools, they had become even stronger and more awe-inspiring.

After walking around the tribe with a few people carrying bronze spears, Han Cheng led the group to the two slave courtyards, one on the east and one on the west.

Instead of just wandering around to digest, it was better to visit the slave courtyards and let them feel some care from the upper ranks.

When cloaked in a guise of concern, some things are more effective than a whip.

Han Cheng couldn’t bring himself to stand behind slaves with a whip, constantly exploiting and abusing them. It would make him feel bad, but he didn’t have the time for that.

With that kind of energy, he’d rather spend more time with his chubby little one or think of ways to make something.

He preferred to do things with more warmth and humanity than the whip.

He wasn’t twisted in his mind; he wouldn't make it bloody if something could be done gently.

For example, in this heavy snow season, his gentle approach was to bring the high-ranking tribe members to visit the slave courtyards as a gesture of comfort and inspection.

The results were surprisingly good. In such weather, the noble son had not forgotten them and had come over to check on their well-being, which made the slaves of the Green Sparrow Tribe, who had never experienced such things, feel warm in their hearts.

Especially when bowls of golden, fragrant millet porridge were brought to them, everyone ate their fill, and their hearts were even warmer.

Everyone was incredibly satisfied with their current life, and their respect and admiration for the Son of God had risen to a new level.

After the community warmth provided by a meal of millet porridge, Han Cheng and the high-ranking members of the Green Sparrow Tribe had nearly finished digesting, so they solemnly returned to the tribe under the adoring and respectful gazes of the slaves.

On the way back, Han Cheng stopped Eldest Senior Brother and the others, not allowing them to leave immediately.

Of course, the purpose wasn’t to continue with the hot pot feast but to discuss an important matter.

With the continuous copper smelting, the copper and tin ores from previous trips were nearly gone.

Meanwhile, the tribe hadn’t yet made many farming tools, and with the spring plowing approaching next year, Han Cheng was considering whether to send someone to Copper Mountain again to gather more ore.

After smelting the copper, the tools for farming could be made in preparation for the spring plowing.

It wasn’t ideal to idle away the winter without doing any work.

Now that it was winter, people had more free time, and plenty of snow was on the ground.

Snow could hinder transportation for people from other tribes, but for the Green Sparrow Tribe, which had deer herds and sleds, it was an excellent opportunity for transport.

With the help of the sleds and snow, one deer pulling the ore could carry twice as much as it could before when it was being carried on its back.

So Han Cheng didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

Of course, while transporting ore this way was efficient, the people would have to endure the harsh cold.

However, with tents, snow huts, and anti-freeze ointment, traveling in these conditions wasn’t as tricky as it would be for other tribes.

As soon as Han Cheng mentioned this, it wasn’t surprising that the group, already completely captivated by bronze, immediately agreed.

Second Senior Brother and Gu even knocked on their heads a few times as if blaming themselves for not thinking of using the deer and sleds earlier.

In the past, when there were matters to deal with in the tribe, the Eldest Senior Brother, Second Brother, Gu, and the others couldn’t leave. But now, with the heavy snow covering the land, many tasks in the tribe couldn’t be done. So, they all expressed their desire to go to Copper Mountain.

They wanted to see what the pools, as blue as the sky, looked like, what Copper Mountain itself was like, and, most of all, to personally mine some ore and bring it back to the tribe…

Every person has curiosity; it’s just that the intensity varies. The level of curiosity differs for different things.

But once you’ve mined a few times, you won’t be so curious anymore…

Han Cheng watched the eager individuals and secretly smirked.

After some discussion, the Eldest Senior Brother, Second Brother, and Mao led the team for the mining trip, with half of the trade team staying in the tribe. Along with twenty tribe members who also wanted to see Copper Mountain and twenty strong slaves, the winter mining team was formed.

The Green Sparrow Tribe wasn’t huge, so there was no need for complicated procedures or endless debates. The mining team set out on the third day after the decision.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by Aunomay