After hearing it all, Yeonhwa laughed helplessly.
"Good thing we already ate before coming, or we would have been starving from your story."
The other sub-beastmen also reacted. "Exactly. Sulyeon, you are too much. Now I am hungry again."
"No way. Tomorrow I am going back to Gale Mountain to pick a basket of Spelon Berries."
"I need to make starch too and try those fried mushrooms with batter!"
"Yes, yes. The tubers at home are going bad anyway."
Hayoon finally found a chance to speak and asked, "Yeonhwa, are you here for the trousers?"
Yeonhwa slapped her forehead.
"We almost forgot the main thing."
Sulyeon also looked a bit embarrassed and scratched her nose.
"Haha, my fault."
Hayoon had eaten her fill and was in a good mood, so she did not mind at all. "It is fine. Wait here a moment. I will go inside and take the trousers off."
After saying that, ehe paused, realizing how strange it sounded, but there was no helping it.
She only had that one pair of trousers.
Immo looked at the young sub-beastmen and smiled. "Then I will head back with Leeho first. Sulyeon, do not stay out too late playing."
Sulyeon said, "Got it, Mom! I will leave with Yeonhwa in a bit."
Minho also took Haeun over to the grass shed area, leaving space for the sub-beastmen.
After taking off her trousers, Hayoon thought for a moment and called everyone into the cave.
Soon, her trousers were being passed around among the sub-beastmen.
Everyone clicked their tongues in amazement.
"You can tell right away it is very convenient to move in."
"Yes, linen is much lighter and cooler than beast hide."
"Hayoon is amazing. Not only can she weave cloth, she can even make such comfortable clothing."
Hayoon felt a little embarrassed from all the praise and said the reason he had called them in.
"We are about the same size. If you want, you can try them on."
Everyone was pleasantly surprised.
"Really?"
"Me too, I want to try! Thank you, Hayoon!"
The sub-beastmen were very enthusiastic.
Each of them tried on Hayoon's trousers and praised them highly.
Before they had them, it was fine.
But after trying them on, the desire to have their own pair of trousers took root and quickly grew into something much bigger.
Usually the ones who loved to linger and chat the most, this time were the first to leave.
"I should go back now. While it is still not completely dark, I need to work with my husband to spin thread and weave cloth so we can make trousers sooner."
"I am going to ask my father to find suitable beast sinews. Thicker ones might feel better for the waistband."
"Hayoon, we are leaving! Thank you so much today!"
Hayoon laughed brightly, revealing her sharp canine teeth, and waved at them. "Alright, be careful on the way."
The sub-beastmen waved back hard and left in a hurry.
In the next few days, Hayoon went with the tribe's sub-beastmen in the morning to pick mushrooms and returned in the afternoon.
Fried mushrooms, mushroom soup, mushrooms stir-fried or stewed with meat.
Haeun went from devouring them eagerly at first to eventually frowning at the sight of mushrooms.
When he learned that the tribe had finally stopped organizing mushroom gathering, he let out a huge sigh of relief, which made Hayoon laugh.
There was no helping it. Mushrooms spoiled too easily, and there was no refrigerator here to store them.
In addition to eating them, he also dried a lot of mushrooms and stored them in clean cloth bags, hanging them in a cool and ventilated part of the cave.
At the same time, a wave of enthusiasm for making trousers and eating Spelon berries spread throughout the tribe.
Starting the day after the sub-beastmen learned from Hayoon, even Minho somehow managed to trade for a large piece of cloth and asked Hayoon to help him make trousers.
His payment was a stone hoe.
The stone head and wooden handle were tightly fixed together with tree resin to prevent loosening, and also bound with hemp rope.
"If this is not enough as payment, I can give you other supplies," the sharply defined, cold and tall man said calmly.
Hayoon stared at him in shock for a few seconds before finding her voice. "Enough! More than enough! What you gave me is enough to make ten pairs of trousers."
In this era, tools were extremely rare.
Especially since she was planning to build a house, clearing land was unavoidable.
That stone hoe was exactly what she needed.
Once the tribe stopped organizing gathering activities, she could start looking for a place to build her house.
Minho's lips lifted slightly. "Mm."
Hayoon added, "Also, everyone needs cloth now. You must have spent a lot to exchange for so much. If you need anything, you can tell me. I can help you weave cloth."
The tribe had promised Hayoon two bundles of cloth, but considering how scarce fabric was, she had not rushed to take it.
Now touching the cloth in her hands, she could not help feeling a bit pained on Minho's behalf.
Minho said calmly, "It is not much for me. Since it can be used, I will leave it to you then."
While Hayoon was feeling that she was "rich beyond measure" and a little emotional, she also sensed something else.
It seemed that Minho had noticed she had to go out gathering and working every day, so he had not brought it up directly with her.
Feeling his trust, Hayoon nodded seriously. "I will finish it as soon as possible for you."
Minho said, "No rush."
He said that, but Hayoon, who had accepted a stone hoe as payment, could not possibly take it slowly.
That night, she took a clean beast sinew and measured Minho's size.
There were no measurement units in this world, so she used a bone knife to carve marks directly onto the beast sinew.