"You can draw the fish out?" The skinny black woman's words made Zhang Lisheng unusually happy. "Believer, you've earned yourself a feather!"
After giving out the hefty reward, he ordered Tugra to take the woman away so she could draw.
Not long after, the drawing of the gray fish painted on bark paper using ground gray stone powder was presented to the tribal Raider by the Tudenan headman.
The drawing was not vivid but the drawing was clear enough, looking as though as if it was faithful to the original. Zhang Lisheng looked at the drawing before handing it back to Tugra. "Carve and copy this drawing on stone slabs and attach it to the mast of every fishing boat after tomorrow's sunset!"
"Yes, Raider!" The Tudenan headman carefully held the bark paper with both hands and left in a hurry after his orders.