The clothes of the two look similar, but obviously the little witch's clothes are cleaner, neater, and fit more beautifully.
This is the change brought about by Mu Ba's fear of witches.
Although Ye is important, shouldering the task of forming a new family with Xu Chen, his status is relatively high now, because once the family is separated, Ye will be the serious head of the family and has the power to discuss tribal affairs.
But this power is pitiful because there are only two people in the whole family, so there is nothing to discuss.
Xu Chen didn't know about this yet, and he was still in the dark until now.
But comparing the identities of Ye and the little witch, they are completely incomparable in the eyes of the mother.
The little witch is the true descendant of the great witch, a witch who can truly accept the guidance of the gods. She represents the will of the gods and is shrouded in a halo of faith.
Even if Xu Chen is so magical, in Mu Ba's deep-rooted traditional thinking, the status of the little witch is higher than that of Xu Chen.
After all, she is the real witch, and Xu Chen is at best a wild witch, and even the great witches are unwilling to admit his identity.
A wild witch still has a long way to go if he wants to successfully grow into a great true witch.
At least for now, he cannot gain the recognition of other tribes, and cannot exercise the authority that a shaman should have, making other tribes respect and obey him.
But the little witch is different. As long as her identity spreads, all tribes will accept the fact that she is a witch.
This is the difference between having inheritance and not having inheritance.
The benefits of having a sect are completely unavailable to wild players.
Because the little witch has been studying with the big witch since she was a child, she rarely communicates with others and has a somewhat introverted personality. Therefore, she appears to be very withdrawn. She lives in seclusion among the Ba people and insists on her innocence and rarely talks to any man.
Of course, except Xu Chen.
Because in her mind, Xu Chen is the real witch, and she is just a witch abandoned by the gods.
Ye Ping is responsible for taking care of women, children, the elderly, the weak and pregnant, and has too many things to do. Therefore, he has been a bit fickle since he was a child. He is outgoing and dares to express his emotions. In Xu Chen's view, he is just an emoticon animal without any scheming. His joys, sorrows and joys are all written in
On his face, he smiles when he's happy, cries when he's sad, stomps his feet when he's angry, and pinches others' butts secretly when he likes them.
Of course, this person specifically refers to Xu Chen.
In her mind, Xu Chen is the only man she can mate with. She doesn't want her to have another man, nor does she want Xu Chen to have another woman.
But since the little witch came, she began to feel an invisible and huge pressure.
Especially since I saw the little witch taking off her clothes in Xu Chen's room, the status of the little witch suddenly rose a lot among the Ba people. Especially the performance of the mother Ba was simply unacceptable and incomprehensible.
Not only did he give her the two exquisite bird feathers that he promised to be his, but he also made several sets of exquisite clothes tailor-made for her. The room where she slept was also reorganized and decorated, and beds, tables and chairs were built, as well as all kinds of clothing, food and accommodation.
The bedding, pottery, and rattan baskets are all new.
Not only Ye couldn't understand Mu Ba's performance, but other adult women were also confused.
Therefore, Ye Bao was deeply wary of the little witch, but because he was afraid that Xu Chen would be unhappy, he did not dare to show too much hostility. At most, when the little witch appeared near Xu Chen, she would appear in time.
At the same time, he approached Xu Chen and acted very intimate on purpose, reminding this foreign woman not to compete with him for a man.
I don’t know what the little witch is thinking, but Xu Chen knows very well what Ye is thinking.
But in his opinion, the mentality of a primary school girl like Ye is no longer something that a thirty-year-old man with a foot-picking soul like him needs to be careful about and care about.
Falling in love with a little female savage who hasn’t grown up yet?
Do not make jokes.
He will live alone in this life!
Only Wang Tu's dominance is the only motivation that motivates him to survive in this barbaric era.
Ye gently pulled Xu Chen's arm, and the little witch stood quietly beside him.
The three of them all looked at Gu Heju who was slowly climbing up the tree without blinking. They tied safety ropes on the trunk, slowly pulled the tools, rattan baskets, hanging baskets, etc. up with thin ropes and put them away.
Then one person was responsible for retracting and releasing the safety rope, while the other took a wooden pole with a net and walked into the dense canopy vines and started beating.
"Poo ga pon ga!"
Along with the beating, I saw popping vine fruits falling down from the thick branches and leaves. Ye suddenly stopped thinking about men and women, and started to drool, clapped his hands and shouted.
The little witch looked with amazement at Gu Hezu's strange way of picking wild fruits on the tree.
She now understands that after this kind of rope is tied to the body, it can greatly increase the safety of picking.
Net bags and wooden poles greatly reduce the difficulty of picking.
Although it fell a lot, it seems that it should be able to gain a lot.
Sure enough, after a while, Gu returned with a net bag filled with heavy red and purple vine fruits.
At this time, in the canyon at the foot of the mountain, the sound of yo-ho-ho-ho was also heard.
That was the message delivered by the person in charge of picking up vine fruits in the canyon, which meant that some vine fruits had fallen into the valley.
"Quick, put it down and try a few first!"
Xu Chen's mouth was filled with saliva and he couldn't hold it back.
It’s been almost a year since I’ve eaten vine fruit.
At present, food is scarce and the varieties are scarce. There are not many plant seeds and wild fruit roots that are truly edible. Even if they are edible, most of them taste very bad, just like wild oats and various wild beans. Not to mention shriveled, the seed coat is thick and starchy.
The content is small, and it even tastes a little bitter. It is not at all the high-quality varieties left behind by thousands of years of domestication and improvement in later generations.
Wild fruits are slightly better, but many are poisonous. Chestnuts and hazelnuts are very small. Two delicious wild fruits, such as milk nuts and vine nuts, are very rare.
Although I can eat enough on weekdays, it is limited to grain porridge with acrid taste and various fish and animal meats with a dull and fishy taste. Without oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and various cooking seasonings, it is still far from delicious.
, at most it can be regarded as a step forward than Ru Mao drinking blood and entering the stage of cooked food.
Soon, more than a dozen wild fruits were lowered in hanging baskets, and the two Uzbek youths who were guarding the tree trunks quickly lifted them in front of Xu Chen.
"Come and try something new!"
Xu Chen stuffed one into each hand, and then he couldn't wait to pick one up, wiped it on his body twice and stuffed it into his mouth.
As soon as you bite into the peel, a sweet and juicy taste fills your mouth.
“Sou Ga, delicious!”
Xu Chen finished drying one vine fruit in several mouthfuls, and then picked up another one.
Ye was almost the same, and returned to the eating state of a little savage. Kakachacha finished one and picked up another.
The little witch ate very slowly and carefully, taking small bites and licking them, and she didn't finish them all for a long time.
There was no such delicious wild fruit nearby, and she had never eaten it.
In addition, in order to ensure the safety of witches, unfamiliar wild fruits are generally not offered to them. Moreover, witches are very serious about eating food and require everything to be eaten cleanly, because these foods are gifts from gods, and waste is a waste. Blasphemy and disrespect for God.
The two Uzbek youths were also a little cautious, and each only ate one.
They had seen Xu Chen in the Wu tribe before, but only from a distance. They had heard many strange things about him and were full of curiosity about him.
But after coming to the Ba tribe, they truly understood the magic and difference of Xu Chen.
Almost all the changes in the Ba tribe were driven and changed by this magical young man who is similar to them in age.
Moreover, Xu Chen has almost unparalleled prestige among the Ba people, and his status is extremely high.
Therefore, a group of Uzbek people became more and more in awe of Xu Chen, and were extremely cautious and cautious in front of him.
After all, they are a group of foreigners, and they naturally feel inferior in terms of status.
"Delicious?"
After Xu Chen killed four of them in one breath, he finally wiped his mouth with satisfaction and stopped. With a smile on his face, he turned to look at the little witch who hadn't finished eating yet.
"tasty……"
The little witch nodded weakly, with a little shyness on her face.
"If it's delicious, eat as many as you want. Eat as much as you want. The same goes for you..."
Xu Chen nodded to the two Uzbek youths, and then loudly called to Gu Heju in the tree to work quickly.
So soon the two people on the tree started banging again.
Vine fruit has a high sugar content. It is a rare wild fruit, a strange species between two different fruits, such as grapes and kiwi fruit, and it is also a vine.
It's just that this vine is a bit scary because of its ancient growth.
As basket after basket of vine fruits were being lowered from the big tree, people above and below the tree were eating and belching. By midday, there were already several large baskets under the tree, so A group of people carried the picked vine fruits down the mountain first.
Vine fruits do not last long.
But the two methods invented by Xu Chen last year can be well preserved.
The raw ones are cut in half and directly strung with rattan plaques or twine to dry, and the mature ones are made into wine.
The taste of vine fruit wine is much better than ordinary berry mixed wine brewed in summer. Not only is the wine rich in flavor, it also has a very sweet taste and basically no sour taste. Therefore, the men in the tribe almost unanimously requested that they make more wine this year. Even the kiln workers in the kiln factory had fired a batch of large clay pots specially used for brewing vine fruit wine early, and Xu Chen had arranged for them to be washed and dried several days ago.
After returning home, Xu Chen took several younger children to select ripe fruits to make wine, while Ye took several older children to cut the fruits and dry them.
The little witch stood next to Xu Chen and watched carefully. Seeing her curious and bored look, Xu Chen taught her how to choose the right vine fruit, crush it and put it into a clay pot.
Seeing Xu Chen and the little witch chatting and laughing intimately, Ye was so impressed that he threw the copper knife to an older child and ran over to help make wine.
As a result, before I had been working for a while, I heard a burst of crying. It turned out that the little guy cut his finger. At this time, the mother and several women came back from the canyon to pick up the vine fruits that had fallen down the mountain. They saw a lot of people. The child, whose hands were bleeding, immediately angrily scolded Ye Bi with his head covered in face.
Because Xu Chen is a core figure of the Ba people, it is impossible for him to be scolded.
The little witch has a noble status and cannot be scolded, not to mention that it is none of her business.
A group of children are too young and ignorant.
So Ye, who was supposed to be responsible for taking care of a group of children regardless of age, became the only one who took the blame.
A group of aunts and uncles who came back also accused Ye of not taking good care of a group of children.
Ye Zhi knew that he was in the wrong, so he could only lower his head and dare not say a word.