Those primitive people who had not eaten the broth almost cried when they heard this sentence. The sound of sucking the broth around them was simply torturous. At this time, they had already drank the entire plate of broth and were licking it.
plate……
"Haha, Wan, let's make another can of broth." Xiaobai's cheerful voice came from the God's Letter.
Wan couldn't help but nodded after hearing this, filled the clay jar with water again, and waited for the water to boil.
"I'm going to make another can, why don't you wait?" Wan looked at the big men in front of her with a mischievous expression.
"Let's wait!" The ones who spoke were not these big men, but the Jia brothers behind them.
Just kidding, the tribesmen are all big-bellied. Such a plate of broth is enough for them. They are not full yet!
When the other Hammernose tribesmen heard this, they nodded repeatedly, indicating that they could afford to wait and do it slowly and don't rush.
The water in the clay jar quickly started to boil. Wan picked up the dried meat and wild vegetables that had been laid out, tore the dried meat in front of them, and put in the wild vegetables. With little effort, the aroma of the broth wafted up again, seducing the group.
The big man with the hammer nose sucked his saliva.
"Should it be soon? Are you ready? Can you drink it?" Brother Jia's saliva almost flowed out of his mouth. He kept urging. Although he drank some broth, it was just a bottoming.
Isn't it good enough?
Wan shook the clay pot, looked at the broth inside, and nodded, indicating that it was ready to drink.
This time she didn't need to pour it. The men from the Hammer-nosed tribe rushed forward, picked up the jars and poured it into their own plates. Others who didn't have plates also hurriedly ran to find plates, and then joined the ranks of grabbing the broth. Wan
But was pushed aside.
The Jia brothers poured the last drop of broth into their mouths, and the clay jar was empty again, but a group of pot-bellied men still felt hungry.
"Why are you robbing us? Our brothers didn't eat breakfast, and you didn't eat either?" Jialihai shouted angrily at the people around him.
When the big men of the Hammer-nosed tribe heard this, they couldn't help but blush, touched their bellies, and stepped aside.
"Wan, please make another can, our brothers are not full yet, look at this..." Jia Liqing stepped forward and said to Wan with a smiling face.
"Hmm... Okay, let's make another can, but you can't grab it anymore, it will be bad if the can breaks." Wan stepped forward again and started making broth.
"You like broth so much, why don't you buy a few jars and make them yourself?" Wan asked curiously while making broth.
"What? Are you selling these pots for making broth?" Brother Jia's eyes suddenly widened.
The other men of the Hammernose tribe were also surprised. They always thought that such good things were not for sale and that this girl should sell broth. Unexpectedly, she actually wanted to sell jars.
The eyes of several thoughtful tribal people had already drifted to the jars in the stall.
"Of course we sell them. Look at those jars. They are all for exchange. A small jar with thirty jerky, a medium jar with fifty jerky, and a large jar with one hundred jerky." The jars at Wan Chao's stall had different shapes.
Jar Nunu mouth.
The big men from the Hammernose tribe looked at each other and silently stepped forward.
"Bring me a medium jar."
"I want a big one..."
"One big jar, two small jars, these are dried meat..."
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Wanxi took the dried meat with a smile, put it in the animal skin bag behind her, and let the people from the Hammernose tribe take away the jar.
What she said before was naturally taught to her by Xiaobai. This was a marketing method that Xiaobai often used in shopping malls in her previous life. It was not surprising at first, but in another world, this method is super easy to use.
Soon the jars at the stall were sold out, and Wan had to have some more brought in for the Hammernose tribe to buy.
The Jia brothers finished up the broth again and joined the ranks of selling cans.
The Samsara tribesmen who stayed behind looked at the increasing amount of dried meat and were surprised. They had no idea why those ordinary jars made of mud suddenly turned into so many dried meats.
But this is a good thing. Although they can't understand it, it doesn't delay their enthusiastic work of moving the jars.
Until the last person finished choosing a jar, a group of Hammernose tribesmen left happily holding jars of various sizes.
Half of the jars brought by the Samsara Tribe were snapped up by the Hammernose Tribe, in exchange for a large amount of dried meat.
"There are so many dried meats!" A Samsara tribesman helped to move the dried meats and couldn't help but exclaimed. This was much more dried meat than they thought.
The Samsara tribesmen were surprised, but Xiaobai felt nothing. This was normal. After all, the charm of delicious food far exceeded the imagination of these primitive people.
The country where Xiaobai lived in his previous life was a big gourmet country, with all kinds of delicacies emerging in endlessly, and the influence of delicacies was unimaginably great.
Of course, the other world does not have such a rich food culture, and there is not even a clay pot, let alone other kitchen utensils, so for them, a simple wild vegetable broth is a pretty good delicacy.
This also gave Xiaobai a new plan. It seemed that it would be more convenient to develop the tribe's economy through food and attract more believers.
Even without a system, Xiaobai still has various food preparation methods in his mind. In his previous life, he was an otaku and would cook good meals for himself from time to time, so he knew many recipes.
However, the seasoning of these delicacies is a problem. Now the tribe does not even have salt, let alone other seasonings.
It's hard for a clever woman to make a living without rice and without enough raw materials. Even if Xiaobai is a god, it's all in vain.
Now that the clay jar has been started, it is just waiting for fermentation. The products in the hands of the reincarnated tribesmen will surely receive generous returns.
Wan did not continue selling, but packed up the stall and happily ran out to visit the valley again.
There were a little more people at the stall today than yesterday. It must be because it is close to Yishi, and more people have come to Yishi Valley.
Yesterday Wan was just looking at it and not going to buy it. After all, they had to consume dried meat. The dried meat they brought was limited and they had to keep some for eating. Wan didn't have much in her hands.
Having just sold a lot of clay jars and received a lot of dried meat, Wan naturally has a surplus in her hands, so she can buy some things she likes.
Xiaobai floated next to Wan, silently writing down the things she liked. Looking at the smile on her face, Xiaobai felt that she was in a particularly good mood.
Wan's smile is very contagious, very pure and beautiful, showing a row of small white teeth, and her eyes are like crescent moons, full of vitality.
Xiaobai likes to see her smile, and hopes that she can continue to be so happy without any sorrow.