Yun Buliu understood what the old man meant. This big monster was hunted by him. He distributed some gold soup to the children on his own initiative, which was already a bit overstepping his bounds.
Therefore, he planned to return the rest to Yun Buliu for distribution.
Even if Yun Buliu didn't give them any money, they probably wouldn't say anything. At most, they just thought this guy was a little greedy and a little stingy.
Of course, Yun Buliu is not the kind of person who has no measure.
Besides, those herbs were bought by the old man. Without these herbs, those golden-patterned animal bones would not be cooked. He even felt that those herbs were more important than the animal bones.
Yun Bu took out two pottery basins, gave Little Maoqiu and Little Milk Tiger a spoon, and then began to give a spoon to each of the villagers in the village, including the women.
At the end of the distribution, everyone discovered that there were only some residues left at the bottom of the pot.
After filtering these residues, the golden soup obtained is only a small stone pot. Compared with the previous large stone pot, there is a huge difference.
Seeing this situation, the villagers felt a little embarrassed and handed the remaining gold soup in their hands back to Yun Buliu.
Yun Buliu waved his hand, turned around and returned to the stone house. He took out four black tiger ribs and four large black tiger teeth from the house, and then looked at the old man.
When the old man saw this, he grinned, turned around, went into the house, and came out carrying another bundle of herbs.
Seeing this, the villagers finally breathed a sigh of relief, drank the golden soup in their hands with peace of mind, and helped to carry water and light the fire.
In this way, Yun Buliu boiled the golden tiger bones of the big black tiger into a pot of golden soup.
Of course, the stone pot used was no longer the big stone pot. That big stone pot was so terrible that he couldn't finish it and would probably have to share it with others.
To be honest, although he was not stingy, he really didn't want to share the tiger bone soup with them anymore.
But he didn't mind sharing some with Little Furball and Little Milk Tiger.
After drinking a pot of golden tiger bone soup, he found that there was no need to eat dinner, and his stomach was already bulging from the golden soup.
He rubbed his belly and leaned against the stone wall with a contented look on his face. The little tiger also followed his example, raising its limbs like a surrendering big cat.
The little furball squatted on the stone house and burped. Every time he burped, electric arcs flashed on his body, making him look like a big light bulb with a bad circuit at night.
The villagers who were boxing looked at it curiously.
And Yun Buliu was also looking at these villagers curiously, what are they doing?
At this time, no matter men, women, old or young, they were all doing the same action...boxing.
I don’t know what kind of boxing technique it is, but they beat me like a tiger with great force. Moreover, all men, women and children can do it. Every move they make will make a roaring sound, which is very impressive.
The old man saw Yun Buliu slumped there after drinking the golden soup, looking like he was enjoying himself, so he ran over, waved to him, and muttered something.
Yun Buliu can understand a few words, such as 'come', 'good', 'fight', etc.
Although he didn't understand it very well, he could roughly guess that what the old man meant was that after drinking the golden soup, he would go for a punch to help absorb the drug's effect.
But the problem is, he doesn't know how to box at all... He has some skills, so he had to call on the little milk tiger and the little fur ball, and they started running around the village.
As he ran, Yun Buliu discovered that his eyesight...or his ability to see at night seemed to be slowly improving. He felt that this had something to do with the golden soup he drank.
It's a pity that he and these villagers don't understand each other, otherwise he could have asked them.
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The next day, the sky was gloomy.
Over the valley, the cold wind howled, a bit like it was going to snow.
Yun Buliu habitually got up early to wash up, with Maoqiu and Little Milk Tiger following him.
After brushing his teeth with fine salt, he waved to the little milk tiger.
The little milk tiger trotted over with a novel look on its face, but he caught it by the neck, then opened its big mouth and looked at it.
"Okay, don't move. I'll brush your teeth. If you don't protect your teeth, how will you eat meat in the future?"
As he spoke, he took a chewed twig, rubbed some salt on it, and began to scratch the little milk tiger's teeth. The little milk tiger struggled a little, but did not dare to really close its mouth.
I could only look at him with aggrieved eyes, and let out a pitiful sound from my throat.
Yun Buliu ignored it and continued brushing its teeth.
After brushing the little milk tiger's teeth, he waved to the little fur ball again.
As a result, the little fur ball glanced at him, opened his mouth and bared his teeth, and then the electric light flashed between the teeth. Some residue stuck between the canines was blown away when the electric light flashed.
Seeing this scene, Yun Buliu opened his mouth and had nothing to say.
After washing, he returned to the village and found many young villagers playing with a few stones in the open space in the center of the village.
Those stone mills are either big or small, the small ones are like millstones, and the big ones are like giant urns.
Seeing Yun Buliu coming back with the little milk tiger, many young people waved to him and then asked him to go over and give it a try.
Yun Buliu was also curious about how powerful he was.
When he came back yesterday, although he did not conduct an accurate strength test, there was actually no way to conduct an accurate strength test. He could only make a rough estimate.
Yue Mo estimated that the piece of bone and meat he carried back weighed at least four thousand kilograms.
This means carrying the meat back instead of putting it down without picking it up.
Therefore, he felt that his strength was four to five thousand kilograms.
He walked over, pointed at the stone mills, and asked them, how much did they weigh?
Of course, his expression was not so accurate, but his consciousness was probably expressed.
The young people made a few gestures, and Yun Buliu roughly knew the weight represented by these stone mills. So, he tested them one by one.
Five hundred kilograms, he could lift it with one hand. Seeing this, many girls whose arms were thicker than Yun Buluu's arms raised eyebrows.
Even though it weighs a thousand pounds, it can be easily lifted and played with.
Two thousand catties, three thousand catties, four thousand catties, five thousand catties...
As one thousand kilograms and one thousand kilograms are added up... Yun Buliu feels that the measurement unit of these stone mills may not be kilograms, but he feels that the weight should not be much different.
In the end, he even moved the large stone mill, which he estimated weighed 10,000 kilograms.
Seeing his appearance with exposed veins, tangled muscles, and red face, many young people showed admiration.
When those big girls whose arms were thicker than his looked at him, their eyes flickered, as if they were going to melt him, which made Yun Buliu feel overwhelmed.
Although he has been a monk for a long time, he really can't get enough of this girl.
Compared with his aesthetics, this is completely two extremes.
Ignoring these glances, Yun Buliu secretly added something to his plan. His plan was very simple, learn the language, understand the outside world, and now he added a familiar herb.
The herb that can melt golden-patterned animal bones is definitely a rare treasure.
Without that thing, even animal bones with golden patterns are useless.