The door of the Qingque Tribe opened again. The leaders of the Green Tribe and the Sheep Tribe hesitated for a while, and finally walked in with the tribe members and the pottery they had brought back.
The senior brother stood at the door of the tribe and greeted them enthusiastically.
The eldest brother was originally very dissatisfied with the two tribes' reneging on their promises. After hearing the unexpected reason, he was stunned and at the same time, most of his dissatisfaction disappeared.
After the Son of God whispered a few words to him, the dissatisfaction in his heart completely disappeared.
Not only that, he also smiled and stood here to warmly welcome the two tribes.
The green tribe leader's eyes widened again, and he was extremely surprised when he looked at the twelve sheep on the ground that had not been completely disposed of.
This neighboring tribe can shock people every time.
As he thought this, his eyes fell on the sheep tribe standing not far from them, with a look of surprise on his face.
No wonder the people of the Sheep Tribe were able to bring back so many pottery from here at once. It turned out that they brought rich things!
Then I remembered that I had exchanged a lot of not-so-good food for a big vat and two clay pots. Comparing the two, I couldn't help but feel happy, feeling that the leader of the sheep tribe was not as capable as me.
If I were allowed to exchange them, with so many sheep, I would definitely be able to exchange all the pottery from this neighboring tribe!
Thinking like this, I also thought about how in the future, my tribe would only need to use the ears of grass that they rarely eat and the endless furs to exchange for precious pottery, but the people of the Sheep tribe would still foolishly exchange precious food for it.
, and I feel even better.
Han Cheng, a time traveler standing not far away watching these events, did not realize that the leader of the Green Tribe was actually such a primitive man full of inner drama.
"Chichi~chichi~"
The elder Huo Yi came to the courtyard with a hand drill and piled a small pile of firewood at the location designated by the senior brother, with a larger pile of firewood placed next to it.
People in these tribes are all familiar with fire. Just by looking at Huo Yi's actions, you can tell that he is going to light a fire.
As the leader of this tribe said, they wanted to use a large pot that they and others brought back and thought was bad to cook a pot of soup to prove that there was no problem with the pottery.
"The next step is to get coals from the cave to light the pyre."
This was the voice of all the outsiders who paid attention to the situation here after seeing the fire pile up the small firewood pile.
However, Huo Yi's next move was beyond all of their expectations.
Huoyi didn't get up and go back to the cave to get charcoal as they thought. Instead, he took the stick with a hole in front of him that he had brought out before and put it next to him for drilling wood to make fire, and stepped on it with his foot.
Previously, the stick was turned upside down by the fire, and the grooves for making fire were all facing the ground. In addition, these people did not think about drilling wood to make fire, so they did not notice the stick.
It was only then that Huo Yi brought the wooden stick, placed it in front of him, pressed it on the tinder, and assumed a posture of drilling wood to make fire, and only then did the onlookers show expressions of surprise.
This neighboring tribe is so fierce. Even the old people have to drill wood to make fire? Doesn't this matter need to be done by young and strong people?
Some people feel very uncomfortable when they think back to the occasional digging of wood to make fire in their tribe.
Because even if this old primitive man could get out of the fire, it would be a long time later.
They are eager to know how pottery cooks delicious broth, which takes so long just to light the fire...
“#￥!”
“#&…!”
Before they could finish their thoughts, they were hit by the smoky tinder in front of them and disappeared without a trace.
Many people couldn't help shouting, which made the people who were watching the Qingque tribe processing the haggis couldn't help but look this way.
Huo Yi was happy in his heart, but at the same time he was a little arrogant. How could the things created by the Son of God be imagined by people from other tribes?
She did not rush to pick up the tinder to blow on it, but first pressed the hand drill under her legs, and then took the tinder to blow out the fire.
This hand-pressed drill was something she treasured very much. It would be okay to use it to drill fire so that people from other tribes could see the world, but she couldn't let them learn from it.
Seeing these people looking at the hand drill in her hand with amazement and extreme curiosity, she naturally wanted to hide it first.
A small flame danced, igniting the small pyre.
The people who came over after hearing the commotion looked at the flames, the old primitive people adding firewood to the fire, and the people who were amazed, and they were full of confusion.
I don’t understand how this is just a fire, how can it cause such a movement? Is it worthy of such amazement?
After the acquaintances of the tribe told the truth of the matter in words and gestures, these people became just like the others.
What kind of tribe is this? Even lighting a fire is so different and amazing!
“￥#DSF!”
Someone asked Huo Yi with words and gestures, wanting to learn this wonderful method of making fire.
Huo Yi was very elegant at this time. Although she couldn't understand what these people said, she also knew what they meant.
Of course she wouldn't tell these irrelevant people what she was proud of.
Facing these people's inquiries, Huo kept his expression as usual and just added fuel to the fire.
I was thinking to myself, luckily I was the one to light the fire today. If it was Huo Er, he would definitely be unable to control himself and let them see the drill with his hand. It would not be impossible to demonstrate it several times in person...
The fire started to rise. As soon as Huo took the time to pick up the hand drill pressed under his legs, he held it in his arms at a speed that an old man should not have, wrapped it in his animal skin, and took it back to the cave to find a secret place.
After the place was set, the fire started.
Several tall stones had been placed around the fire. The green tribe had taken away and brought back the large cooking vat. After being cleaned several times, it was placed firmly on the stones, and then someone began to move it.
Fill the pots one by one with water inside.
After half of the tank was filled with water, some people began to cut the two pairs of haggis that had been rinsed roughly with stone knives and threw them into the large tank. Then they covered the pot with a lid and ignored it, going about their own business.
Let the vat be boiled here.
The leader of the green tribe has been standing by, not wanting to miss any detail.
I couldn't help scratching my hair when I saw this. I did the same thing myself. How come the taste of the cooked food is so different?
It was Han Cheng's idea to make soup with haggis. Compared with mutton, haggis is much harder to store, so of course it has to be eaten first.
And as long as you know how to make it, the taste of mutton soup will not be worse than mutton soup.
Of course, that refers to future generations.
Now that he lacks all kinds of seasonings and tools, he has no ability to cook such delicious haggis soup.
But there is no problem if it is used to fool primitive people who have never eaten anything.
