Facts have proved that primitive people are full of foodies. Except for Han Cheng who tasted a little of such a big vat of mutton soup, no one in the Qingque tribe touched it. Twenty-nine of them were stunned.
Eat everything and leave nothing behind!
There were several guys here, holding their overstretched bellies, while sticking out their tongues and licking the bowl in their hands cleanly. After licking their own, it was no big deal, and then they asked for the bowl used by their companions and continued to lick it.
, don’t stop until it’s as clean as washing with water, and you’re not afraid of stretching yourself to death.
Han Cheng looked away, unable to bear to look any further. If he looked again, he was worried that he would not be able to restrain the urge to hit someone.
These bowls must be kept separately!
Anyone in the Qingque tribe who dares to eat like this or use these bowls will be beaten to death!
The leaders of the Sheep Tribe and the Green Tribe each held a small jar and were unwilling to let go.
This small jar contains pure white salt.
At first, they did not dare to touch them with their hands, fearing that they would melt like snow. After hesitating for a while, they tentatively touched them with their hands.
The leader of the green tribe took his hand out of the jar and looked at the snow-like thing inside the jar, looking a little excited, as if he had seen bowls of steaming delicious food.
Although the salt on the surface of the jar had been slightly discolored by his hands that had not been washed for an unknown period of time, in his eyes, the charm of these things was not diminished.
"Salt!"
He repeated the name he just learned from the tribe leader. Although he felt it was a bit difficult to pronounce, he didn't have many other ideas. After all, he had never been exposed to these before.
"Salt!"
The leader of the sheep tribe looked at the snow-white stuff in the jar in his hand and couldn't help but repeat it.
Hearing the awkward words from the leaders of the Green Tribe and the Sheep Tribe, Han Cheng couldn't help but laugh. Well, he was led astray by two more tribes.
In fact, the Mandarin they can speak is not only the salt they just learned, but also "pot, pottery, jar".
These are all new things I came into contact with from the Qingque Tribe.
The leaders of the Sheep Tribe and the Green Tribe felt a little uneasy, but they refused to put down the jars of salt in their hands.
They are worried because the salt in their hands is too precious. When making soup, they only need to put some on it, and the soup will become extra delicious.
Pottery is precious enough to them, but salt is packed in pottery, so one can imagine how precious it is.
Thinking about the many things they spent in exchange for pottery, they would naturally feel uneasy when facing this precious salt.
It is obviously impossible to just ask them to give up the salt.
The biggest reason why they exchanged the pottery was the delicious and nostalgic broth. After learning that salt is what makes the soup delicious, of course they refused to give up.
"Salt!"
After a period of silence, the leader of the sheep tribe pointed to a lamb being skinned, shook it with two fingers, patted the jar of salt in his hand, and said aloud.
It means exchanging two lambs for a jar of salt.
In his opinion, this jar of salt was definitely more valuable than the two lambs that were common in his tribe.
Worried that the senior brother would increase the price, after telling him what was being exchanged, he immediately took out three bowls and a clay pot from the pottery they had exchanged before, and pushed them in front of the senior brother.
This was what he had previously exchanged for two lambs.
Han Cheng, who had been watching the development of the matter not far away, couldn't help sniffing after seeing the actions of the leader of the Sheep Tribe.
Three bowls and one pottery pot are very precious to the Sheep Tribe, but to the Qingque Tribe, the difference between two lambs is too much! After all, the Qingque Tribe has already popularized pottery.
The leader of the green tribe looked at the three pottery bowls and a pottery pot that the leader of the sheep tribe took out, and then looked at the only pottery pot and two large pottery pots in his tribe. He was full of tangles for a while.
Just as he was about to ask someone to fetch the grass and furs that they had hidden some distance away from the Qingque tribe, the senior brother spoke.
After seeing that the sheep tribe was going to exchange two lambs for a jar of salt, he wanted to agree very much.
It's okay if the sheep tribe has no sheep for the time being. You can bring the salt back first and wait until the sheep comes next time to bring the lamb.
Just remembering what the Son of God had quietly said to him before, he still gave up this very tempting idea, although he had not yet understood the Son of God's intentions.
The senior brother squatted down, shook his head and pushed back the clay pots and bowls that the sheep tribe leader had pushed in front of him.
The leader of the sheep tribe was a little disappointed when he saw this. The two lambs really couldn't do it.
He hesitated for a moment and was about to bring three more bowls, but his hand was held by his senior brother.
In his doubtful eyes, the senior brother waved his hands repeatedly and said: "#%￥don't%..."
After understanding what Senior Brother meant, the leaders of the Sheep Tribe and the Green Tribe once again widened their eyes, looking very surprised and in disbelief.
“￥@%FFC……”
They looked at their senior brother, then at the salt shakers in their hands, and made inquiries to confirm something.
"￥D is..."
The senior brother nodded vigorously as he spoke. In order to convey his meaning more clearly, he also beat his chest hard.
Although when conveying this meaning, the image of six skinned lambs appeared in his mind, suddenly resurrected, and then ran away without a trace...
The leaders of the Sheep Tribe and the Green Tribe suddenly burst into smiles. The two of them hugged the eldest brother in turn and pressed their foreheads against the eldest brother's shoulder.
After learning that it was the Son of God who gave them precious salt for free, the two came to sincerely offer gifts to the young but extremely generous Son of God, and also paid homage to the shaman.
After the sheep were full and had a jar of salt mixed with each other, the leader of the Green Second Tribe, along with the people of their tribe and the pottery they had exchanged, left happily.
The large tank that the Green Tribe had just cleaned was burnt black again, but they obviously didn't care about this. They rejected the Green Bird Tribe's suggestion to clean the inside of the large tank with water, and the two of them carried it away quickly.
There was delicious broth in the vat, and they were reluctant to wash it off...
After reaching a place where the Qingque tribe could not see them, the two tribes separated and headed in the direction of their respective tribes.
Han Cheng climbed up the wooden ladder and climbed up the low wall until the two tribes were no longer in sight. Then he came down from the low wall with a smile of success on his face.
"Son of God..."
As soon as he came down, Wu and his senior brother came around and asked about their doubts.
They were very puzzled by the Son of God's insistence on giving free salt to these two tribes.
Before there were many people and time was tight, the Son of God did not make it clear. Now it is time to clear up the confusion.
