The leader of the green tribe smiled shamelessly. He looked at the people of the Qingque tribe standing on the wall in front of him, and then at the many furs and useless grass spikes placed in front of him, and his face became bright.
Occasionally, I glanced at a tribesman standing next to me, showing approval.
The people of this tribe must be very surprised as to why they came back so quickly and brought so many things, right?
The leader of the Green Tribe guessed correctly, and Han Cheng and others were indeed very surprised.
Based on the distance between the Qingque Tribe and the Green Tribe, it would be enough for the Green Tribe people to travel back and forth by car in such a short amount of time.
What's more, they brought heavy pottery jars with them when they returned.
However, if they did not go back, then where did the pottery jars they took away go? Where did the fur and millet come from?
The eldest brother looked at the green tribe leader who was smiling and talking loudly to him, with a look of surprise on his face.
Could it be that the world he came to was not a simple primitive era, but a world without fighting spirit but with magic and celestial arts?
Do these people from the Green Tribe next door have magical powers?
Han Cheng's mind was filled with racing thoughts and he couldn't help but smile.
I almost fooled myself into believing it.
Han Cheng looked at the proud leader of the Green Tribe standing outside and secretly thought that this guy was indeed cunning.
There is only one possibility for this situation to occur, and that is that when they came here before, the Green Tribe people brought these things with them. In order to get as much benefit from themselves as possible, after getting close to their own tribe, they brought the furs and grains with them.
Sui hid himself and came only with the pottery.
The soup cooked in a large pottery pot tastes the same as the soup cooked in a small pottery pot. I can't solve the problem myself. They will take out the things they brought in exchange for things like they do now.
Or they may think that they are intentionally showing off, and then take out these hidden things and use them to bribe themselves...
Sure enough, interest is a good thing. Driven by it, primitive people have become less primitive...
The leader of the Green Tribe was a man who couldn't hold his anger. After exchanging the skins and ears of grain for two clay pots and ten clay bowls, he proudly told his elder brother the whole story and met with Han.
Cheng Guess is close to ten.
The leader of the Green Tribe, who consciously took the situation back, led his men and went happily with the newly exchanged pottery.
Of course he was very happy, because in his original expectation, these furs and unpalatable grass ears were used in exchange for ways to make the soup taste better.
Now he not only got the salt that would make the soup delicious, but also exchanged it for so many precious pottery. These pottery were picked out of thin air, so he was naturally overjoyed.
I just don’t know if this guy will still be as happy as he is now after learning about the intentions of the God Son of the Qingque Tribe who seems to him to be bold and somewhat silly.
The people from the Green Tribe walked for a while and stopped a short distance away from the Qingque Tribe.
After peeling back the uprooted grass, a large vat and two clay pots appeared in front of me.
The leader of the green tribe patted the pottery and smiled happily. He and others carried the vat and rushed to his tribe with great vigor, looking like a general returning from victory.
Of course Han Cheng wouldn't care about these little thoughts of the leader of the Green Tribe.
The leader of the Green Tribe wants to take advantage of the Qingque Tribe, but he is planning to annex the entire Green Tribe.
Depending on the height you stand at, your thoughts will naturally be different.
After a day of relaxation, the life of the Qingque tribe is back on track. They plow the ground when they need to, mow the grass when they need to, stroke the rabbits when they need to, and peek at the chicken's buttocks again... days
It's plain, but very flavorful.
The leader of the Green Tribe was making soup again. This time in the Qingque Tribe, he carefully read the steps of making soup and memorized them all, feeling confident.
Especially when I saw the jar of salt as white as snowflakes, I felt even more at ease.
Before he started cooking the soup, he beat his chest with his hands and assured everyone in the tribe that he would be able to cook a delicious soup this time.
The flame under the large vat was burning, and the water in the vat had already begun to boil.
He followed Han Cheng's example, found a thin stick, and poked the meat in the vat. When he thought it was done, he asked someone to remove the fire.
Then he picked up a bowl and scooped some soup from the big vat, letting everyone who didn't go to the Qingque tribe this time taste it one by one.
Of course these people obeyed, but the soup tasted the same as the ones they drank before, not as delicious as the leader said...
Seeing everyone looking at him in confusion after tasting the soup, the leader of the Green Tribe was very pleased. He cleared his throat and then solemnly picked up the jar of salt.
Like Han Cheng, he tilted the jar down to let these people see the pure white salt, then turned around mysteriously and poured the salt in the jar into the soup pot.
The leader of the Green Tribe had a profound memory of the last time he failed to make soup in front of everyone, so this time he tried his best to shock the people in the tribe with delicious soup.
While pouring the salt, he suddenly had an idea.
If you add just a little bit of this snowflake-like white salt, the soup will become very delicious. Wouldn't you add more of it to make it taste even better?
This sudden thought made the Green Tribe leader's eyes light up, and he couldn't help but secretly applaud his own wit.
He tilted the jar further, and half of the salt in the jar suddenly fell into the tumbling soup and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that there was so much salt missing from the jar all of a sudden, the leader of the Green Tribe felt a little distressed. He thought that the salt was white, and the broth would be even more delicious, far more delicious than that of the Qingque Tribe.
I felt much more comfortable.
He put down the salt shaker, picked up the wooden stick and began to vigorously stir the broth that looked so mouth-watering.
The rest of the Green Tribe looked at it eagerly, their throats rolling, looking forward to eating the delicious broth cooked by the leader.
In order to carry out the imitation to the end, the leader of the green tribe suppressed his greed, took the previous bowl, and scooped out half a bowl of soup that had been added with salt to become extremely delicious, and let the previous people taste it one by one.
He had a profound and confident smile on his face, expecting the people in the tribe to look shocked after drinking the unparalleled delicacy he cooked.
"Pfft~!"
The first person to drink the soup with great expectation, his face was distorted for a while, but he couldn't help but spit it out, sticking out his tongue and grinning.
The smile on the face of the leader of the Green Tribe, who was looking at her with a smile and waiting for his shock to show, suddenly disappeared.
He grabbed the bowl and handed it to the next person to taste.
I glared at this female primitive for several times, feeling dissatisfied. Even if the broth I cooked is extremely delicious, you can't be so impatient, right? How many times have you drank the broth before it scalded your mouth again?
"Pfft~!"
Under his gaze, the second person who carefully took a small sip, his face distorted for a while, finally couldn't help but squirted out.
The leader of the green tribe raised his eyebrows. Is this how you waste the delicious food you cooked?
He angrily took the bowl of soup from the second person's hand and would not give it to the third person. He wanted to personally demonstrate to the impatient people in the tribe who had never tasted delicious food how to make this beautiful broth.
for drink!
“#￥@D!”
He raised his voice to let everyone watch his demonstration. After everyone looked over, he brought the bowl to his mouth at a slow speed, gently blew a burst of hot air with his mouth, and then inhaled hard, half of it.
The delicious broth has entered your mouth.
The green tribe leader's eyes widened instantly. At this moment, he finally understood why the first two people had such expressions. It was not because they were burned, but...
"Pfft~!"
"Gudong, Gudong..."
The green tribe leader put down the empty bowl in his hand and burped before he could take a breath.
His stomach was already full of water, but he still couldn't help but want to drink.
Not only him, but also the rest of the Green Tribe.
He squatted down and scratched his hair to look at the remaining half of the jar of salt. He was full of doubts. It would be very delicious if he put some of it in. It would be even more delicious if he put more of it. Why...
