Chapter 427 Eat delicious food to deform the witch
The witch from the Soaring Snake Tribe held the bowl in his hand and looked at it carefully, looking like he couldn't put it down.
He had been looking at this bowl and the clay pot for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised and unbelievable he became.
His tribe is powerful enough compared to the surrounding tribes.
From before to now, they have defeated many tribes and looted many artifacts back.
However, it has never been comparable to these instruments.
Even the two stone basins he was most proud of could not hold as much water as this strange jar that looked much smaller than the stone basins in the tribe.
Moreover, the stone basins in the tribe are very heavy and difficult to move, and are far less lightweight than this jar.
In terms of appearance, they can't even be compared.
He would never have dared to think about such a beautiful instrument before seeing it.
How did they polish the stone like this?
After recovering from the surprise and shock of the pottery, the shamans of the Soaring Snake Tribe began to think about this matter with uncertainty.
After all, in his opinion, this thing shouldn't appear at all.
"%#￥?"
After thinking about this for a while, he held a pottery bowl in his hand, came to Cao Gen, whose hands were tied and his nose was beaten to the side, and asked aloud.
Grassroots really wants to say nothing, but I don’t know why, when facing someone who doesn’t look very strong, I will feel fear for no reason. This kind of fear is worse than when facing that strong, leader-looking person.
, must be strong.
"Ula Ula..."
The nosebleeds had solidified into the grass roots, and with fear, I began to talk.
However, it was of no use because the two parties did not understand each other's language at all.
For some simple things, you can use gestures and guesswork to get a rough idea.
However, the origin of pottery in the tribe is indeed relatively complicated for grass roots.
In addition, the grassroots are dominated by fear, so the expression is even more confusing.
"%@#......"
Even though the shamans from the Soaring Snake Tribe are smarter, they still don’t understand what the grassroots saying and gesticulating ‘Ula Ula’ means.
After listening to this for a while, he seemed a little irritated and waved his hands to interrupt Cao Gen's words, and then went to study the "stone" container that excited and surprised him.
"*%?"
When the shaman of the Soaring Snake Tribe opened a smaller clay pot, some surprises appeared.
Inside this clay pot, there are some white things.
The first reaction of the shamans of the Soaring Snake Tribe is snow.
But the idea here was immediately rejected, because the fruits are not yet ripe on a large scale, the weather is not cold yet, and there will be no snow at all.
When he tentatively put his hand in and touched these white, snow-like things, his suspicion was confirmed that these things were not snow.
These "stone" utensils seemed to him to be extremely exquisite, and since something that had never been seen before was contained in these exquisite utensils, it was obvious that it must be very extraordinary.
He was thinking this in his mind, and wanted to speak out and ask the people of this tribe for clarification. He remembered the conversation about exquisite utensils just now, and gave up the idea.
He stood here thinking for a while, then stood up and came to Cao Gen again, and put the white, sand-like things picked up on his fingers into Cao Gen's mouth.
Cao Gen probably understood what this person meant, so he opened his mouth and ate the salt without hesitation.
You know, this white thing called "salt" is not cheap at all. In exchange for this salt, their tribe paid a lot of things.
On weekdays, even the leader is reluctant to eat it. His status in the tribe is not too high, so he has fewer opportunities to eat salt.
At this time, naturally I will not refuse.
Even though it was very salty in his mouth, he was reluctant to spit it out. After holding it in his mouth for a while, he swallowed it all, and then licked the corners of his mouth with some unsatisfied taste, as if he still wanted to eat some more.
Seeing the reaction of the grassroots, the shaman of the Soaring Snake Tribe smiled. On the one hand, it was because of his wit, and on the other hand, in addition to this exquisite food, his tribe got a new one that looked very unusual.
something.
He left the grassroots holding the jar which was not too big, and then put some white, finely grained sand-like things into his mouth with anticipation.
In order to show his status, he did more than what he just put into Cao Gen's mouth.
Most of the people in the Soaring Snake Tribe were watching his actions, and some even had the urge to drool. After all, most of them had just seen the greedy eating appearance of Cao Gen.
Even if they don't understand the language, they still understand that something they have never seen before and is in very small quantity is delicious.
The next moment, the witches from the Soaring Snake Tribe suddenly opened their eyes, confirming their suspicion.
This white thing is indeed delicious. Otherwise, a witch who has eaten a lot of delicious food and has experienced a lot will definitely not be as exaggerated as he is now.
Thinking like this, some people couldn't help but started to sip their saliva. They really wanted to try something that made Wudu marvel. What kind of delicious method is it...
People who had such thoughts in their hearts were immediately in a daze, because after Wu's eyes widened at first, his face began to twitch and his face became distorted.
Delicious to the point of deformation?
Everyone in Teng She was amazed, what kind of thing is this!
"Pfft~Bah, bah, bah..."
The shaman from the Soaring Snake Tribe couldn't hold on any longer, and finally squirted out, spitting out the water again and again, and drank some water from another clay pot to rinse his mouth, and finally got rid of the fatal feeling.
"%#￥!"
The three leaders of the Soaring Snake Tribe seemed a little angry and went over to punch and kick the grass roots with their noses crooked to one side.
"&*...%!"
The shaman from the Soaring Snake Tribe spit out the water in his mouth and stopped him with a voice...
The sun is slanting further to the west, and it won't be long before it completely falls to the other side of the mountain.
The orange-red light falls down, illuminating all things and making them glow, which is really beautiful.
In the woods shrouded in golden sunlight, a group of people were walking around, holding weapons in their hands and hunting prey or picked fruits on their shoulders or in their hands.
The leader is the leader of the grassroots tribe.
At this time, he was carrying a large prey on his shoulders. This was the biggest harvest of their tribe today. Even the weakest people could get some meat tonight.
Thinking of this incident and how happy everyone was after getting the news, he couldn't help but feel happy.
Thinking like this, my thoughts involuntarily drifted to that large group of deer.
If you can capture this herd of deer, then...
There was longing on his face.
The grassroots people went there to guard there again, and I don’t know if they found any trace of the deer...
"@#￥!"
A sudden cry from someone behind him suddenly interrupted his beautiful thoughts...
