As the people from the Linfeng Tribe returned, bursts of cheers rang out in the cave of the Linfeng Tribe, and joy filled the entire tribe.
When some people who returned from the Qingque Tribe had the courage to say that they wanted to join the Qingque Tribe, and invited the rest of the tribe to join the kind-hearted Qingque Tribe, the old primitive man who had been listening carefully
He bent down and touched a shoe, ready to take off the shoe and lend it to the people from the Linfeng tribe if something went wrong.
However, what happened next made the old primitive people of the Wind Tribe quite regretful.
After learning the news from the people who had returned from the Qingque Tribe, the leader of the Linfeng Tribe reacted as strongly as the leader of the Wind Tribe, but the difference was that one rolled his eyes angrily, while the other
Extremely surprised, I grabbed the speaker's hand tightly and confirmed it over and over again, fearing that the news was false.
After confirming that these were true, the people of the Linfeng tribe, headed by the leader of the Linfeng tribe, couldn't help but burst into cheers.
The leader of the Linfeng Tribe has no doubt at all about what these people who returned from the Qingque Tribe said about how kind and wealthy the Qingque Tribe was.
Let’s not talk about the clothes of these tribesmen who returned from the Qingque tribe. The food and salt they brought back were enough to convince them.
Especially after hearing that in the Qingque tribe, there are things that can make people sweat when sleeping on them in such weather, and then stay in the cave, the people of the Linfeng tribe are very interested in joining the Qingque tribe.
, and became even more impatient.
Because they all had enough to eat and the entrance to the cave was not blocked tightly, they all huddled together around the fire to sleep at night, and they were still shivering from the cold.
People from the Linfeng tribe don't dare to ask for three delicious meals a day. All they need is something that the people in their own tribe say is extremely warm for sleeping.
Seeing that this matter was completed so smoothly, the old primitive man, who was always prepared, could only put on his half-taken-off shoes with great regret.
After confirming that as long as they followed the trade team of the Qingque tribe, they would not be harmed when walking in the ice and snow, and no one would freeze to death, the people of the Linfeng tribe couldn't wait to pack up.
There was no sadness at all, but instead, it was full of joy. This cave was too big and wind was always pouring into it. They didn't want to stay in it for a moment longer.
It was said to be tidying up, but in fact there was nothing to tidy up. The most important thing to do was to move the food, salt and other things earned by those who had returned from the Qingque tribe back to the sledge outside.
As for the Linfeng tribe's own property, it is really pitiful how little it has.
Because as early as when they came here from the main Qingque tribe, the old primitive people told Han Cheng that they wanted to bring all the people from their tribe to live with the Qingque tribe this winter, so
The trade team came very well prepared this time.
In addition to bringing enough food, I also brought a lot of tanned furs.
Early the next morning, the bundles of furs were moved into the Linfeng tribe's cave, and the Linfeng tribe's people were asked to peel off the layers of animal skins wrapped around them and replace them.
Get these animal skins.
There is a big difference between untanned hides and tanned hides.
Untanned animal hides are not only hard, but also not close-fitting when wrapped around the body, and their warmth-keeping effect is limited.
The tanned leather is completely different. It can bring out all the advantages of leather in resisting severe cold.
At the beginning, the people of the Linfeng tribe did not understand the behavior of the people in the trade team.
I don’t understand why they were asked to take off the leather they were wrapped in and then put on the rest of the leather. It was all leather. Is there any difference?
But when they were wrapped in the skins brought by the trade team, the doubts in their hearts immediately disappeared without a trace.
It turns out that they are both leather, but the difference is really so big.
Compared with the skins of the Qingque tribe, the skins they originally wrapped could only be thrown away.
Wrapped in soft leather, these people from the Linfeng tribe felt warm all over their bodies. They originally had a lot of worries about traveling in the snow, but after being wrapped in such leather, all their worries were gone.
Disappeared.
Some people even think that they don't need other things. Just having these leathers gives them the courage to move forward in such ice and snow.
There was a reason why they were not given clothes, but only allowed to move forward wrapped in skins. The main reason was that after getting a set of clothes for the old primitive people, the Qingque tribe could not produce so many clothes at once.
Clothes can only be made of tanned leather.
After a lot of busy work and everyone having a full meal of hot soup, the much larger team returned along the traces they had left behind.
Those people from the Linfeng Tribe who had stayed in the cave before and had never gone to the Qingque Tribe all opened their eyes wide at this time, finding everything they saw extremely novel.
They were especially amazed by the thing called a sledge pulled by a deer or an animal they had never seen before.
Before riding the sledge, they never thought that they could still choose to travel in this way.
This kind-hearted Qingque tribe is so smart and amazing!
After hearing about so many magical things, which were all created under the leadership of the wise Son of God, the image of Han Cheng as tall, majestic, smart and wise has been established in the hearts of people from the Linfeng Tribe who have never been to the Qingque Tribe.
Get up...
The team moved forward and arrived at the residence of the Wind Tribe.
The people from the Wind Tribe were treated the same as the people from the Linfeng Tribe. They took off the skins of the previous packages and replaced them with leathers made by the Qingque Tribe. Then they moved the not too many belongings in the cave into the cave.
The sledges of the Qingque tribe followed the team through the ice and snow.
Those who were young, were in poor health, and were holding small children were arranged to sit on the sledges, so they did not have to step on the snow with one foot deep and one shallow.
This kind of treatment made the weak people from the Wind Tribe dissipate all the worries that the Qingque Tribe would treat the weak too harshly.
Next, after seeing the snow house and drinking the wine that made their bodies warm in their mouths, the people of the Wind Tribe, who were migrating like this for the first time, were completely relieved and looked forward to the Qing Dynasty that was about to arrive.
The Que Tribe is also looking forward to the new life that is about to begin.
The leader of the Wind Tribe was also wrapped in tanned leather and followed the people in the team, walking all the way through the snow.
The swelling on his face has not been completely eliminated, and he still has some strong resistance to going to the Qingque Tribe. However, when his eyes fell on the shoes worn by the old primitive man, he did not dare to express any more resistance.
When he came out, he could only follow the others and go forward obediently, heading towards the Qingque Tribe, which in his opinion was not kind at all...
The Qingque tribe under the heavy snowfall is a little more peaceful and comfortable, and a little less busy than before.
Even though the people in the tribe were yelling and screaming after being fooled by Han Cheng through the previous sports games, due to the climate, what everyone could do was limited, so it still seemed relatively leisurely.
In leisure time, there are two things that are most comfortable to do.
One is to sleep quietly without paying attention to anything, and sleep until you wake up naturally.
The second is to calmly play with some delicious food after waking up and eat it slowly.
The best food to go with winter is hot pot. It's snowy outside and the wind is biting, but inside the room is as warm as spring.
The orange flame was beating under the stove, the soup in the clay pot was bubbling, and white tofu, yellow bean sprouts, and green cabbage were gently tumbling inside.
Waves of white gas continued to rise as the soup tumbled upwards, filling the room. There were people sitting around the table holding chopsticks and sweating on their foreheads while eating.
"It will be more comfortable if you eat some Fuling mustard. It is not only refreshing but also relieves the tiredness."
After Han Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, he sucked his lips that were numb from the peppercorns and said with some regret.
"Son of God, then you can get some and eat them..."
The witch on the side put a piece of tofu that had been cooked for a long time into his mouth, sucked in his breath, and took a while to eat it. Then he looked at Han Cheng and said with hope.
From the tone and demeanor of the Son of God, Wu could see the yearning for the Son of God.
Usually the things that can make Shenzi yearn for this kind of thing are very rare delicacies. Wu really wanted Shenzi to get the Fuling mustard that he heard about for the first time, so that he could follow Shenzi to taste it.
What a wonderful taste of very unusual food.
The first senior brother, second senior brother and several other senior officials of the Qingque tribe who gathered around the table to eat together also raised their heads and looked at their divine son with hope.
However, this time they were destined to be disappointed.
Han Cheng put a chopstick into his mouth of cooked mutton slices. While chewing, he sighed with regret: "I can't afford it. This Fuling pickled mustard is just like tea eggs. They are extremely precious and extremely precious."
Our tribe simply cannot afford luxury goods."
"Hiss~!"
"Hiss~!"
After Han Cheng finished his words, a series of sharp gasping sounds sounded in the room.
Wu, the eldest brother and others all looked at their son of God with shocked expressions. They forgot to chew the food in their mouths. The chopsticks in the hands of the second senior brother were so shocked that they dropped to the ground.
This can't be blamed on them because they haven't seen the world make a fuss, but this news is really too surprising.
They have all heard about tea eggs. According to Shenzi, they are a god-level delicacy and an extremely luxurious thing.
Two pigs and one sheep in the tribe cannot be exchanged for a small tea egg!
Now, the Fuling pickled mustard that Shenzi mentioned is actually on the same level as tea eggs and can be classified as a luxury item. Why doesn't this surprise them?
After this surprise lasted for a while, Wu closed his long mouth, then lowered his head and ate quietly, putting mutton rolls, tofu, and fried tofu strips into his mouth one after another.
He decided to stuff his mouth with food to stop himself from talking.
As for Fuling mustard, just pretend that he didn't say anything just now.
What Shenzi said was absolutely correct. They really couldn't afford Fuling mustard, which was as luxurious as tea eggs.
Not only did Wu calm down, but the other senior brothers who gradually recovered from the shock also imitated Wu's behavior, eating silently with their heads down and not talking.
They were all shocked by what the Son of God said about the luxury of Fuling mustard.
Even the second senior brother, who liked to eat the most among the people, immediately gave up the idea of eating Fuling pickled mustard when he heard Han Cheng said that it was actually related to tea eggs.
They really can't afford such luxurious things. Not only can they not afford it, they can't even think about it now.
The originally lively room suddenly became quiet after Han Cheng offered Fuling pickled mustard, a luxurious item, and everyone was so overwhelmed that they could not lift their heads and could only keep putting it in their mouths.
Send mutton rolls to calm the panic.
After Han Cheng chewed the mutton rolls and swallowed them, he thought about the Fuling mustard that cost one yuan a pack, and he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.
He really can't afford this now, because he doesn't even have a dollar...
After today's dinner with senior officials of the Qingque tribe, the name of Fuling mustard began to spread among the Qingque tribe.
After hearing that this kind of food was as precious as tea eggs, the Qingque tribesmen who heard about this kind of food for the first time were so horrified that they even gasped.
After a period of development, Fuling pickled mustard became a word used by the Qingque tribe to describe a certain item that is too precious to be used. It represents the highest level of luxury, even exceeding
Got tea eggs!
"Son of God! Son of God!"
Han Cheng was lying on the edge of the kang, holding a small rattle in his hand, swinging it back and forth, teasing his fat girl. Suddenly, a series of rapid shouts sounded outside, accompanied by
There was also the sound of hurried footsteps, coming closer and closer.
Han Cheng's heart skipped a beat at such a movement, and the first thought in his mind was what happened in the tribe again!
Immediately, he handed the rattle to Xiao Wandou's hand and walked to the door in two steps.
At this time, people who were running a little out of breath had already arrived.
This person is Qingcao. She and several others have now become almost full-time cooks of the Qingque tribe. They are basically responsible for the normal diet of the tribe.
What does it mean that the green grass is running in such a hurry now? Is there a fire in the kitchen?
With this thought, Han Chengcheng quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the dining hall.
It was as quiet as ever there, and there was no smoke billowing as expected.
This made Han Cheng feel relieved a lot. As long as the kitchen didn't catch on fire, everything else would be easy to talk about.
"What's wrong?"
Han Cheng looked at Qingcao who was running and panting and asked.
"I...I, beans...tofu, eat..."
Qingcao was speechless at the moment and didn't know how to express herself.
After talking anxiously for a while without saying anything, she stopped talking and motioned to Han Cheng to go to the kitchen with her, looking extremely anxious.
Seeing this, Han Cheng didn't hesitate and hurried towards the kitchen with Qing Cao. He was very curious and wanted to see what big news Qing Cao and the others had made and what all the fuss was about.
"God...Son of God, here!"
Qingcao, who was running out of breath, pointed to something beside the kitchen and said to Han Cheng.
Han Cheng looked in the direction of Qingcao's finger. When he saw the face of the thing clearly, his eyes immediately straightened.
After standing here in a daze for a while, Han Cheng walked to the object pointed by Qingcao in three steps and then squatted down to look at it carefully. After looking at it for a while, he even picked up the thing hanging randomly on the branch.
I tore off a small piece of the dumpling and put it in my mouth, tasting it slowly.
This startled Qingcao who was watching from the side.
This kind of thing has never been seen in the tribe. The Son of God just put it in his mouth and tasted it. What should I do if it was poisonous?
In the midst of anxiety, Qingcao suddenly remembered that in the autumn, Bigfoot ate poisonous tung oil fruit and was treated by Gu and the others with a dung scoop, and she suddenly felt a lot more at ease.
I made up my mind at that moment. Once I found signs of poisoning in the Son of God, I would immediately call someone over and serve him with a excrement ladle.
So Qingcao stared at Han Cheng with his eyes wide open, not daring to blink for fear of missing something.
"Hahaha! Okay! Qingcao, you did a good job!"
Under Qingcao's close gaze, after eating something that he had never seen before, Han Da Shenzi, who had been squatting there motionless, as if someone had cast a body-fixing spell, suddenly rose from the ground.
He stood up, laughed loudly, and kept praising Qingcao for his abilities.
In the joy and excitement, he punched Qing Cao on the chest, beating Qing Cao's huge chest muscles.
Qingcao, who was about to call someone to prepare a excrement scoop, was stunned by Han Da Shenzi's overly excited look at this moment.
Is the Son of God really okay? Why not call someone over and try it with a dung ladle? After all, the Son of God’s behavior at this time seems to be too abnormal.
Han Cheng also realized that his behavior was inappropriate. He smiled and waved his hand to cover up his embarrassment, and continued to say happily: "Qingcao, this is a very good, very good new food.
Ah, how did you find out?!"
No wonder Han Cheng was so excited. This dumpling was hung randomly on a branch used as firewood. It was really a very good ingredient.
This thing is tofu skin.
Tofu skin is indeed a very good ingredient. Whether it is marinated with the meat when braised, used to cook soup, or added to it when eating hot pot, it tastes very good.
tasty.
Han Cheng knew that there was such a thing as tofu skin, and he also knew that tofu skin was made from soy milk, but unfortunately, he only knew how to make tofu. He tried many times and failed to get the tofu skin out.
He had given up on it with great regret, but he didn't expect that after Qingcao hurriedly called him over today, he saw the tofu skin that he had no clue about.
Although compared with the neat tofu skins seen in later generations, these tofu skins randomly wrapped around the branches look too miserable, but it is undeniable that they are tofu skins!
Qingcao didn't expect that something she accidentally created would be so valued by the Son of God. After Han Cheng's inquiry, she immediately started excitedly telling how she discovered the tofu skin.
Through Qingcao's narration, Han Cheng gradually understood the whole story.
Things are simple to say.
Today, some people in the tribe were grinding tofu. Qingcao and another person were responsible for boiling the filtered soy milk outside, scooping it into a large vat, ordering the tofu, and scooping the ordered tofu brains into the Sisi
Fangfang, inside the box used to press tofu.
It happened that after a pot of soy milk was boiled and poured into the vat, the person in charge of ordering the tofu felt so anxious that he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he covered his stomach and hurried to the toilet.
It wasn't time to cook yet, and there were only two of them in the kitchen. Once that person left, Qingcao was left alone and couldn't be busy at all.
I was adding firewood to the fire pit and preparing the brine. I was hurriedly preparing it. When I was about to pour the brine into it and order the tofu, I discovered that the soy milk scooped in the large vat actually had a thin film on the surface.
This kind of thin film was also noticed when I ordered tofu before and left the boiled soy milk for a while.
In the past, I just poured the brine in and stirred it without paying attention, but this time it didn't work.
Because this time a lot of black dust fell on this film.
This was caused by burning a grass stem with large leaves when lighting a fire.
After the leaves of this kind of grass are burned, they will turn into light and flakes of grass ashes, which can easily float inside the house along with the updrafts caused by the fire.
In the past, when making tofu and green grass, she would be careful not to burn large-leaf grass or other firewood, but this time because another person left, she was a little too busy by herself, so she forgot about it in a hurry.
There was so much grass ash falling on the soy milk, of course, there was no way to continue ordering tofu without paying attention, so the grass was peeled off along with the upper layer of film and thrown aside.
After finishing everything, she suddenly discovered that the things she had thrown away had become hard, and together they looked a bit like the paper used by the tribe.
This magical change was naturally beyond Qingcao's imagination, so after standing here and watching for a while, she hurriedly ran to find Han Cheng, the Son of God...
After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, Han Cheng was both happy and helpless.
Fortunately, there was a new food in the tribe. Unfortunately, he found that when he tried to make tofu skin, he was completely misled...
