"No, it's not that it tastes bad, it's just that it tastes so good." Someone murmured.

"What?" The onlookers thought they had heard it wrong.

"It's so delicious." The woman thought for a moment, but lacked the words to describe the feeling of the fish soup. After a long pause, she finally said, "It's just so delicious. I've never tasted anything so delicious."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yu nodded in agreement.

In her previous life, before the apocalypse, she had tasted many things more delicious than this. But they were all made with extremely high-quality ingredients and tasted like money.

The fish in primitive society were not polluted at all. She only put two slices of ginger and a little salt in the fish soup, but there was no fishy smell. The soup tasted extremely fresh, sweet and mellow, and it was comparable to the high-end ingredients bought at a high price in the previous life and the delicacies made by famous chefs.

Of course, it is possible that she has not eaten any delicious food since the end of the world, and was tortured by the rough cooking methods after the end of the world, so she beautified the taste of the bowl of fish soup in front of her.

The person next to her who was still describing the delicious fish soup to the crowd saw that everyone had started eating the fish, so she quickly scooped up the remaining fish at the bottom of the bowl with a spoon and put it into her mouth.

Qiao Yu had warned people long ago when he saw them eating fish: "Be careful when eating fish. Eat it slowly, and suck out the bones. After sucking them out, spit them out. Don't swallow them carelessly, or you might get a fish bone stuck in your throat."

After tasting the delicious fish soup, everyone who was about to taste the fish was suddenly frightened. The legends about fish told by the elders were too terrible and could kill people.

Everyone was nervous and followed Qiao Yu's instructions, slowly and carefully picking up the fish in their mouths.

The fish weighed about ten pounds, and its meat was very tender. Qiao Yu had marinated it with salt, and then put it in boiling water and boiled it until it curled up, then turned off the heat. The fish meat did not need to be chewed at all, and it melted in the mouth with a light sip. The fish bones automatically fell out, and the deliciousness of the fish meat spread between the lips and teeth.

Everyone carefully spat out the thorns and made sure there were no thorns in their mouths. Only then did they savor the taste in their mouths.

“Oh my god, it’s delicious.”

“Why is it so delicious?”

The women who had been staring blankly after drinking the soup finally had time to praise the deliciousness of the fish to the onlookers.

"It's just... so tender that it melts without chewing."

"Yeah, yeah, I've never eaten anything like this."

"Hey, why are there so few? There are only two slices, and I haven't tasted enough."

"The soup is also incredibly delicious. I can't even describe the taste, but I think it's even better than what the gods eat."

After hearing the women's descriptions, the men watching were so envious that tears were about to flow from their mouths.

Which bastard said that fish tastes bad and can kill people?

A group of grown men all looked at Qiao Yu eagerly: "Yu, we want to drink too."

"Yes, yes. If eating fish can kill people, I want to die too."

Qiao Yu: “…”

She looked at the forty women and said, "Have you all learned the method I used to make fish soup?"

"I've learned it...right?" Everyone was not very sure.

"Try it," Qiao Yu said. "Get three large clay pots. Divide into three groups and work on it. I'll be there to give you guidance."

Everyone started moving immediately.

Soon, the aroma of the mellow fish soup filled the valley. Before anyone could even drink the soup, someone protested to Qiao Yu: "Yu, the fish soup is so delicious, why should we give it to the people of the Big Stone Tribe?"

"Yes, yes, why?"

Qiao Yu laughed and said, "I gave it to them because you guys don't want to eat fish."

"That's what the elders said. Who knew they were wrong!" everyone said angrily.

"Yu, is it too late for us to correct our mistakes now?"

Qiao Yu laughed. "It's not too late, it's not too late. It's easy to eat. You can cook it every day and eat it with dried meat and yams. It's warm and nutritious. Since you want to eat fish, you have to exchange dried meat and yams with the tribe, otherwise the captives will have nothing to eat."

Everyone agreed: "Of course, of course."

Qiao Yu had caught these fish all by himself, so they couldn't eat them for free.

Qiao Yu stood up, suppressed his smile, and said to everyone seriously, "Everyone, listen carefully."

Everyone immediately stopped laughing and looked at Qiao Yu.

"This fish does have bones, and swallowing them accidentally can be fatal. So we have to be careful when eating it. It's dangerous for children to eat this. If you want to feed it to children, you must first pick out all the bones and make sure there are no bones in the fish meat before feeding it to them. This is very important to remember. If you are really unsure, or if the child is too young, just give them fish soup, which is just as nutritious."

When the mother heard this, she broke out in a cold sweat.

They had just heard that this fish was nutritious - they understood the word nutritious, as Qiao Yu had said - and after tasting it themselves and finding it so delicious, they felt that what the old people said was wrong, so they wanted to give it to their children too, but they completely forgot that this fish has bones.

They quickly said, "Thank goodness Yu reminded us, so we remembered it."

While teaching how to cook fish soup, Qiao Yu also cooked a pot of meat soup on the side. In addition to dried meat and ginger, he also added chestnuts and sweet potatoes.

This soup also received unanimous praise from the women.

"I didn't expect to be able to add chestnuts and yams to the broth. They added a touch of sweetness to the broth, and the meat's fishy smell was less pronounced, making it even more delicious. The chestnuts and yams also taste different from roasted ones; they're powdery and delicious. Some of them even melted into the broth."

"Yes, yes. And this soup is nutritious and filling. It's perfect for children." said the young mother of a one-year-old cub.

In the winter, the tribe ate only hard, dried meat. Children, who hadn't grown teeth yet, had to be chewed and fed by their mothers. Qiao Yu's two broths solved this problem.

"Men should also learn to cook fish soup and meat soup. When you leave the tribe, you will be on the road for several days. Drinking a bowl of hot soup in the morning and evening will prevent you from catching a cold and getting sick." Qiao Yu said to everyone.

When the men heard that they had to learn how to cook soup, they not only had no objection, but were looking forward to it.

Learning to make soup means having soup to drink. Only a fool wouldn't want to learn how to make something so delicious that you can drink it with just a little effort.

After saying that, Qiao Yu ignored them and filled two small jars with soup before returning to the cave.

Back in the cave, she, Shan, and Xiaoquan drank soup while asking Shan, "How do you convince the prisoners? Have you figured out a plan?"

"Yeah." Shan repeated the method discussed by the four elders.

Qiao Yu frowned when he heard this.

The method these people talked about was nothing more than going to the cave to preach to them, persuading and educating them, and then taking the young leaders of the former Stone Tribe out for individual education.

This was certainly the right thing to do. But being too gentlemanly could easily lead to deception. The people of the Stone Tribe might appear to agree, but who knew what they were thinking behind the scenes?