Jiang Xue came into the room and said to him, "Please sit down first. I'll go get you a glass of water."
Since Jiang Xue decided to build the stove, the Snake Tribe now has a kitchen. The beams in the kitchen are now filled with all kinds of smoked meats that they can't finish eating.
There were four or five backpacks lined up next to the stove, filled with various wild vegetables and some sweet potato leaves and potato sprouts, sorted into different categories.
Jiang Xue poured a bowl of hot water from the pottery pot that had been warming on the stove and handed it to Sang Yang: "Young Clan Leader, have some tea."
Sang Yang took the bowl and looked at the steaming water in surprise: "Why is this water so hot?" He took a closer look and found that the water was actually brown, with a few leaves floating on it. He exclaimed again, "How can this water have color?"
Jiang Xue laughed and said, "Young Clan Leader, this is the tea I picked from the mountains. I lightly roasted it, dried it, and then used it to make tea. Try it."
When Sang Yang heard that she had picked it specially from the mountain, she was immediately delighted. She didn't care about the heat and took a big gulp.
As soon as the scalding hot tea entered his mouth, he cried out in pain, but he was reluctant to spit it out and held it in his mouth.
Jiang Xue was startled: "Young Patriarch, this is freshly boiled tea, spit it out!"
How could an ordinary person possibly tolerate such boiling hot tea? If he drank the boiling water like that, his mouth would definitely be full of blisters.
Sang Yang couldn't stand it anymore, so he spat out the tea in his mouth.
"Open your mouth and let me see."
Sang Yang obediently opened his mouth and watched Jiang Xue, who looked nervous, carefully checking the blisters in his mouth.
He smelled the subtle fragrance emanating from her body, his face intoxicated.
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