Huang Shihui was very disappointed.
Obviously, she would get rewarded if she sang for other women.
Yu Xifeng silently grasped the Tang sword.
Zhang Qiu quickly took out a mint candy from his pocket and sent Huang Shihui away.
Huang Shihui ran to the next person and sang a hymn to the goddess.
Yu Xifeng closed the door,
The song lingered on the corridor for a long time.
Yu Xifeng pondered for a long time, then said to Zhang Qiu: "Why don't we just go."
When I thought about Sister Yun and Fatty hearing such nonsense,
I already want to leave the earth.
Zhang Qiu smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Sister Yun won't ruin your show."
Yu Xifeng gritted his teeth and said angrily: "They are laughing at me."
Zhang Qiu said in a dishonest tone, "Probably not."
Yu Xifeng glared at him: "You must have been holding it in for a long time, laugh if you want to."
Zhang Qiu fell on the bed with laughter.
"Hahaha, whoever wrote this, what a talent. I don't admire anyone but her. Hahaha——"
Yu Xifeng stood up and wanted to silence Huang Shihui outside.
But I also feel that I can't argue with such a stupid person.
She reached out to ruffle Zhang Qiu's hair: "I make you laugh, I make you laugh, I make you laugh."
"Lady Goddess, please spare me, hahahahaha."
"Don't laugh!"
The acid rain stopped and then started again, then started again and then stopped.
Off and on.
Everything that could be seen in the field of vision turned gray and yellow.
Withered and dead.
There are fewer and fewer mutants that can come to the corridor to take shelter from the rain.
People in the tribe couldn't leave either.
Gradually, one by one, they became idle.
Lu Xiaocao only left two people in the corridor to watch.
After processing the last batch of mutant meat, there was nothing left to do in the tribe.
If people don't work, they will get less food.
Just have another bite of food and don't starve to death.
This is also a long-standing tradition in the tribe.
So jobs in the tribe are in great demand.
Because if you can work for one day, you will have food for one day.
No matter what era, work, a good job, is what most people flock to.
Like Sister Yun and Fatty,
One of them boiled water while the other cooked.
Even if there were no mutants, with this life, the two of them could have enough to eat.
The meals here at Yuxifeng also have set rules.
Compared with the priests in the past, he is even one level higher than Lu Xiaocao.
The meat of those mutants is fresh and edible, which is okay.
The fat man's cooking was done well.
But a good cook cannot cook without rice.
Without seasoning, it is impossible to create a rich taste.
After Zhang Qiu brought back the meat, he would cook it again.
The taste is very much like eating game.
All kinds of weird meat.
That's what survivors are like.
As long as it doesn’t kill you, there’s nothing you won’t eat.
I found Yuxi Feng fresh for a few days, but later I was not so happy to eat it.
Stopped the food delivery here.
As for what the goddess eats every day.
Yu Xifeng thought in despair, don’t ask, the answer is just breathing the wind and drinking the dew.
Living on a breath of fairy air.
Sister Yun and Fatty started preparing for the festival three days in advance.
The fat man cooked a big pot of rice,
It contains diced mutant minced meat, and leaves that can remove fishy smells are floating in the soup.
The staple food is grass seeds.
The condiment is a starchy tuber that is shaped like a potato and is the color of a horseshoe.
A few beans here and there.
The fat man is very familiar with it.
Even though there was a severe drought for three years, the cook would not starve to death. He would always taste the saltiness of the pot.
In the past, we watched them very strictly. If you ate one more bite, you would have to take one less bite when the food was distributed.
Now the whole kitchen is handed over to the fat man.
Sister Yun went to bring water to the women, leaving only the fat man in the kitchen.
Someone slipped in.
The fat man waved the pot and spoon to chase people away: "It's not time for dinner yet, go, go, go."
The man smiled and said, "Brother Peng, I have nothing to do. I just want to chat with you."
The fat man savored the word "brother".
If someone shows you kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.
"I'm working, why are you talking so much? I'm warning you, don't enter the kitchen."
I've had this happen before, I couldn't live anymore.
He carried the flesh of the destroyer and wanted to poison the entire tribe.
Lu Qing didn't come in either. He squatted by the door and said, "Brother, I really envy you. I wish I could learn a few tricks from you."
The fat man shook his head: "It's not like before. There's no place to practice."
The tribe is so big.
One chef is enough.
No matter how many people have it, there are not so many iron pots.
Of course, the fat man would not teach his apprentice and starve himself to death.
Lu Qing just mentioned it briefly and didn't pursue the issue.
"Brother Peng, you have been here for a while, right? You have seen what the tribe was like before."
What was it like originally? Fatty thought.
"You are a grown man, and you are happy to work for these women?"
The fat man glanced at him and said nothing.
Lu Qing continued to chatter at the door for a long time.
The fat man would occasionally respond to him and continue the conversation.
"Where did that goddess come from? The priests before gave people the impression of being unfathomable, but that goddess seems even stranger. How did she kill the priests?"
The fat man laughed and said, "How would I know? I was kicked out before, you know that."
"That's just a misunderstanding. If I had known she was my sister-in-law, there wouldn't have been so many things. We are all family, a family."
The fat man just smiled.
Who is your grandson's family?
The day of worshiping the gods is coming soon.
In the past, the priests would lead the crowd to kowtow, pray, and then share the sacrifices and the goddess.
Lu Xiaocao asked Yu Xifeng to preside over the ceremony.
Yu Xifeng thought about it and agreed.
Lu Xiaocao's expression was somewhat gloomy.
That day, she chatted with Yu Xifeng for a long time in the warehouse.
Fatty and Sister Yun had been busy for several days, and when the day finally came, everything that needed to be prepared was ready.
Instead, they became relaxed, with Fatty and Sister Yun guarding the stove.
Lu Xiaocao obtained the priest's private collection and took over the warehouse in the tribe.
Over the past few days, the amount of mutant meat has increased rather than decreased.
This is the first divine sacrifice day since Lu Xiaocao came to power.
The significance is extraordinary.
She also needs to appease the people in the tribe.
This day can be called grand.
But the acid rain was still falling, so everyone had to stay indoors.
Listen to Lu Xiaocao's speech which gradually becomes fluent.
This manuscript was written by Zeng Xiang to promote the majesty and kindness of the goddess.
Lu Xiaocao memorized the whole text all night before he finished it.
Before this, Lu Xiaocao reminded Yu Xifeng that there was a speaking segment.
Yu Xifeng didn't take it to heart.
When the day finally came, everyone looked over, expecting Yu Xifeng to say something.
Yu Xifeng was silent for a long time.
“Hopefully we can all survive,” she said.
The sound of the horn can be heard from far away.
The women looked at Yu Xifeng with sparkling eyes.
Yu Xifeng handed the loudspeaker back silently.
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