The gate of the Green Bird Tribe opened again. The leaders of the Green Tribe and the Sheep Tribe hesitated for a while, but finally left with their tribesmen, carrying the pottery they brought back~щww~~lā

The eldest brother stood at the entrance of the tribe and greeted them warmly.

The eldest brother was originally very dissatisfied with the two tribes' inconsistent actions, but after hearing the unexpected reason, he was stunned, and most of his dissatisfaction disappeared.

After the Son of God whispered a few words to him, the dissatisfaction in his heart completely disappeared.

Not only that, they also smiled and stood here to warmly welcome the two tribes.

The leader of the Green Tribe widened his eyes again, looking at the twelve sheep on the ground that had not been completely dealt with, and was extremely surprised.

This neighboring tribe always brings shock to people.

As he thought about this, his eyes fell on the Sheep Tribe standing not far from them, and a look of realization appeared on his face.

No wonder the people of the Sheep Tribe were able to bring back so many pottery pieces from here at one time, it turns out that the things they brought were very rich!

He also thought about how he had exchanged a lot of not-so-good food for a large jar and two pottery jars. The comparison made him feel happy and thought that the leader of the Sheep Tribe was not as capable as himself.

If I were to make the exchange, with so many sheep, I would be able to exchange for all the pottery of the neighboring tribe!

Thinking of this, and thinking about the fact that in the future his tribe would only need to use the grass ears that they basically didn't eat and the fur that they had endless use to exchange for precious pottery, while the people of the Sheep Tribe were still foolishly exchanging it for precious food, he felt even happier.

Han Cheng, the time traveler who was standing not far away and watching all this, did not realize that the leader of the Green Tribe was actually such a primitive man with a lot of inner drama.

“Chichi~Chichi~”

The old Huoyi came to the yard with a hand drill and piled up a small pile of firewood at the location designated by the eldest brother, with a larger pile of firewood next to it.

The people in these tribes are no strangers to fire. Just by looking at Huo Yi's actions, one can tell that he is going to make a fire.

As the leader of this tribe said, they wanted to use the large jars that they brought back and thought were not good to cook a pot of soup to prove that there was no problem with the pottery.

"The next step is to get some coals from the cave to light the woodpile."

This was the feeling of all the outsiders who were paying attention to the situation here after they saw Huo Yi stack the small pile of firewood.

However, Huo Yi's next move was beyond the expectations of all of them.

Huoyi did not get up and go back to the cave to get charcoal as they expected. Instead, he took the wooden stick with a hole that he had brought out earlier and placed beside him for drilling wood to make fire, and stepped on it with his foot.

Before, this wooden stick was placed upside down by the fire, and the grooves for making fire were all facing the ground. In addition, these people did not think about making fire by rubbing two woods together, so they did not notice this wooden stick.

It was not until Huoyi took the wooden stick, placed it in front of him, and pressed it on the tinder, making a gesture of drilling wood to make fire, that the onlookers showed surprised expressions.

Is this neighboring tribe so fierce? Even the elderly have to drill wood to make fire? Shouldn't this be done by young and strong people?

Some people felt very uncomfortable when they recalled the occasional practice of rubbing two sticks together to make fire in their tribes.

Because even if this old primitive man was able to dig out fire, it would take a long time.

They were eager to know how the pottery could cook delicious broth, and it took so long just to light the fire...

“￥!”

“ap;…!”

Before they could finish their thoughts, they were shattered by the smoking tinder in front of them.

Many people couldn't help but shout, causing those who were watching the Qingque tribe processing the mutton offal to look over here.

Huo Yi felt happy in his heart, but also a little arrogant. How could the things created by the Son of God be imagined by these people from outside the tribe?

She did not rush to pick up the tinder to blow it, but first pressed the hand drill under her legs, and then picked up the tinder to blow the fire.

This hand-operated drill is something she treasures very much. It's ok to take it out to drill fire and let these people from other tribes see how it works, but she can't let them learn it.

Seeing these people looking at the hand drill in her hand with amazement and extreme curiosity, she naturally had to hide it first.

The small flame danced and ignited the small pile of firewood.

The people who came over after hearing the noise looked at the flames, the old primitive man who was adding firewood to the fire, and the amazed crowd, all filled with confusion.

I don't understand how a simple fire could cause such a commotion? Is it worth being so surprised?

After the familiar people in the tribe told them the truth of the matter through words and gestures, these people became like the others.

What kind of tribe is this? Even the way they make a fire is so unique and amazing!

"￥dsf!"

Some people asked Huoyi questions by both talking and gestures, wanting to learn this wonderful method of making fire.

Huo Yi acted like a master at this time. Although she couldn't understand what these people were saying, she knew what they meant.

Of course, she would not tell these irrelevant people about the things she was proud of.

Facing these people's questions, Huo Yi remained calm and just kept adding firewood to the fire.

I was thinking, luckily I was the one making the fire today. If it was Huo Er, he would definitely lose control and show them the hand drill. It is not impossible for him to demonstrate it himself a few times...

The fire started, and Huo Yi took the time to pick up the hand drill that was pressed under his legs, and held it in his arms at a speed that should not be possible for an old man. He wrapped it in the animal skin on his body, brought it back to the cave, found a secret place to place it, and then continued to make a fire.

Several tall stones had been placed around the fire. The large cooking vat that had been exchanged and brought back by the Green Tribe was placed steadily on the stones after being cleaned several times. Then people began to pour clean water into it one pottery jar at a time.

After most of the vat was filled with clean water, someone started to roughly cut the two pairs of mutton offal that had been rinsed with a stone knife and threw them into the vat. Then they covered the pot with a lid and ignored it, going about their own business, leaving the vat to boil.

The leader of the Green Tribe stood guard the whole time, unwilling to miss any details.

I couldn't help but scratch my hair when I saw this. I did the same thing, so why are the tastes of the things I cooked so different?

It was Han Cheng's idea to use mutton offal to make soup. Compared with mutton, mutton offal is much more difficult to store, so of course it should be eaten first.

And as long as you know how to make it, mutton offal soup tastes no worse than mutton soup.

Of course, that refers to future generations.

In the absence of various seasonings and tools, he doesn't have the ability to cook such delicious mutton offal soup.

However, it is still possible to use it to fool primitive people who have never eaten anything.

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