The witch stood at the door, carefully looking at this thing that appeared in the Qingque tribe and in front of him for the first time, with a smile in his eyes.

He had learned from the Son of God that this was a way to pray for blessings and ward off disasters, and to get the blessing of the gods.

Using the words of the Son of God to pray to the God is indeed a very good way.

The second most powerful charlatan of the Qingque tribe, who had devoted most of his life to communicating with the gods, looked at this couplet that made the entire tribe look very different, and had a thoughtful look on his face...

After the Qingque tribe had made a lot of preparations, the New Year finally arrived.

Han Cheng intended to make the New Year beautiful, so for the people of the Qingque tribe who were celebrating the New Year for the first time, this was destined to be an unforgettable memory.

"rise!"

As Han Cheng finished speaking, the lid on the vat was opened, and white steam instantly spread out, covering a large area of ​​the cave, making it look like a fairyland.

The rich fragrance fills the nasal cavity as the mist dissipates, making people swallow their saliva.

The white mist dispersed slightly, and the scene inside the vat appeared vaguely in sight.

Inside was not the broth that the people of the Green Bird tribe were already accustomed to as in the past, but five long plates of the same size.

On each plate, there was a fish with many cuts on its body made by a relatively sharp bone knife.

Han Cheng pinched some chopped green onions from a basin beside him and sprinkled them on the fish. Then he asked Tietou, who had been waiting impatiently, and the people in charge of cooking, to bring out the five steamed fish and place them in the five roughly drawn circles in the cave.

Some pottery basins and bowls have been placed in those five circles.

It contained stir-fried pork slices with vegetables, fried meat cubes, wild onion fried eggs, a large plate of fried bacon, a small plate of smoked meat, and stewed meat cubes, which were rarely made but which the people of the Green Bird Tribe could never get enough of.

At this time, a plate of steamed fish was added.

The people of the Green Bird Tribe had never seen such a scene before. They were already salivating at the sight of the food, which looked exceptionally delicious.

Not only the children were slurping their saliva, but even the adults secretly swallowed a lot of saliva.

However, these children were very well-behaved. Even though they were extremely greedy and stared at the food eagerly, none of them reached out to take the food.

Even the most knowledgeable and wise witch had never seen such a scene before. Looking at these delicious foods, he secretly swallowed his saliva like everyone else.

Huo Yi and Huo Er, the oldest members of the Qingque tribe, looked at the sumptuous food and felt like they were in a dream for a moment.

Ever since they could remember, heavy snow and cold weather have been accompanied by hunger.

People die from starvation and freezing every few years.

The cold winter is a hurdle that people like them have to go through every year.

The winter in my memory is always accompanied by the shadows of cold and hunger. However, this year, the Son of God led everyone to build houses and installed kangs, so this winter is no longer cold.

The Son of God led everyone to prepare a lot of food. Not only would they not starve this winter, but the food they ate was better than in previous years when food was most abundant!

Just thinking about it, it’s unbelievable.

However, this scene that had never appeared in dreams appeared before my eyes so vividly.

The food was already plentiful enough, which was what almost everyone except the children thought.

However, delicious food continued to be served.

After the five plates of steamed fish were taken away, the grate made of sticks and ropes in the large vat was removed, and underneath it, there was another grate.

On the grate, there are also five ceramic plates, but the difference is that there are no fish on the ceramic plates, but five hairless chickens that have been steamed until they are smoking.

Welcoming the new year should be auspicious and abundant, so these two dishes are indispensable.

The Greenbird Tribe hatched three nests of chicks this year, with a total of thirty-four chicks, three of which died halfway through. Among the remaining thirty-one, six were roosters.

After several months, they have grown to be quite big now. As they cannot lay eggs and do not expect to reproduce, it is natural for them to become what they are now.

As for the large vats for steaming things, Han Cheng asked Heiwa to have them specially made before autumn. There are two in total.

In fact, it is very simple. You just need to pinch out a circle of relatively protruding mud strips inside the tank at a distance of 30 and 60 centimeters from the bottom of the tank.

After it is cooked, you can use the protruding part to place a grate and steam things.

As everyone swallowed their saliva and sighed once again that there was enough food as the steamed chicken was put over, Han Cheng said again: "Get up."

The lid of another steamer next to it was also lifted, and white mist spread out again, and five more plates appeared.

Inside the plate was a skinned and gutted rabbit.

After the rabbit was taken away, there were five plates of steamed, plump, greasy venison.

On the 27th, a deer that had somehow become lame was lured out and taken to a place outside the courtyard wall, away from the deer pen. After being treated to a meal of rapeseed, the deer left.

However, unlike in the past, the tendons on the deer legs were stripped out in advance.

I can’t find beef tendons for the time being, but deer tendons should be okay for making bowstrings.

After these plates of venison were brought out, each person was served a bowl of millet porridge or deer milk cooked with some small pieces of cooked lean meat and rapeseed, and finally no new food was brought out.

Everyone in the Green Bird Tribe did not realize that they had actually used the word 'finally'.

It’s a pity that there are no dumplings. If there were dumplings, this New Year would have been more perfect.

Han Cheng thought this with regret. In his heart, all these things combined were not as good as a bowl of white, steaming dumplings.

The people of the Green Bird Tribe did not know what their Son of God was thinking. If they knew, they would definitely be amazed at how precious and delicious dumplings were.

These delicious foods, which seemed unimaginable to them, were not as delicious as dumplings. The deliciousness of dumplings was really beyond their imagination.

Under the gaze of everyone, Han Cheng, who had just become a cook, came to the innermost circle and sat down next to Wu.

The main seat facing the cave entrance was for Wu to sit on, as he was the elder.

"Everyone, sit down." Han Cheng greeted everyone.

Everyone seemed a little curious and a little uncomfortable, and went to the positions that had been set long ago, sitting on stones or thick wooden sticks.