Is that thing really Bupleurum?!

Han Cheng thought with joy, but then worried that he had made a mistake, so he reached out and covered the milk tea girl's forehead again, feeling it carefully.

It’s really not that hot anymore!

Because she felt comfortable, Milk Tea Girl slept soundly, with some tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

Perhaps she sensed something, the milk tea girl shook her head slightly in her sleep and leaned towards Han Cheng.

Han Cheng withdrew his hand with joy, looked down at the milk tea girl who was leaning towards him for a while, and suddenly thought that the girl was pretty good-looking.

Then he realized what he was thinking and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

Spending all day with people like Zhuang, Ruhua and Xing, my aesthetic taste has indeed been affected. Now, when I see a primitive girl who is thinner, has whiter skin and softer facial lines, I actually think she looks pretty.

Han Cheng stood up, stood on the bow of the boat, and released all the energy accumulated over the night into the clear river water.

When you are in a good mood, you will urinate far away. The fish that have been floating on the water and peeping are splashed with warm water, and they are so scared that they flick their tails and dive into the water.

Han Cheng, feeling happy, pulled up his pants and tied them up with a rope. He turned around and found that Milk Tea Girl had woken up at some point and was blinking at him.

Han Cheng's face turned red, and he thought to himself, what is this guy looking at? Doesn't he know that it is inappropriate not to look at something?

Then he thought again, he stripped the man naked yesterday, although it was for medical treatment, but he had seen everything he needed to see, and now that the little guy was seeing him back, it was not a loss, it could be considered as a reciprocity.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile, thinking that this milk tea girl really has a character that won't suffer any loss.

I just wonder if it will turn into matcha in time.

According to the current situation, this is certain...

The eldest brother and his companions also got up. Someone pulled out a fish cage that was soaked in water, and three junior brothers, including Sha, carried a few birds that were hit by arrows.

Soon a fire was lit and breakfast was cooked.

Compared to yesterday, Milk Tea Sister is no longer as frightened.

After taking a shower and changing her clothes, she seemed like a different person.

At this moment, she was standing in the small boat, with her hands on her belly, staring at Junior Brother Sha and others who were plucking the bird's feathers, with her eyes wide open.

She really couldn't understand how they caught so many birds.

In their tribe, one can generally only find some bird eggs and baby birds; it is extremely rare to catch an adult bird.

Han Cheng looked at the milk tea girl's hand on her belly and knew what was going on. After thinking about it, he pulled the boat to the shore along the rope and went ashore about six or seven meters downwind from the senior brother and the others.

He knocked twice on the not-too-dense grass with a stick, and after confirming that there was no danger, he signaled the milk tea girl to go in and take care of her personal business.

Milk Tea Sister understood this matter quite quickly.

Han Cheng was waiting outside, ready to bring the milk tea girl back to the boat after a while.

Although her illness has improved, it is not completely healed yet. During this period of time, she should at least avoid contact with the senior brother and others.

After waiting for a while, the milk tea girl still didn't come out. Han Cheng thought to himself, women are troublesome. It takes so long to handle a private matter.

Thinking of this, Han Cheng was shocked when he waited for a while and still saw no one coming out.

Could it be that it ran away secretly or was taken away by something?

When he was a child, he heard many stories about wolves carrying children away.

Thinking of this, he no longer cared about the gender barriers that seemed a little ridiculous in this era. He turned around and pushed the grass inside. After two steps, he looked at the milk tea girl who was standing there neatly dressed.

Han Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that she was already dressed, I called her out.

After calling out to her twice, she just looked up at him like a frightened deer and didn't come out. Han Cheng thought she didn't understand, so he went over and pulled her with his hand.

Milk Tea Girl shook her head in resistance, looking like she was about to cry.

Han Cheng looked at the ground and didn't see any traces. Then he looked again and saw that Milk Tea Girl's hands were on her waist, and her waist was tied with a rope and tied into a knot.

Han Cheng sniffed, wondering how could he have forgotten about this.

I went over and untied her myself.

I don't know what was going on in Han Cheng's mind at that time. After unbuttoning her clothes, he even pulled her pants down. His service was really great.

When he saw the bald little bulge, Han Cheng realized what he had done and hurriedly lifted it up for her again.

But these pants were not the elastic pants of later generations. In addition, the Qingque tribe’s tailoring skills were poor, so these pants were too big for Han Cheng’s waist, not to mention the milk tea girl who was much thinner than him.

As soon as I lifted my hands up and dropped them, the pants fell down again by themselves.

Han Cheng, who was completely out of his mind and seemed a little dazed, reached out and picked it up again.

After this happened three times, he finally reacted and stopped fighting with his pants. He turned around and walked out in a daze.

As he walked, he tapped his head with his fingers.

Damn it, how could someone do such a thing?

I am still a child, and she is just a child too!

Seeing the milk tea girl holding up her trouser waist with both hands and walking awkwardly, Han Cheng had to squat down again and teach the milk tea girl how to tie her belt.

During this process, Milk Tea Girl's pants slipped down again, and Han Cheng's face turned green...

The milk tea girl held a bowl in one hand and a bitten willow stick in the other. She tried hard to recall the demonstration of the minor who was not much older than her and had a nice smile. She got some white stuff on her lips and poked it in her mouth clumsily.

While stabbing, he secretly glanced at the minor who was making a fire.

In the short period of time from yesterday to this morning, she came into contact with many things she had never seen before.

In her tribe, she learned the most among her peers, but when she came here, she found that she seemed to know nothing...

And this minor who doesn't look much older than me actually knows everything and is very capable...

Thinking this, she brushed her teeth, drank the bad-tasting hot water, and then ate a big bowl of delicious food.

She felt much better now. She sat back in the boat, looking at everything she had never seen before. She kept thinking in her mind, if it was already like this, then how magical they would look like?

With oars rowing, the boat went upstream, and before noon, everyone arrived at Wangdong Mountain.

Taking tools such as bone shovels, everyone abandoned their boats and went ashore to dig up a herb that was very common in the area and was called Bupleurum by the Son of God.

Everyone has learned from Han Cheng that the grass can cure diseases. Without his instructions, the eldest brother and others are full of enthusiasm.

After all, they had witnessed the magic of this medicine with their own eyes.

People in other tribes who were about to be burned to death became much more energetic after the Son of God drank some water boiled with this grass roots, as if they were brought back to life.

They are not fools. It would be strange if they didn't value such a good thing!

He emptied several jars, filled them with soil and replanted them with Bupleurum chinense. He also dug out a lot of Bupleurum chinense roots and put them on the boat to take away.

Han Cheng plans to dry and store these Bupleurum roots for emergency use.

Otherwise, by the time you need it, it will be too late to take a boat here.

Four small boats were sailing on the water, getting closer and closer to the tribe where they lived and the tribe they had built bit by bit.

Compared to when they came out, everyone is undoubtedly more excited now.