Fighting has never been an easy job since ancient times, whether it is a fight between goblins or humans.

After a fight, the best way to restore your strength is to sleep.

The next point is eating food.

Of course there is no way to sleep at this time, so the only thing left is to eat to replenish energy.

The Fire Tribe had good hunting skills and caught a lot of meat.

He seemed very generous and basically handed all the meat to Han Cheng and the others after it was roasted.

The Fire Tribe did this partly because they received instructions from their leader, and like their leader, they were also grateful to the tribe for sending them the precious recipe.

Part of it is because Fire Tribe women are more private.

Another reason was that they wanted to see the look of surprise on the faces of the people from the water tribe who had poor hunting abilities.

This kind of psychological pleasure is sometimes more addictive than physical pleasure, which is why many people choose to work hard.

It’s not because hard work itself is so fascinating, but because after achieving success through hard work, the feeling from the inside out makes people happy physically and mentally, and they are fascinated from the heart.

However, the people of the Fire Tribe who wanted to experience this feeling from the Green Bird Tribe were destined to be disappointed.

The people of the Qingque tribe, who were used to eating food with salt, now found that eating these foods without salt did not taste the way they longed to see.

On the contrary, many people in the Green Bird tribe had a hard time getting food.

When the Fire Tribe people saw this scene, some of them who had a bad temper were already fed up and expressed their dissatisfaction immediately.

We treat you with meat that you rarely get to eat on a normal day, yet you still show such expressions, which is really infuriating.

If I didn’t know, I would think you guys eat a lot of meat and fish every day…

Someone reached out and snatched the meat that had been handed to the people of the Green Bird Tribe, stuffed it into his own mouth, and ate it with relish.

In order to show that the food of their tribe is delicious, they deliberately make the chewing movements very exaggerated.

When it comes to showing off, it seems that everyone can learn it without any instruction.

The people of the Green Bird Tribe were not angry. They watched the performance of the Fire Tribe with peace in their eyes.

Generally speaking, people who are of a higher status will appear to be more generous and tolerant when they meet people of a lower status.

For the people of the Qingque tribe who lived in the "Canghai and Wushan", the "streams and clouds and rain" of the Fire tribe did not shock them at all.

The taste buds, which had already become quite picky due to the Son of God's miraculous cooking skills, would only become particularly excited when the Son of God took action again.

“Son of God…”

Shang and others asked.

Han Cheng nodded at them and said, "Go ahead."

So Shang led half of the people to the riverside to get their food from the small boat.

Han Cheng instructed them to bring over the things he had previously prepared to send to the Fire Tribe.

The people of the Fire Tribe didn't care much about the departure of Shang and others. They didn't think this tribe could provide better food than theirs.

Bai Xue, a girl with pigtails, picked up a piece of barbecue and wanted to eat it, but it was taken away by Han Cheng. The little girl looked at Han Cheng aggrievedly, her big eyes blinking.

"Wait until Shang and the others bring the bowls and chopsticks before eating...

You…you need to rinse your mouth first."

Han Cheng couldn't stand the look of the little child bride, and after hesitating for a while he spoke out loud, somewhat shyly.

Sister Bai Xue blushed and nodded obediently, her two pigtails swinging back and forth.

I was thinking strangely, I don't mind him, why does Brother Cheng insist on having me...

Shang and others came over with some bottles and jars, and two of them were carrying long strings of salted fish on their backs.

After everyone put these down, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the Fire Tribe, whether they had noticed it before or not.

Many people's mouths have grown and become O-shaped.

Of course, what made them look like this was not the bad-looking dried fish, but these jars and cans.

Regular things have a natural appeal to people.

Making the tools used, the caves lived in, the accessories worn... as regular as possible is what people have been pursuing from ancient times to later generations.

Of course, some people who do the opposite are not included in this list, after all, they are only a minority.

Heiwa and his two apprentices became more skilled in shaping pottery.

Especially after Heiwa ingeniously invented a method of placing the clay on a rotating stone piece and letting someone slowly turn the stone piece while he shaped the pottery with his hands, the pottery of the Qingque tribe reached a higher level in both appearance and quality.

When people from the Qingque tribe first saw such pottery, even those who were used to it couldn't help but give it a thumbs up in admiration, not to mention the Huo tribe who had never seen such neat things.

Before, they were very surprised by the jar containing the herb called "Bupleurum" which can be used to treat diseases.

I didn't expect that this tribe had so many large, neatly-shaped jars.

How did they grind the stones into such a regular shape?

And can the middle be hollowed out to hold things?

You know, even the most skilled stone-breaker in their tribe can't make a particularly round stone ball.

And the stone objects that this tribe has and can be used to hold things are undoubtedly more difficult to make than stone balls!

Looking at the people of the Fire Tribe carefully touching the pottery jars with their hands, Han Cheng sniffed helplessly.

What I really want you to see is the food in the jar, okay?

You gathered around the jar and admired it, but ignored the food inside.

Buying the box and returning the pearl, this thing may happen in who knows how many thousands or even tens of thousands of years, but now it has happened to me.

If this incident were recorded as an interesting story and passed down, what idiom would appear?

Want to return the can?

Jingtao light meal?

Han Cheng thought this with great amusement.

"#￥%@!"

The sudden commotion and the shouting of the Fire Tribe people interrupted Han Cheng's thoughts.

What happened again?

This was the first thought that came to his mind.

Thinking of this, he looked carefully.

I saw a clay pot filled with water overturned on the ground next to the fire, and the water inside had all spilled, wetting a large area of ​​land. The water was still flowing to lower places, with some small dry grass stems floating on it.

Not far from the jar, the fire was half extinguished and white smoke was coming out.

Standing nearby were a few people led by Tietou, as well as a few people from the Fire Tribe who were looking at each other in bewilderment.

What's going on?