"What's wrong?"

Han Cheng asked.

"I cooked the food and they grabbed the pottery jars..."

Tietou said with some anger.

This jar of water was brought from the river and was about to be used to make soup, but the people of the Fire Tribe snatched the jar away for no reason and knocked it to the ground. Anyone would be unhappy if this happened.

Grab the pottery jar? Han Cheng frowned.

"What's going on?"

He looked at Sister Bai Xue and asked.

Of course, I didn’t ask Sister Bai Xue, after all, Sister Bai Xue was not the person involved. Instead, I asked her to ask the people of the Fire Tribe why they did this.

After some mumbling that Han Cheng couldn't understand, Sister Bai Xue turned around.

Before he opened his mouth, he started giggling.

"Brother Cheng, they are worried that the fire will burn the pottery jar..."

After getting the result from Sister Bai Xue, Tietou and others were also happy, and the slight unhappiness they had just felt suddenly disappeared.

Tietou went to the river to fetch water again, and then returned to make salted fish soup.

By now, people in the Qingque tribe would feel uncomfortable if they didn’t have a meal with soup a day.

It's almost comparable to Dali Ge who has drunk Dali.

Three stones were placed in a triangle around the fire, and a clay pot filled with water was placed on top. Washed salted fish and some dried meat were put in it, and next to it were some wild vegetables dug by the Fire Tribe and eaten by the Green Bird Tribe.

The people of the Fire Tribe stared at the clay pots being burned on the fire with wide eyes, and some of them squeezed their hands again and again.

Although they had learned from Sister Bai Xue that the clay pot would not be burned by fire, they still couldn't help but worry.

Even if it doesn't get burned, it wouldn't look good if such a beautiful thing got burned black...

This feeling of the people of the Fire Tribe disappeared completely with the birth of the delicious salted fish soup.

The most knowledgeable leader of the Fire Tribe took the precious object called "pottery" and looked at this strange food that he had never eaten before, and he didn't know where to start eating.

He waited for a while, and when he saw the people from the water tribe start eating, he followed their example and put the bowl to his mouth and took a sip.

When the hot soup enters my mouth, the indescribable wonderful taste fills my entire mouth in an instant...

The leader of the Fire Tribe widened his eyes, and the rest of the Fire Tribe members who drank the soup also widened their eyes.

They stared blankly at the food in their hands, then looked at the people of the Green Bird Tribe who seemed very ordinary. They wanted to speak and ask questions, but could not resist the temptation of food.

No wonder they didn't show any surprise or admiration when eating the roasted meat prepared by themselves. With such delicious food, the food provided by their own tribe really couldn't arouse others' admiration.

The leader of the Fire Tribe thinks more deeply than the ordinary Fire Tribe members.

The people of the Fire Tribe generally thought that the tribe that came out of the water brought out such delicious food in order to compete with their own tribe, just as if they wanted to surprise the other party and brought out all the meat.

The leader of the Fire Tribe did not think so, because the people of the Water Tribe seemed very relaxed and normal when eating the food that amazed them and praised them so much, just like the people in their tribe usually ate wild vegetables, fruits and some meat.

The Fire Tribe leader's hand holding the bowl trembled slightly. What kind of tribe is this!

If the food we eat everyday is so delicious, what about the food we eat on important occasions?

At Han Cheng's signal, Junior Brother Sha and others opened a salt jar, pinched some fine salt from it, and sprinkled it evenly on the barbecue of the Fire Tribe. Then they handed the barbecue back to the people of the Fire Tribe, signaling them to eat it.

The people of the Fire Tribe took a tentative bite with some doubt, and then their eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

Do all the people in this tribe that came out of the water have a pair of magical hands?

The meat is still the same meat, but how come it becomes so delicious after passing through their hands?

Many people stared at the salt jar with burning eyes, eager to know the secret inside.

"This is salt, produced by our tribe. It makes food taste good..."

At Han Cheng's signal, Sister Bai Xue began to explain to the people of the Fire Tribe.

The people of the Fire Tribe listened carefully to Sister Bai Xue's explanation, and from time to time someone would sigh. They looked at Han Cheng and the others, then at the salt, and took a bite of the food in their hands with salt added, and they felt that their brains were not enough.

They were amazed at the salt, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with Bai Xuemei calling herself "our tribe" and referring to herself as the tribe that came from the water...

"Salt, can we have..."

The leader of the Fire Tribe licked his lips and looked at Sister Bai Xue with some eagerness and carefulness inquiring.

Just this spring, they were ready to throw this sick little girl into the fire and burn her to death.

After recognizing today that this girl, who looked very different from before, was the sick minor, they were more happy that they had found an effective way to treat the disease.

They were happy for this lucky tribe member who had come back from the dead, but they did not pay too much attention to it.

After all, she is just a minor.

But now, it's different.

As the tribe coming from the water showed more and more miracles, this underage girl, who was obviously loved by the underage leader of the other side, also received more and more attention from them.

By now, even the most honorable chief of the tribe had to ask her about the situation, wanting her to ask the tribal chief who came up from the water if he could give them some salt and pottery.

And no one thinks there is anything wrong with doing this.

At this point, Sister Bai Xue no longer had any fear of the tribe where she once lived, because behind her, there was Brother Cheng, who was smiling and pushing two jars of salt towards the leader of the Fire Tribe.

As long as Brother Youcheng is around, the tribe where he used to live will never do anything to harm him again.

"Go ahead and tell them about our tribe, but don't tell them how to make salt and pottery."

Han Cheng patted Bai Xue's head lovingly and said to her with a smile.

Sister Bai Xue was soon surrounded by the adult women of the Fire Tribe. They gathered around her and listened to her carefully. Sometimes the female primitives would ask questions, but more often, they would show expressions of disbelief and exclaim.

Endless delicious food, a house that is more comfortable than a cave, a wall that is safe from wild beasts, a small insect that can spin silk, and hemp that can be used to weave cloth...

These numerous things that had never been heard of before made the women of the Fire Tribe standing around stunned.

Among them, the one that impressed them the most and left them with the greatest imagination was what Sister Bai Xue mentioned: the little panties.

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