“Crash, crash…”

In the Qingque tribe, which was also covered with heavy snow, Han Cheng washed his hands with warm water with some disgust. After rubbing them twice with wood ash and washing them once with clean water, the uncomfortable slippery feeling finally disappeared.

I shouldn't have tried to use refined animal fat oil as an anti-freeze and anti-cracking hand cream.

This stuff is really good at preventing freezing and cracking, but the slippery feeling when you get it on your hands is enough to drive you crazy.

The people of the Qingque tribe, who still use spinning tops to spin thin hemp thread, often wash pots and dishes, and do other chores in winter, do not think so.

At the beginning, they were a little confused and distressed that the Son of God asked them to use this kind of delicious fatty oil to rub their hands and faces. After truly experiencing the benefits brought by this thing, these people expressed more than once that good things are good things.

As for that sticky, greasy feeling, it's no big deal for them.

While their great Son of God was thinking painfully about how to come up with a vanishing cream that could be used to wipe hands but was not as sticky as fatty oil, the method of using oil to protect the exposed skin from the cold wind had already become popular in the Green Bird Tribe.

After seeing this scene, Han Cheng sniffed and smiled bitterly. These guys are not picky about food and are not particular at all in this regard.

I wonder if adding some flower petals or other things to the oil will improve the situation.

If that doesn't work, try breast milk.

He remembered that before he came here, he had watched a darker movie about a shady company that built a secret base underground, where they held a large number of women who were obtained through various illegal means.

These imprisoned women have two functions. One is to produce milk like cows, and the other is to give birth to babies through artificial insemination.

The male babies are discarded and the female babies are raised to continue producing milk.

The water produced is not used for drinking, but for producing various high-end cosmetics.

At the end of the film, of course, justice triumphs over evil.

Although the practices there were extremely dark, they also pointed out another way for Han Cheng, which was to give it a try.

Of course, we won’t use human ones, but deer ones.

While Han Cheng was tinkering with these things, similar things were happening in the Tengshe tribe in the distance.

The people of the Tengshe tribe, who lived in a large cave, were now all outside the cave.

The entrance of the cave was blocked by stone slabs. They wrapped themselves in animal skins and stood in the snow, stamping their feet from time to time to add some heat to their bodies.

Despite this, no one complained about being driven out of the cave and left to freeze outside in the middle of winter, not even the chief of the Tengshe tribe.

Because the most mysterious and respected witch in their tribe was praying to the gods in the cave to give their tribe that precious thing that could protect their hands and faces from the cold wind in cold weather.

During this process, no one except the witch is allowed to be in the cave, and no one is allowed to disturb the witch before he speaks.

Otherwise, not only would the gods not give their tribe that precious thing, they would also punish them...

The empty and dark cave was filled with the smell of barbecue.

A pile of flames kept jumping, dispelling the darkness around.

Above the flame, there was a relatively thin stone slab.

The stone slab was tilted to one side, with pieces of fatty meat placed on it.

The stone slab had been heated by the fire and the meat was frying with a sizzling sound.

The bright white grease was forced out by the high temperature, forming a bright white line along the inclined stone slab and dripping into a skull placed below that was used as a container.

There are as many as twenty such skulls.

The witch of the Tengshe tribe held a stick in his hand and turned the sizzling fried meat from time to time. Sometimes he would just pick up a piece, wait for a while, and then put it into his mouth and eat it directly.

This is the secret passed down orally by the witch of their tribe.

Generally, the specific methods will only be told to the next witch's successor when the previous witch is about to fail.

Relying on this most core method and some other experiences, successive witches have been able to maintain the highest status in the tribe.

Seeing that the last skull was also filled with fat, the witch of the Tengshe tribe stopped what he was doing and stopped frying the meat.

He did not keep the charred meat. In order to keep the secret, he followed the example of the previous witch and threw the precious meat into the fire.

When burning, carefully move the skulls containing fat away from the fire to speed up their cooling.

Then he took the stone slab down with great effort, laid it flat next to the fire, and sprinkled some wood ash on it, and it looked the same as before.

The people in the tribe would never know that this stone, which had been placed next to the fire all year round and was familiar to everyone but ignored by them, actually had such an important function.

After doing all this, the witch of the Tengshe tribe saw that it would take some time for the oil to solidify. He was old and not as strong as before. He was also very tired from all the work, so he just lay down here and took a nap.

Outside the cave, the people who were waiting here with a strange feeling of reverence naturally had no idea what was happening inside.

I wonder how they felt when they found out that the communication with the gods that they imagined to be happening, which was both terrifying and desirable, turned out to be such a scene.

The witch of the Tengshe tribe finally woke up from his dream. He used a stick to poke the dying fire and found that all the meat inside was burnt. Then he nodded with satisfaction.

He put some more firewood in and ignited it, and placed the solidified grease one by one in front of the totem stone wall. After carefully checking it and finding no flaws, he knelt down here and raised his voice and shouted "!"

The people of the Tengshe tribe, who had been waiting in the cave for a long time, finally heard the long-awaited news. Led by the chief, they pushed open the stone slab sealing the cave and entered the cave.

An unpleasant smell filled the nose, but the people of the Tengshe tribe were not surprised.

Because they knew that this was the smell produced after the gods ate the meat they offered.

Looking at the skull that was originally empty but now filled with precious things, the people of the Tengshe tribe bowed deeply and respectfully to the totem wall with the winding snake carved on it and to the tired-looking witch who was kneeling on the ground in front of the totem wall with his back to them...