After a period of waiting, as the sunlight disappeared and before the darkness came, the people of the sheep tribe who stayed in the tribe put the most precious thing in the tribe - the sheep - into the sheepfold.

Then, under the help of an older primitive man, they began to cook food.

The food they ate was simple and not very rich.

This is partly because with the departure of the leader and those strong men, the people left behind in the tribe, apart from grazing, could not spare too many people to dig wild vegetables, pick fruits, and collect grass seeds.

Another aspect is that as long as the leaders come back, their tribe will be able to get a lot of sheep, and they can eat mutton to their heart's content in the future.

Since this is the case, it doesn’t matter if the food is a little worse at this time.

Although everyone was anxious that the leader and his companions had not returned, they could still bear it. After all, in the past, when the leader and his companions were hunting sheep there, it would take several days for them to return when their luck was not very good.

It hasn't lasted as long as the last time...

Inside the semi-agricultural tribe, there was flickering fire, dispelling the gloom and illuminating the surrounding space.

This light mixed with the ubiquitous smell of meat illuminated the hearts of the people in the semi-agricultural tribe.

The charm of food has never diminished even in our more developed societies, let alone in this era when food is considered as important as life.

Especially meat.

Therefore, the semi-agricultural tribe shrouded in the aroma of meat is undoubtedly a sea of ​​joy tonight.

However, the boundless joy brought by the abundant and delicious food did not include the wise priestess of the semi-agricultural tribe.

While everyone was in the small courtyard surrounded by the fence, waiting with their mouths watering for the meat to be cooked so that they could start to feast on it, the female priest was in the dome house in the middle.

There was also a fire lit in the room. The fire was very big and illuminated the whole room.

This clever female priest no longer had the calm and composed look she had when she was sitting on the stone in the courtyard.

At this moment, her eyes were wide open, and her mouth, which was usually tightly closed, opened involuntarily, looking very surprised.

Even his body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

If someone from the semi-agricultural tribe came in at this moment and saw her appearance, they would be so surprised that their mouths would be wide open.

After all, in their impression, the priestess was extremely wise, and it seemed that nothing could stump her.

Some pottery was placed near the fire.

There were about ten bowls, a not-too-big clay pot, and another very small jar covered with ropes and animal skins.

These pottery pieces were used by the leader of the Sheep Tribe and his people when they were hunting sheep by the river.

As the Qingque tribe has been exporting pottery tirelessly, most of the tribes that have come into contact with pottery have now become accustomed to using pottery to cook food.

For example, the Sheep Tribe.

Three of the bowls in the middle were broken, and the edge of the larger pottery jar was also cracked.

Moreover, after a long period of smoke and fire outside, it was covered with a layer of ash.

But it was these pottery pieces that made the smartest people in this semi-agricultural tribe so excited.

Most of these pottery pieces had been seen by the leader of the semi-agricultural tribe and the other people of the semi-agricultural tribe who had followed the leader to bring back the people from the sheep tribe.

They were all very surprised and cherished such exquisite pottery, otherwise they would not have picked up even the broken pottery.

But that was where their wonder at the pottery ended.

The priestess of the semi-agricultural tribe is completely different.

All the pottery in the semi-agricultural tribe was made by her personally, a skill that was never passed on to others by successive priests.

It is also an important reason why all the priests have a very high status in the tribe.

As the saying goes, laymen see the excitement while experts see the details. In the eyes of other people in the semi-agricultural tribe, these pottery bowls and pots are just very exquisite, but in the eyes of the female priests, they seem to be of great significance.

One could even describe her feelings with the word 'stunning', which she didn't even know yet.

As someone who knows how to make pottery, she knows how difficult it is to make a very good piece of pottery.

She is not young anymore. She has been making pottery for almost twenty years, from the time she first learned how to make pottery from the previous priest.

During the past twenty years, she has produced a lot of pottery every year.

After such a long period of making pottery, she felt that her skills in making pottery had become very good. She had even surpassed the previous witch a long time ago.

Having such a skill and being able to make excellent pottery has always been something she is extremely proud of.

However, tonight, all her pride was shattered by the few captured pottery pieces.

Before seeing these pottery, she had never thought that people could make pottery so beautiful and so fascinating!

She stretched out her hand, and with some trembling, she picked up a piece of broken pottery, and gently felt around with her fingers. An expression with a sacred meaning that only appeared when praying appeared on her face.

This expression lasted for a long time before gradually fading away.

As her fingers rubbed, the dust on the inside of the pottery was wiped away, revealing a smooth and slightly black surface.

This ice-like substance had a greater impact on the priestess than the regularity of the pottery bowl and pot itself.

Because she couldn't figure out no matter how hard she tried, how the people who made these smooth, ice-like substances got them on pottery.

After a while, the strong leader came over with a bowl of cooked mutton soup in one hand and half a perfectly roasted leg of mutton in the other.

Just as he opened his mouth, he saw the female priest who had been squatting on the ground for a long time suddenly stood up from the ground, then turned around and walked outside. Even though the leader of the semi-agricultural tribe quickly dodged to the side, he was still bumped into.

"￥%T"

The priestess was stunned. She was so immersed in the pottery that she was a little confused about the current situation. The leader of the semi-agricultural tribe quickly handed the food in his hand forward.

The priestess's eyes fell on the bowl in the hand of the leader of the semi-agricultural tribe. Comparing the two, she felt that the pottery she made was extremely ugly.

"￥%6F..."

She did not take the food brought by the leader, but said this and hurried out of the house.

The leader of the semi-agricultural tribe looked at them as they hurried out to offer sacrifices, his face full of surprise and confusion.

Such sacrifices are rare.

He waited here for a while, and after hesitating for a while, he placed the food in his hand on a stone table in the room, then he went out of the house and quickly chased after the female priest who had walked a long distance away.

Although the people of that tribe were still tied up and did not seem to dare to resist, he still did not dare to be too careless.