The soup wasn't very fresh.

The freshly washed beasts were put into the water, chopped into small pieces with a stone knife, and stewed in a clay pot without any classification. There was no other seasoning except a little yellow salt, a little unknown tuber and a bunch of random mushrooms.

It's very oily and tastes very salty.

Apart from this, this soup has no other special features.

Chu Tian held a bowl of soup and swallowed it with difficulty for a long time. In the end, he just drank two small sips of the soup. Then he irresponsibly threw Rat Lord into the ceramic bowl.

Lord Rat was not picky about food and he drank a bowl of soup clean in no time. His long silvery-white fur was not even stained by any juice, and he was as clean as if he had just taken a bath.

Inside the thatched hut, the young and strong men in the village raised their big bowls and started eating and drinking heartily.

Fresh soup, a roasted meat from a rather large wild beast that had been washed, skinned and roasted till golden brown, plus precious wine, the young and strong men all smiled so hard that their eyes narrowed into lines. This was the best meal they had had in nearly a year!

The atmosphere quickly became lively and then began to boil.

Outside the thatched houses, the elderly, women and children in each household carried pottery jars, smiling as they carried hot soup, a small piece of barbecued meat and a small pile of roasted tubers. This was also the most sumptuous meal they had eaten in the past year.

The smell of cheap alcohol spread, and the young men who rarely had the chance to drink on weekdays soon had their eyes reddened by the alcohol.

A large open space was cleared in the middle of the house, between the two fire pits, and the young and strong men in the village came out to fight and play. Heavy punches hit the flesh, making a dull sound. These guys, taking advantage of the alcohol, really hit hard.

Chu Tian sat by the fire with a smile on his face, and Rat Lord squatted on his shoulder. Both of them held a tuber similar to sweet potato and chewed it slowly. Compared with the soup that had a fishy smell, the tuber tasted sweet and refreshing.

Crab Claw also joined the fight with great enthusiasm. After he knocked down two young men of similar age, he was beaten back with a black eye by a middle-aged man who was obviously ten years older than him and much stronger than him.

With two big purple eye sockets, the crab claws laughed "hehe", and he held the ceramic bowl triumphantly, carefully sipping the pungent and turbid inferior wine. He shook his head and looked at the two entangled strong men who were entangled with each other with joint skills, and from time to time he made a few strange noises to cheer them on.

The oldest elder in the village, grabbed a piece of barbecue and held a ceramic bowl, and squatted beside Chu Tian.

He happily watched as people kept leaving and joining the fight, and took a satisfied breath: "They are all a bunch of good guys. The descendants of the God of Fire should be so energetic, kid, don't you think so? Which ancestor god are you the descendant of?"

Chu Tian turned around, looked at the wrinkles on the elder's face, and sighed heavily: "I broke my head and forgot about it."

The elder had just taken a sip of wine when he heard Chu Tian's reply. He stared at Chu Tian for a long time and didn't swallow the wine in his mouth for a long time. After a long time, the elder swallowed the wine with difficulty and laughed dryly: "Did you break your head? This is troublesome. You still remember your name, right?"

"Jishan." Chu Tian was very lazy and cut half of the name he had just used recently, 'Jishan Jushi'.

"... Mountain!" The elder tilted his head to look at Chu Tian, ​​then shook his head: "Descendants of the Mountain God? But the descendants of the Mountain God are all incredibly strong, just like long-haired bears. You are so skinny and weak... You must not be full!"

The elder stuffed the half-eaten barbecue into Chu Tian's hand, shook his head and sighed, then stood up and walked back: "If you forget, it will be troublesome. Then, Shan, you can stay in our village with peace of mind. When you remember it, or your tribesmen come to find you, we can talk about it later."

"I am the elder of the village, you can call me Old Jiu!" The elder turned around and smiled at Chu Tian.

"I heard that when Old Jiu was born, his father trapped a vulture in a trap, but the bird was too fierce and broke free from the trap. Old Jiu's father caught a few bird feathers... Old Jiu was named Jiumao!" Crab Claw came over and laughed, "My father told me this!"

A middle-aged man with a very strong build, covered with scars, missing an ear, blinded an eye, and a very powerful aura walked into the air and knocked down two strong men who were fighting with each other with one clean and neat punch each.

"He is my father, Bear Claw!" Crab Claw sighed heavily, looked at his father and muttered in a low voice: "His name is Bear Claw, so he is now the strongest man in the village; but I am only Crab Claw, hey, many of my brothers are stronger than me."

He shook his head, widened his eyes, and punched and stomped his feet to cheer for his father.

Uncle Bear Paw did not disappoint everyone's expectations. He knocked down several tribesmen with one clean and neat punch. After successfully achieving ten kills in a row, he retreated triumphantly amid the cheers of hundreds of strong men. He pulled out a stone knife without any hesitation and cut off a large piece of meat from the thigh of the smoked and charred beast.

"Hey, if you win ten games in a row, you'll be eligible to eat barbecue!" Crab Claw's mouth was almost drooling: "However, there are probably no more than three people in the village who are sure to win ten games in a row, including my father!"

Crab Claw looked longingly at the beast that was roasted and dripping with fat: "I really don't know what it feels like to be full of barbecue!"

Chu Tian looked at the crab claws and smiled: "You and your father live separately?"

Crab claw was a little drunk, and it was obvious that he couldn't drink much. Hearing Chu Tian's culture, he said vaguely: "When a man finds a wife, of course he has to live separately. Hey, I'm alone, I only have two wives, and no children. The place I live in is the most spacious in the village, so brother, you are assigned to live in my house."

"I have several younger brothers. They haven't hunted a wild beast yet, so they are not eligible to find a wife. So, they live with Dad. Dad has to support them... Well, it must be hard. Dad looks a little thin."

As the crab claws were talking, Chu Tian looked at the uncle Bear Paw, who was over ten feet tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, like a wild bear, and shook his head speechlessly - he really couldn't tell how this uncle had lost weight!