"Wow!"
In addition to the barbecue, the broth cooked in the new pot was quickly served.
Tasting the different taste, many people in Heishui exclaimed.
The older generation like Wu would still close their eyes and reminisce. After all, they have used it before. Although the quality of the pottery is different, the taste is not much different.
Seeing that Shi Meng and the others had almost finished their barbecue, Shui Yun asked someone to bring some more food, including snails and river clams that they picked up from Lili.
Song Xuan was also happy to improve the taste. It may be that the terrain downstream is gentler, or it may be that Heishui specially entertained them. Song Xuan always felt that their snails were much better.
While eating, Song Xuan was suddenly attracted by a few black things. When the people from Heishui brought them over, they put them directly at the bottom. Only when the top ones were almost eaten did Song Xuan see them. .
Carefully pushing aside the mussels on top, Song Xuan scraped a small handful of black grains in front of him. Due to the long period of roasting, the fruit was already a little charred.
With excitement, Song Xuan picked up a stone and knocked it gently on the small fruit. After a few taps, the outer shell collapsed, revealing the fruit inside.
Although the one he opened was also black inside, Song Xuan was even more excited when he saw this very familiar shape. He picked a few that were not so black and opened them gently. The yellow-white granular fruits appeared very conspicuously. In front of Song Xuan.
"Rice, really rice!"
Song Xuan shouted excitedly, and his voice attracted the attention of everyone else in the room.
"God's Envoy! God's Envoy!"
Hearing Shi Meng's soft cry, Song Xuan came to his senses. This sudden surprise made Song Xuan lose his composure. He calmed down a little and sat back down again.
Shuiyun was obviously also paying attention to Song Xuan's situation. He pointed at the rice in front of Song Xuan and said:
"Sen Shi, Dao Zi?"
Song Xuan took a deep breath and returned:
"Well, how common is this thing in your tribe?"
Listening to what Shi Meng translated, Shui Yun seemed a little disapproving:
"There are quite a few along the river, but they are not very tasty. If you poke them directly, your mouth will hurt. Peeling them open is too time-consuming."
"God made you like this food?"
like! Of course I do!
Song Xuan was also very happy at this time. It seemed that the Blackwater Tribe had not yet discovered the benefits of rice. Let alone planting it, they would not even eat it.
Seeing that Song Xuan liked it, Shuiyun asked someone to bring another big handful to Song Xuan. Looking at the yellow rice in front of him, Song Xuan couldn't be happier.
It’s true that people have gone through hundreds of searches to find her, and it takes no effort at all to find her!
However, Song Xuan couldn't eat the directly baked rice. After peeling off a small handful, he put it in his bowl, added some water, and placed the bowl on the fire.
There was too much rice needed for cooking, and Song Xuan didn't have that much time to peel it off. He just used this small handful to make porridge and taste it.
"Divine Envoy, is this how you eat this?" Seeing Song Xuan's special way of eating, Wu, who had not spoken for a long time, asked his doubts.
"Yeah", Song Xuan nodded.
Song Xuan thought about it and demonstrated a simple way to eat it. Although he could take advantage of the fact that the Blackwater Tribe didn't know anything and just exchange some for it, it was still a bit unjust and he felt a little guilty about it.
While waiting for the rice soup to be cooked, Song Xuan also asked a lot about rice. Shuiyun even knew everything. Seeing that Song Xuan really liked to eat it, he even generously asked people to take all the rice from the tribe. out.
But since no one likes to eat it, there isn't much of it. A small pack only weighs three to five kilograms.
After a while, Song Xuan looked at the white porridge in the bowl and took a brief taste. The taste was still familiar. Maybe he hadn't eaten it for too long. It seemed that the rice here was more fragrant.
Seeing Song Xuan's endless aftertaste, everyone around him secretly swallowed his saliva.
Although there was only a small bowl, Song Xuan still gave some to Shui Yun and Wu. He couldn't bear the pitiful look in Shi Meng's eyes, so in the end, he gave everything in the bottom of the bowl to him.
After drinking it in one breath, Shi Meng licked his lips and said:
"Angel, this doesn't taste good either!"
Shuiyun Yewu also showed a similar expression. Everyone is used to eating meat, so naturally they are not used to eating such bland food suddenly. Moreover, whether it is porridge or rice, it must be paired with vegetables to be delicious.
Seeing that everyone was ignorant, Song Xuan was not angry. After all, it was only because you were ignorant that I could rip him off. He slightly glared at Shi Meng and continued to communicate with Shui Yun.
After Shuiyun tasted it, he lost interest in this thing called rice, but seeing Song Xuan's great interest, he had no choice but to answer patiently.
"Angel, there are a lot of these things on the other side of the river. I'll take you to see them tomorrow!"
Finally, Shui Yun, who had no other choice, said to Song Xuan, as Song Xuan meant, it was naturally the best thing to directly contact the unharvested water.
The dinner finally came to an end in a pretty good atmosphere, and naturally the next step was the repertoire. People from the two tribes danced in the middle of the room, accompanied by rough singing, which had a unique flavor.
However, Song Xuan couldn't appreciate this kind of flavor. Song Xuan always felt a little awkward about the primitive people wearing furs and dancing in groups.
After some singing and dancing, Song Xuan and others were arranged into the surrounding rooms. Although the room was not big, it would not be a big problem to accommodate more than a dozen people.
After the dance fight ended, Shi Meng and others looked very excited. Song Xuan thought they had won the dance fight and didn't care too much.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Song Xuan laid out his bed, Shui Yun opened the door, and then a group of warblers came in, followed by several panicked women.
Seeing that Song Xuan was a little confused, Shuiyun directly pulled one of them to Song Xuan's side, jabbered, and then retreated.
"Meng, what is this?" Song Xuan asked Shi Meng in confusion.
"Angel! Hehe~"
Looking at Song Xuan who was at a loss, Shi Meng explained in a somewhat obscene manner. This was a way of entertaining guests here. Especially in such a small tribe, when important guests came, they usually chose a few women to go. Serve.
However, most of the people who do this kind of thing are captives in the tribe. These people do not have a high status to begin with. This can not only show respect for the guests, but also increase the population.
And for a long time, everyone has also discovered that tribes that do not communicate with each other eventually disappear. Although they don’t know the reason, everyone has this awareness.
Although he knew that primitive society was somewhat open about sex, the level of openness still exceeded Song Xuan's understanding. Looking at the woman in front of him, his scalp became numb.
