Chapter 113: Grab the broth? What is broth?

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"no problem."

Yang Cheng nodded and began to count the animal skin bags on the ground.

There were five Vine Tribe warriors who came to the Qingque Tribe this time, and each of them was carrying six animal skin bags, which was exactly thirty animal skin bags.

According to the previous exchange rules set by Yang Cheng, the salt in an animal skin bag can be exchanged for two ferocious beast corpses, or a bucket of clear water.

Thirty skin bags are sixty corpses, or thirty buckets of clear water.

This is nothing to the Qingque tribe.

On the contrary, each animal skin bag contains fifteen or six kilograms of salt, which can be filtered and ground into two kilograms of fine salt. Thirty animal skin bags are equivalent to about sixty kilograms of fine salt.

Together with the amount of salt mines exchanged before, it is enough for more than fifty people in the Qingque tribe to consume for more than a month!

Yanhu and the others nearby saw the salt placed on the ground by several members of the Teng tribe, and the commotion became even more intense.

Everyone's faces were filled with joy, which made Hongya and Mai even more confused. What's wrong with everyone?

Just these nasty salts, right?

Qiuye also saw the commotion among the people in the Qingque tribe, and was equally puzzled.

how? Are these salt mines so popular among the Qingque tribe?

It shouldn't be. Although everyone in the Qingque tribe was happy about the few animal skin bags left behind last time, they were not happy to this extent.

Qiuye was confused when Yang Cheng asked again: "I don't know how Qiuye are going to change it, whether it is to change it to ferocious beast meat or to clear water?"

After hearing his words, Qiuye thought for a while and decided to exchange networks with Yang Cheng later.

With the net, it is much easier to obtain food, and it takes a lot of time on the way back from the Qingque Tribe to the Vine Tribe, and exchanging too many ferocious beast corpses can easily lead to spoilage.

Hua Xuan likes to drink clear water. If she exchanges more and takes them back, Hua Xuan will be happy!

So, after Qiuye finished thinking, he said: "Shaman of the Qingque tribe, I plan to exchange the bodies of thirty ferocious beasts and fifteen bamboo barrels of water."

The smile on Yang Cheng's face became even wider. Although exchanging the corpses of ferocious beasts was not a big deal for the Qingque tribe, it was actually a bit troublesome.

Because these days, all the totem warriors are busy building earth walls, and there are not many ferocious beast corpses stored by the tribe. If they exchange with the totem tribe, a group of totem warriors will be allocated to hunt and replenish food.

But if you change the water, it’s a no-brainer!

Just filter it and boil it. Moreover, tribes do not use stone pots to boil water before. Now tribes have pottery, which can boil water faster and more efficiently.

Fifteen bamboo buckets of water are enough for one night.

"There is no problem with the beast's corpse." Yang Cheng nodded and smiled: "It's just fifteen buckets of water. You have to wait all night. Our tribe needs to prepare.

How about this, you stay one night, our tribe treats you to dinner, and then leave tomorrow? "

Speaking of eating, Qiuye couldn't help but recall the sixth-grade ferocious beasts he ate at the Qingque Tribe last time, as well as the tender and tender fish meat.

Thinking like this, she almost stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, but luckily she held it back in time and didn't show it in front of everyone.

"Okay, thank you to the witches of the Qingque tribe."

Qiuye bowed again, and he had to use witchcraft to exchange nets with Yang Cheng anyway.

"Hey, you're welcome, our tribe is more than happy to treat friendly tribes to dinner!"

Yang Cheng had a smile on his face and what he said was true.

Without inviting Qiu Ye in for dinner, how could he not sell the pottery pot? Yang Cheng was still waiting to use the pottery to get more things from the Vine Tribe.

"Let's go, guests from the Vine Tribe are here today, let's start dinner in advance!",

Yang Cheng turned around and waved his hand.

"okay!"

In an instant, everyone shouted excitedly, put down their tools one by one, and rushed to the "canteen area".

This makes Hongya and Mai very confused. Why is there not enough food in the tribe? Are you trying to steal a meal?

Hongya grabbed Shortya who was about to run next to him, and asked in confusion: "Brother, what's going on? Why are everyone running so fast?"

Short Ya had already made a running move, but Hong Ya grabbed his clothes. He could only watch everyone running happily before disappearing in a flash.

There was no other way, so Short Ya could only beat his chest and feet, turned his head and complained to Hong Ya:

"Hey, brother, why are you holding me back? I won't be able to grab the broth later!"

"broth?"

"What it is?"

Hongya and Mai were confused and their eyes were blank.

"Hey, what can I tell you? Wu Xin made something called pottery. Meat can be turned into broth by boiling it in pottery."

Short Ya thought for a while, and explained while gesticulating: "After adding salt, it tastes very delicious, but the witch doesn't allow us to eat too much, saying that eating too much will easily burst our stomachs, so the amount of each meal is There’s only so much, and if it’s too late, there won’t be any left.”

Having said this, Short Ya sighed again: "Oh, brother, it's a good thing you didn't hold me back. I could have grabbed some food for you, but now we can't even eat it!"

Meow meow meow?

Hongya and Mai were even more confused. They looked at each other and felt like three question marks were popping up on their heads.

They couldn't understand what Short Ya said.

It seems that Wu has created something super powerful again?

Yang Cheng is not worried about running out of food and having nothing to eat.

He is the highest-ranking shaman in the Qingque tribe!

If he is not present, who dares to open his mouth to eat?

So Yang Cheng took Qiu Ye and the others and walked slowly to the cafeteria. While walking, he talked to Qiu Ye and admired the beautiful scenery of the mountains and peaks on the side.

Well, it's really big...

A certain Master Wu, who did not want to be named while admiring the beautiful scenery and holding back a nosebleed, was feeling emotional in his heart.

After walking slowly for a while.

Qiuye felt a little impatient. It wasn't the eyes of Yanhu and Cangshi who kept looking at her with vigilant eyes, nor the eyes of a certain Master Wu who didn't want to be named.

But Yang Cheng's walking speed was too slow, more than five or six times slower than her usual walking speed.

It was okay to walk for a while, but after walking for a long time, Qiuye couldn't stand the slow speed.

So Zhi Laizhi didn't know what tactful Qiu Ye meant, so he planned to speak up and let Yang Yangcheng go faster.

at this time.

A fragrance wafted from a distance, and Qiuye immediately forgot to speak. Her nose twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but take a breath.

What a delicious smell!

Qiuye suddenly stood there, unable to walk!

At the same time, a "gurgling" sound came from her stomach, and not only her, but the other four warriors behind her also paused on the spot.