But out of curiosity, by the time Qiuye and others drank the broth, it was already half an hour later.
And there was only a little bit to drink, leftover from the meals of the ordinary people of the Qingque Tribe.
According to the rules set by Yang Cheng, the Qingque tribe now cooks meat in four clay pots. Three clay pots are for Yang Cheng and the totem warriors, and the remaining clay pot is reserved for ordinary tribesmen.
Of course, this is not because Yang Cheng is stingy. The main reason is that there are only four clay pots. It is not impossible to cook another round, but it would be a waste of time and it is easy to cook too much and make the tribesmen unable to walk. road.
Simply wait for Lulu to burn more clay pots, and add two more clay pots for each meal of the Qingque tribe.
Hongya and Mai watched Qiuye and the other four people sharing the broth at the bottom of the pot. Each of them first carefully ate in their mouths, then stayed in place in shock, and finally seemed to enjoy it very much.
Hongya and Mai couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart!
Hey, this is their Qingque tribe, and this is what the witch made!
But they couldn't help but lick their mouths. The two of them were still savoring the way the broth entered their mouths. Now Hongya and Mai knew why when it came to eating, everyone rushed to eat.
It turns out the rice is so delicious!
The two of them have gained experience and have made up their minds. The next time the meal is served, they must be in front. Just drinking a bowl of broth is not enough!
On this side, the layer of broth at the bottom of the clay pot was shared by Akiba and the five others.
Since Qiuye is a sixth-grade totem warrior, she received more broth. There was half a little finger deep of broth in the bamboo bowl.
The other four passers-by, A, B, C and D, were much pitiful. Each of their bamboo bowls was only as deep as a fingernail.
However, the five people drank the broth they ordered for ten minutes.
After they finally finished drinking, they stuck out their tongues and licked the inside of the bamboo bowl, not letting go of any remaining soup. In the end, the bamboo bowl looked the same before it was filled with broth, and it still looked the same after it was filled. It even seemed to be A little cleaner.
"too delicious."
Qiuye put down the bamboo bowl and praised her. The horse's tail behind her kept wagging, showing that she was in a very good mood.
She looked at the members of the Qingque tribe who were packing up the pots and preparing to clean them, her eyes fixed on the pots with eager eyes.
If it weren't for her image as a vine tribe, she would have wanted to snatch those pots away and then lick up the remaining soup on the pots.
She tried to control her thoughts, cruelly moved her head away from the pot, turned to Yang Cheng and asked, "Witches of the Qingque Tribe, what is the name of this thing you use to cook meat?"
"It's called a clay pot."
"Can that be exchanged?"
"No." Yang Cheng's face was stern and he said: "It is an artifact given to us by Grandmother Earth. It is very precious. You have also seen that our tribe only has four pots, and they must not be exchanged!"
"Is it really not possible?" Qiuye frowned and asked anxiously: "What about our tribe using witchcraft?"
At any time, people’s pursuit of delicious food is fanatical.
This thing called a "clay pot" can actually make delicious broth. If you take this back to Hua Xuan, let her taste the delicious food and smile with happiness.
Qiuye feels that the exchange for witchcraft is completely worth it.
At this moment, she had forgotten about the task of exchanging nets with witchcraft.
net? What is that thing, is it important to have a clay pot that can make delicious food?
witchcraft?
Hearing that Qiuye planned to use witchcraft in exchange, the faces of everyone around him were filled with joy.
The making process of pottery has been seen by the people of the Qingque tribe. The original body is just a lump of mud?
And what is witchcraft?
It is the inheritance of a tribe.
With witchcraft, not only will the witch become more powerful, but the witch dominoes produced will also be diverse, affecting the strength of the tribe.
Exchange!
Exchange!
Isn't it just a pottery pot? The kiln is already being fired by the witch Lulu. In a few days, seven or eight more pottery pots will be made!
Short Ya, who looked delighted, was about to speak when Yang Cheng glared at him and told him to shut up.
Yang Cheng had a plan in mind.
After someone takes a look at the net, they can easily associate it with how it was made, and they can replicate it by going back and experimenting.
Pottery is not like a net. No matter how you look at it, if you don't know the principles and methods, you can't copy it at all. It is still unique to the Qingque tribe.
Yang Cheng wanted to change to witchcraft, but he had to raise the price when selling things.
Looking at the happy faces of the clan members around him, Yang Cheng decided to send them away. There was absolutely no way they could be sold around, it was too revealing.
"Ahem, why are you still here? You all should go and take a rest. While you are free now, you can throw tree rings. By the way, deal with those salt mines as well." Yang Cheng coughed twice and said.
Although everyone was interested in hearing how Yang Cheng exchanged witchcraft, but Yang Cheng said this, they did not dare to say anything, and they all went to do what they were supposed to do.
After they left, Yanhu and Cangshi were left behind to protect them.
Yang Cheng turned around and faced Qiuye's eyes staring at him. He pretended to hesitate, but finally shook his head and said: "No, Qiuye warrior, the pottery pot was accidentally obtained by our tribe. It was given to us by Grandmother Earth." The artifact cannot be exchanged."
Being rejected by Yang Cheng, Qiuye did not show any disappointment, but became calm again.
Because Qiuye was confident, she noticed Yang Cheng's hesitation and guessed that Yang Cheng was in a state of uncertainty.
That’s right too!
What is witchcraft?
It is something that can affect whether a tribe is strong or not!
The earthenware pot is just a cooking tool used to make delicious broth!
"Let's do this. In addition to exchanging a witchcraft for the witches of the Qingque tribe." A look of confidence flashed across Qiuye's cold face, "Our tribe will exchange twenty animal skin bags of salt for your tribe's witches." How about a clay pot?”
Qiuye believes that Yang Cheng will agree.
Because she was sure that the Qingque tribe needed salt very much, just now on the earth wall, she carefully noticed that each of the Qingque tribe looked extremely excited when they saw the salt they brought.
Although Qiuye doesn't understand such unpalatable salt, why does the Qingque tribe need so much?
But whatever!
Just use it to exchange for a clay pot that makes delicious food!
Qiuye's words made Yang Cheng more certain that there was a salt mine near the Teng tribe.
"Tsk tsk, the Teng tribe is really lucky. There is a salt mine nearby. How can I, the Qingque tribe, find a tiny salt mine in the past ten days? There are many ferocious beasts wandering nearby. , otherwise, why would I still try my best to exchange salt with the Vine Tribe."
Yang Cheng sighed in his heart.
But facing Qiuye's proposal, he showed a hesitant expression.
