"Hey, hey, why are you crying?"
Yang Cheng hates people crying. If a beautiful primitive female clansman cries in front of him, he may gently hold the female clansman into his arms and comfort her.
But Shi Chang, the eldest man, was half a head taller than Yang Cheng, and now Shi Chang actually started crying in front of Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng felt a little nauseous now, not to mention taking Shi Chang into his arms to comfort him.
"Witch from the Qingque Tribe, wuwu...I...I'm so touched. I didn't expect you to be so kind to our Stone Tribe...so kind..."
Shi Chang wiped away his tears and looked at Yang Cheng with red eyes.
If Shi Liang hadn't been there next to him, he might have knelt on the ground and begged Yang Cheng to be their witch.
"..."
Yang Cheng was speechless. He couldn't tell Shi Chang that I was so kind to you because I was interested in your tribe's labor force, right?
Fortunately, at this time, Yanhu and the others came back and helped Yang Cheng get out of the siege.
"Wu, we are back." Yan Hu shouted.
When everyone heard his words, they followed his gaze and suddenly had different expressions.
The people of the Stone Tribe were stunned, while the people of the Qingque Tribe were a little excited.
I saw the Yanhu people who had just been sent out by Yang Cheng. Each of them carried the corpse of a ferocious beast several times larger than themselves on their shoulders.
Among them, Yan Hu, who is a fifth-grade totem warrior, has the most prey on his body. Not only is there a huge beast corpse on his left and right shoulders, but it can even be sensed from the fluctuations in the remains of the beast corpse that these two beasts are Sixth grade ferocious beast!
"Grandma Earth, am I right?! Just a few people from the Qingque Tribe hunted so many ferocious beasts?"
"You slap me, I feel like I'm dreaming!"
"Snapped!"
"You hit me too hard, it's a shame you were able to kill me!"
"If I don't hit you harder, I won't feel the pain in my hand. Now I can be sure that we are not dreaming. The totem warriors of the Qingque tribe really hunted so many ferocious beasts!"
"There are so many ferocious beasts. If we, the Stone Tribe, went hunting, we might not be able to hunt them down even in ten sunsets."
"Ten sunsets? You think too highly of us. Just the corpses of those two sixth-grade ferocious beasts, our Stone Tribe will not be able to hunt them all throughout the spring, summer, autumn and winter..."
"It's so awesome, so awesome, the totem warriors of the Qingque Tribe are so awesome..."
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Seeing that Yanhu and the others had brought back five or six corpses of ferocious beasts, including two corpses of sixth-grade ferocious beasts, Chang Shi opened his mouth wide and did not bother to thank Yang Cheng anymore.
After staring blankly for a while, he turned his head and stammered to Yang Cheng: "Qingque, the shaman of the Qingque tribe, this is..."
"This is food for you Stone Tribe." Yang Cheng replied with a smile, then looked at the sky and saw that the sun was almost in the middle, "It happens to be almost time, we should have lunch."
"Lunch?" Shi Chang wondered.
"Hey, don't you understand this? It's just lunch!" Hongya shook his head.
"What, you guys have lunch too?" Shi Chang was stunned.
"Of course I have lunch. You won't be hungry if you don't eat. Why do you ask such strange questions?"
Hongya looked at Shi Chang in surprise, but he had forgotten that more than half a year ago, the Qingque tribe also ate two meals a day. It was not until Yang Cheng arrived that it was changed to three meals a day. Sometimes Yang Cheng was hungry at night. Yes, when people are making late-night snacks, they will also eat and drink.
Shi Chang was stunned.
In the Stone Tribe, from the witch down, everyone eats two meals a day, and there is never such a thing as lunch.
Even if you are hungry, you cannot eat more, because there is only so much food, and eating more means less food for the next day, so you have nothing to eat.
And the Qingque tribe in front of them actually wants to have lunch. How much food do they have?
The Qingque Tribe and other people ignored Shi Chang who was still shocked and the tribe members of the Stone Tribe who were talking about and wide-eyed with surprise, and started to make lunch.
The Qingque tribe made lunch very quickly and skillfully. Needless to say, they disposed of the beast's body, then set up a fire and grill, and took out two clay pots.
The main cooking utensils used by the Qingque tribe today are grills and clay pots, both of which are specially made.
Under the guidance of Yang Cheng, the grill began as a simple grill with pieces of meat tied to wooden sticks, and gradually evolved into the current "modern grill" made of mesh made of small wooden sticks and bamboo strips.
Not to mention the clay pot, the shape and appearance are similar to the ceramic pots on earth, and from the initial handle and no lid, it has now become a perfect clay pot with various small structures.
After taking out these two things and stacking the firewood, everyone in the Qingque tribe looked at Yang Cheng.
If Yang Cheng was not there, they would obediently find the wood blocks and small sticks for making fire, and drill the wood in place to make fire.
But when Yang Cheng is present, there is no need to go to such trouble. In the final analysis, the method of drilling wood to make fire is too troublesome, and it is far inferior to Yang Cheng who can be compared to a "human lighter".
"Pyromancer!"
The witchcraft power in front of Yang Cheng fluctuated, and a flame appeared in his hand.
Then Yang Cheng took the flame and threw it towards the fire.
When the flame hit the fire, it seemed like there was fuel to support the combustion. It "popped" and ignited.
This is the magic of witchcraft, it ignites when it encounters objects.
Yang Cheng has experimented, and as long as it is something that can burn, the burning effect of the flame spell composed of witchcraft is much stronger than that of ordinary flames!
Yang Cheng even experimented with fire magic on water. On a small group of water, the fire magic composed of witchcraft can burn!
This made Yang Cheng even more curious about the structure of witchcraft and where it came from. During this trip to the Black Monkey Tribe, he might be able to get the answer from the witchcraft cards in his ancestral land.
Releasing the fire technique only consumed a small amount of Yang Cheng's witchcraft power. This witchcraft power could be restored automatically without entering the meditation space to replenish it.
Yang Cheng clapped his hands gently, as if he had done something insignificant, and said to Yanhu and the others: "You start cooking."
"okay."
Yanhu and the others responded, and then quickly put the cleaned beast carcasses on the grill or threw them into the clay pot.
They were accustomed to Yang Cheng using fire magic to light firewood.
But on the other side, Stone Tribe and others' eyes widened with disbelief!
