At the canteen of the Qingque Tribe, the tribesmen have gathered here, waiting for meals to be served on time every day.
The appearance of bamboo shoots has rekindled the appetite of the tribe, making the tribe members of the Qingque tribe look forward to dinner every day.
Because there are not many bamboo shoots, Yang Cheng stipulates that bamboo shoots can only be eaten in the evening every day, not breakfast and lunch.
Even so, it was just as Yang Cheng expected.
After this group of greedy primitive people learned about the deliciousness of bamboo shoots, the bamboo forest suffered. There were large and small pits on the ground. After the tribesmen learned the origin of bamboo shoots from Yan Lin and Xing, they took them. They were excavated with wooden sticks and bamboo pieces.
"Xia, is the food ready? I'm starving."
Yan Lin touched her flat belly and shouted into the kitchen.
Xia's voice came from the kitchen: "It's been done a long time ago."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's eat quickly!"
Sachi, who was next to him, was impatient and urged.
"But Wu hasn't come back yet." Xia said, "He and Lulu have been going there for who knows what, and they haven't seen anyone yet."
"Yeah, what are they doing, Xing, why don't you go and see?"
"Me?" Xing pointed at himself, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked, "Why didn't you go?"
"Didn't you just say you were hungry?"
"I'm hungry, so I'm going. Why not you? Aren't you also hungry?"
"That won't work. I smell the bamboo shoots and I can't walk anymore."
"Hmph, then you..."
Before he finished speaking, someone shouted: "It's Wu, Wu and the others are back."
Hearing this, Yan Lin and Xing couldn't care less about continuing to argue and looked away.
Then she saw two figures walking in the distance. One figure was holding something that looked like a chair in his hand, and the other figure was slightly shorter, but was carrying a wooden thing that was even bigger than her on its shoulders.
Everyone hurried over to take a look.
As they got closer, everyone could see it more clearly.
The thing that looked like a chair in the wizard's hand was actually just a chair, but it was made of bamboo.
The slightly shorter figure next to him is Lulu.
The big guy carried on Lulu's shoulders was something that no one had ever seen before.
Seeing everyone gathering around him, Yang Cheng felt a little uncomfortable.
He was a big man, and he was carrying a very light chair, while the delicate and cute animal-eared girl was carrying a guy several times bigger than her.
If you put this on earth and walk on the street, you will definitely be looked at strangely by other people.
However, in primitive society and the Qingque tribe, everyone took this for granted.
Who is Yang Cheng? He is a witch. Why must he be exhausted to death with such a big thing?
On the contrary, Lulu is a witch and an eighth-grade totem warrior. She won't be tired at all when carrying something of this weight.
Everyone was just curious about what this thing was carrying on Lulu's shoulders.
"Witch, what is this?"
Yan Lin curiously pointed to the seven-wheel fan carried on Lulu's shoulder.
"Bang!"
The huge seven-wheel fan fell to the ground, sinking the ground.
Yang Cheng waved his hand and asked Lulu to put down the seven-wheel fan, and then said with a smile: "This is used to blow the air for you and cool everyone down."
"Cool?"
As soon as Yang Cheng finished speaking, everyone's eyes lit up.
They were already feeling a little hot due to the weather. They were just discussing what to do about the heat. Unexpectedly, Wu immediately came up with a tool that could cool them down.
"Witch, how is this used?"
Mai asked impatiently.
"It's easy, just turn this thing."
Yang Cheng smiled, held the handle extending from the main body of the seven-wheel fan, and used all his strength to turn the main body of the seven-wheel fan.
Then under Yang Cheng's force, the main body of the seven-wheel fan slowly rotated, and the blades of the seven-wheel fan also began to rotate.
The blades of the seven-wheel fan are one foot long, which is about three meters, and the seven-wheel fan has seven fans, just like a small windmill.
With such a turn, a huge cool wind suddenly blew over, causing the hair and clothes of the tribesmen to flutter. Even if you get closer, the strong wind force makes people unable to open their eyes. .
"It's so cool!"
"It's such a strong wind!"
"So comfortable!"
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The wind of the seven-wheel fan is very strong. In front of the seven-wheel fan, the people of the Qingque tribe suddenly feel that their bodies are very cool, and the heat on the surface of their bodies disappears.
Yang Cheng just started to turn the seven-wheel fan, which was a bit laborious. After the seven-wheel fan was fully rotated, under the force of inertia, it became much easier to use more force.
However, Yang Cheng stopped spinning after two turns. Instead, Yan Lin and Xing stayed there.
It's not that Yang Cheng squeezes the beast-eared girl, but Yan Lin and Xing have such playful personalities. When fun and interesting things appear, they always want to be the first to experience them.
With the seven-wheel fan, everyone finally felt much more comfortable when eating.
It can be seen from the food eaten by everyone that although the appearance of bamboo shoots in the past few days has whetted everyone's appetite, the amount of ferocious beast meat has not increased but decreased.
Or because of the hot weather, no one had much appetite. In the past, everyone could eat less than half of the beast, but now they can only eat two or three kilograms.
But today, with the Seven-Wheel Fan, everyone's appetite has obviously increased a lot, and they have regained the appetite of half a ferocious beast.
After eating, I was full.
Yang Cheng put down the pottery bowl in his hand, and Xia, who knew what he was used to, immediately brought over a bowl of boiled water.
Yang Cheng picked up the bowl, took a few sips, and then put it down.
"Wu, what's wrong? Doesn't the water taste good?"
Xia was a little confused when he saw this. In the past, Yang Cheng always drank the water in big gulps.
Yang Cheng shook his head and said, "No, the water is too warm and it won't be pleasant to drink."
Xia suggested: "Witch, how about I go to the well and fetch some cold water?"
Yang Cheng waved his hand and said: "When the cold water is pumped up and filtered, it will no longer be cold."
"Wu, what should I do? The weather is so hot. Even if the water is boiled and placed in a shaded place, the temperature of the water is still not as cold as when it was freshly drawn from the well." Xia frowned and said worriedly.
"Yeah, this weather, it's just the beginning of summer... If it's midsummer, won't it be even hotter?"
Yang Cheng thought for a while and suddenly said: "By the way, you can use ice."
"With ice?"
At this time, Yan Lin, who was tired of shaking the seven-wheel fan, came over. He happened to hear Yang Cheng's words and immediately shook his head: "Wu, no, you told me this is summer, the weather is so hot, where does the ice come from?" ah.
Even if you ask Xia to change her name to Winter, it won't work, and Bing won't be there either. "
