The two girls, Xu Xiaolu and Zhao Bingqian, admired Wang Dachun.
I almost got my head cut off when I came here, but this guy came and was treated like a God.
Why is the gap between people so big!
Wang Dachun waved his big hand again, and a huge crocodile suddenly appeared.
hiss!
Zaklu and others gasped, they really didn't understand how Wang Dachun could conjure so many things out of thin air like a magic trick.
He is worthy of being the messenger of the Moon God. This method is just like that of a god.
Zakru stood up and bowed respectfully to Wang Dachun, "Great! This damn monster has already devoured the lives of several of our tribesmen. Thank you, Lord Messenger, for killing it!"
This crocodile weighing over a thousand kilograms is very ferocious and has eaten several savages. They have also rounded up the crocodile before, but there is nothing they can do about it while it is hiding in the river. Every time they are rounded up, they suffer heavy losses.
Now that they were killed by Wang Dachun, they felt bad in their hearts and burst into tears of gratitude to Wang Dachun.
Wang Dachun showed a pretentious smile, "This reptile is not worthy of my envoy's action. It was killed by my envoy's pet."
In fact, if this crocodile hadn't stupidly swallowed the carrot head, Wang Dachun would have been no match for it in the water.
Of course, if Wang Dachun is on the shore, he can kill it instantly.
Carrot Head immediately smiled proudly.
Zaklu and others were even more surprised. One of Wang Dachun's pets could easily kill this big reptile, so his own strength was probably close to that of a god!
Thinking of this, the savages became more respectful to Wang Dachun, as if he were a god.
Wang Dachun ordered: "Skin and cramp this big reptile and roast it later!"
"Yes, Lord Messenger!"
A dozen savages came over immediately and carried the crocodile out.
Wang Dachun turned over the barbecue on the shelf and sprinkled salt on it.
The salt is roasted by the high temperature and gradually penetrates into the meat, making a sizzling sound.
Half an hour later, the meat was almost done, and the meat was fragrant.
The savages twitched their noses one by one, feeling like the gluttons in their stomachs were about to be hooked out.
"It smells so good! It smells so good!"
"Is this cooked meat? Just smelling it will make you salivate!" Suharto said, wiping his saliva.
Zaklu rubbed his hands and said, "Sir Messenger, can I have a taste first?"
Wang Dachun smiled and tore off a small piece of meat and gave it to him, "Here!"
Zakru put the piece of meat into his mouth and almost bit off his tongue, "It's delicious! It's so delicious!"
The children all watched eagerly, each one swallowing furiously. In this tribe, the hierarchy is very strict. When eating, everyone eats first, then the adults, and finally the children.
Wang Dachun took out the brush and applied oil on the barbecue. He had almost everything in his magic space. Even if he was stuck somewhere one day, he could still live a happy life.
This is the thinking of people who have been poor for too long in the past: If you accumulate enough food, you can be short of everything, but you can't go hungry.
Wang Dachun waved to the nearest little girl, and then tore a large piece of meat to her.
The little girl looked at the fragrant meat and swallowed her saliva, then looked at Zakru again.
Zakru nodded, and the little girl took the meat and started eating it.
Wang Dachun touched the child's head and sighed, "Poor child!"
Wang Dachun distributed the meat, "Everyone, let's have a taste!"
The savages began to feast, and they all praised it. This was the first time they had eaten cooked meat, and they almost swallowed their tongues.
Some people say that wild animals like to eat raw meat, but the fact is that no one cooks the meat for them.
Wang Dachun saw Xu Xiaolu and Zhao Bingqian standing in the distance swallowing their saliva, and waved to them, "You guys should come over and have something to eat too!"
"Well, thank you!"
The two women were filled with gratitude to Wang Dachun. If it weren't for Wang Dachun, they would have had their heads cut off by these barbarians, and they would probably be eaten as food.
I shudder just thinking about it.
The two women took the barbecue and ate it in a very unladylike manner.
When Wang Dachun saw the two women reincarnated like starving ghosts, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "No way, you are very hungry?"
"We're not just hungry, we're starving to death. We haven't eaten for almost two days!" Zhao Bingqian said quickly while eating.
Xu Xiaolu nodded, "Maybe they plan to sacrifice us and starve us on purpose. But even if that's not the case, we won't eat their food. It's all raw and disgusting!"
Wang Dachun chuckled, "Don't be impatient, eat slowly, there will be crocodile meat in a while, I promise you will eat enough!"
Just as he was talking, the washed crocodile meat was brought up, and Wang Dachun asked them to set up several more fires to roast it separately.
Finally, Wang Dachun took out another large pot and cooked a large pot of rice.
He wants to teach these uncivilized savages to improve their lives.
When the rice was cooked, Wang Dachun took out the bowls and chopsticks and taught them how to use them.
Finally, Wang Dachun asked them if they would like to go out of the mountains and live with them.
The savages showed resistance, saying that they had lived here for generations, and their ancestors had warned them that the outside world was dangerous, and they were unwilling to contact outsiders under any circumstances.
Wang Dachun nodded without forcing it. After all, the outside world was too unfamiliar to them, and they would be out of place even if they came out.
On the contrary, it may attract the attention of some people with ulterior motives and put them into a dangerous situation.
Finally, Wang Dachun took out the roasted golden chicken for everyone to taste.
The savages all praised each other.
Wang Dachun did not forget the purpose of his visit, and asked them if they wanted to eat golden chicken in the future, they could exchange for something of equal value.
He believed that there must be some good things passed down from generation to generation by these people.
Finally, Zakru and the others took out a lot of things they thought were good: animal bones, shells, beautiful jade, and even sparkling golden stones.
Wang Dachun picked up a golden stone and said in surprise: "I'll go! This must be gold ore!"
This ore is so shiny that it looks like a rich gold mine.
Zaklu asked Wang Dachun, "Mr. Messenger, can I exchange this golden stone for a golden chicken?"
Wang Dachun grinned almost to his ears, but he pretended to be calm and said calmly: "Okay, how many golden stones do you have?"
"There are many, many! May I ask the envoy, can such a piece be exchanged for a golden chicken?"
Zaklu picked up the fist-sized gold ore and asked Wang Dachun. He was not very interested in the gold ore, but was only concerned about whether he could get a golden chicken.
Wang Dachun swallowed his saliva, "Yes! It's so awesome!"
Zaklu immediately asked someone to bring over a pile of gold ore, "We want a thousand golden chickens."
Wang Dachun's eyes turned green when he looked at the pile of glittering gold ore, "Okay, deal!"
