The aroma of rice porridge spread in the cave and successfully attracted the attention of primitive people. The primitive people shook their noses and looked at the steaming rice pot with a look of amazement.

For primitive people who are hungry and full all year round, even the right to mate cannot resist the temptation of a delicious meal. After all, the sages of the earth have already summed it up, and only when you are warm can you think.

Boom!

Boom!

The cave was full of the sound of swallowing saliva, including the old patriarch Yingzheng, and his eyes were also attracted by the iron pot.

That strange aroma is definitely something that Lao Yingzheng has never smelled in his life. Even the meat that was picked up in the mountains and forests after the fire did not smell like the food brought by the great gods.

"It's so fragrant......" Looking at the steaming porridge in the big iron pot, Lao Yingzheng muttered to himself.

In this strange atmosphere, Fang Lei also swallowed his saliva, I have to say that people are social animals, even if Fang Lei has become a god!

In normal times, he would never think that a pot of porridge could be so fragrant.

As a god, Fang Ti is not polite at all.

I saw that he took a bowl by himself, filled himself with a bowl of rice porridge, took out a bag of mustard from the pile of goods, tore it open, and ate it slowly with rice porridge.

Not to mention, in the cave of primitive people, you can drink a bowl of porridge, and the taste is really sweet!

Purr!

A mouthful of mustard, a mouthful of rice porridge, Fang is tired and happy.

But gradually, he couldn't eat anymore.

Around him, hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him in unison, and the sound of saliva swallowing was like a quartet, one after another.

When anyone eats, they are stared at by hundreds of hungry wolf-like eyes, and I am afraid that they will not be able to eat with peace of mind!

What's more, he was still an ordinary earthling, even if he became a god now, he couldn't cultivate a high-minded mentality for a while!

"Eat, everybody's eating together. ”

Fang Lei laughed dryly, and instructed the patriarch, "Yingzheng, you come to maintain order, distribute porridge in the order of the old, young, and weak, and let everyone eat a full meal first." If the porridge is not enough, continue to cook, and ...... according to the method just now."

The voice did not fall.

A tsunami of cheers rang out from the cave.

Primitive tribes, food is the top priority of survival, and the majesty of the gods has once again been pushed to the top.

Patriarch Yingzheng couldn't wait, the white flowers were really fragrant, as the patriarch, he wanted to give the first bowl of porridge to himself, but in the end he held back.

The great god favors the old, the weak, the weak, the women, and the young, and although it contradicts the tribe's consistent teachings, God cannot be wrong.

Therefore, even if he was hungry, Yingzheng still resolutely carried out God's instructions, besides, everything was brought by God, and he had no power to dispose of it.

Bowls of porridge were distributed in order, and everyone who received the porridge would persistently bow to Fang Ti first, and then serve it to the side to enjoy it.

Looking at the primitive people who were gobbling up in gratitude and happiness, Fang Lei knew that he had completely become the god of this tribe.

Great power, delicious ...... never eaten before These are enough for all primitive people to embrace themselves.

Thinking of this, Fang Lei suddenly stood up, he held a rice bowl, glanced around, and said in a deep voice:

"My people, I have brought this food back from my kingdom of God, and tell me aloud, 'Are these things delicious?'

"Delicious!" In unison, all the primitive people echoed Fang Ti loudly.

Fang Lei smiled on his face and nodded with satisfaction: "Do you want to continue eating in the future, or even eat every day?"

"Think!" The temptation of food can definitely make any primitive person lose his mind. Not to mention, the great god must have his own reasons for asking, so all primitive people shouted out their inner demands without thinking about it.

"Good!"

Fang Ti burst into a shout, he held the porcelain bowl in his hand high, like a revolutionary fighter in the hard years, and said in an impassioned tone:

"My people, the glory of the gods needs you to spread, and I need you to conquer more humans to join our tribe, and you need to search for something for me. ”

"When the time comes, I will grant you delicious food, warm shelter, and even great power. ”

"Now, tell me out loud, are you willing to fight for the glory of the Lord of the Stars?"

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!"

I have to say that primitive people are a group of stupid and cute people, just a bowl of white porridge and the ethereal glory of the gods, they all become enthusiastic one by one.

Looking at those primitive people who couldn't wait to go out now to spread the glory of the gods, Fang Lei shook his head slightly again: "The believers of the gods are really a group of stupid and cute people." ”

For such a group of believers, Fang Ti did not intend to let them have unnecessary losses. Therefore, after mobilizing, Fang Lei sat down on the stone again and began to think about how to make the primitive people expand their territory as smoothly as possible.

"The nutrition of food, the power of technology, and the advantages of modern productivity......"

Unconsciously, Fang Lei had already begun to think from the perspective of a tribe master. But he didn't think about it for long, and Fang Ti suddenly remembered a very serious question:

"On Earth, I don't have any money!"

In a civilized society, if ordinary people don't have money, it means they can't.

Thinking of this, Fang Ti couldn't help but cough lightly, attracting the attention of all primitive people:

"My people, now your gods need your help. Have you ever seen a golden metal, or a shiny stone in your neighborhood, and if so, I would like you to bring those things before my eyes. ”

As a god of a primitive tribe, Fang Lei's words are not an exaggeration to say that they are holy decrees.

With a buzz, the primitive people began to discuss while drinking porridge. Soon, in Fang Ti's gaze, a primitive man reluctantly put down the bowl in his hand and ran out towards the outside of the cave.

Primitive people are not stupid, they have eaten a full meal, naturally they will not continue to spend time on eating.

After all, these foods come from great gods, and the benefits of pleasing the gods are definitely not as simple as this bit of food.

Soon, a large number of primitive people disappeared into the cave, leaving Fang Ti in this apprehension with anticipation.

Now in the other world, there is no Internet, otherwise Fang Ti will definitely search for it, how to sell the stolen goods after making a windfall......

Fang Lei was too ordinary, so ordinary that after encountering a lot of things, he couldn't know what to do at the first time.