028 - The First Cook of the Tribe

"Wizard-sama, wizard-sama?"

At this moment, the thin elder, who had been waiting to see the thief's joke, shouted out and woke the witch from her immersion.

The latter exclaimed, then realized his gaffe, followed closely, and looked at the thief with a blushing face: "Is this the soup?"

Ji Thief nodded: "Master Wizard, what do you think, is it delicious?"

The witch blushed and took the lead.

The thin elder looked incredulous: "Is it so exaggerated?" ”

Ji Thief took out another bowl and filled it and handed it over: "You will know if you taste it." ”

He took it with a snort, and what the thin elder thought in his heart must be that the witch sincerely protected the thief, so he said that it was delicious, just this kind of thing that is similar to water, no matter how delicious it is, it can be more delicious than barbecue.

However, when he swallowed his first mouthful of mushroom broth, it was five seconds before and after, and the whole bowl collapsed.

Holding the bowl in his hand, the thin elder pursed his lips: "So-so, the taste is just like that." ”

The primitive people on the left and right looked at the clean bowl in the hands of the thin elder, it tastes bad, you eat so cleanly, you say it's not delicious, who believes it.

For a while, the thief's cave was full of noisy sounds.

"I don't believe it, I'm going to taste it. ”

"It's just that if it's so delicious, we have to taste it too. ”

Ji Thief smiled helplessly, and hurriedly waved his hand to calm everyone's emotions, and then asked for a bowl from the hands of the thin elder and the witch and served it for them.

There's no way, there are only two fired bowls, which are still used by Ji Thief thinking of being with snow, who knew that such an oolong happened.

Just such a jar of soup, the number one hundred and ten people did not designate enough, that is, more than ten people tasted the soup and began to praise it, and the rest could only look at the empty crockpot.

The thief snorted, so he had to fetch water again, put the mushrooms and minced meat in it, and make a second serving.

There was still some time before the soup was ready, and the thief added charcoal to the stove on one side, and on the other side, the witch and the fat and thin elder, who had already tasted the soup, gathered around and was amazed.

Ji Thief glanced at them coldly, and said in his heart that he wouldn't chisel me now?

Didn't you make a lot of trouble just now?

In the end, it is a group of low-IQ natives, master, I will conquer you with two random moves.

Ji Thief's heart was crooked, and the witch over there spoke: "That..."

Ji Thief hurriedly looked like a pug: "Master Wizard, you say." ”

Don't blame the thief for being spineless, entrust your little life in the hands of this little girl, people say that if you pinch you round, you will be pinched round, and if you are pinched, you will be pinched flat.

"This thing. ”

"It's a crockpot. ”

"Well, this crockpot makes soup, did you come up with it?" asked the witch.

Ji Thief nodded: "Of course, otherwise I beg you to collect clay for what?" Master Wizard, don't underestimate this crockpot, with it, you can greatly save food, for example, in the past, the food for one person was enough for two people to eat now, and they can be full. ”

The thin elder pouted disdainfully: "You can really talk nonsense, and there is enough food for one person to eat for two people." ”

Ji Thief pointed to the mushrooms piled up on the side: "These things, if I cook soup and drink, it will be enough for me to eat for two days, and if I bake them, I can eat them all in one meal." ”

A few people looked in the direction of the thief's finger and saw those mushrooms, and some believed the thief's words.

For no other reason, if the mushrooms are roasted, they can eat them all in one sitting.

In this way, many people showed excited expressions, if it was the same as what Ji Thief said, wouldn't it be so hard for everyone to go out hunting?

As long as you are busy for one day, you will have two days of food to eat, and you can be busy for one day and rest for one day.

When I think of this, all the primitive people can't help but smile.

Thinking about it this way, being hungry for the past two days is nothing, and it's not like I haven't been hungry before.

However, after this thought arose, it was followed by guilt.

What they thought was very simple, it turned out that the Warrior had been thinking about everyone, but why were we so stupid, we misunderstood the Warrior, and we had to chisel the Warrior.

How sad this must be for the Warriors.

There are not a few primitive people who have such thoughts, and one counts as one, and they all bow their heads in shame.

The witch reached out and grabbed the thief, who had keenly picked up important information from the thief's words.

"What you just said about one serving of food can be eaten by two people, is it true?"

Ji Thief nodded, then looked left and right, lowered his head to the witch's ear, and said softly: "Not only that, I make this crockpot, but I can also boil herbs to cure your illness Master Wizard." ”

One sentence, like a thunderbolt from the sky, made the witch stunned in place.

It turned out that he had always misunderstood the thief, and that people were collecting clay not for fun at all, he was making a clay pot to help the clansmen and help himself, and he did it, which can be said to be meritorious.

Alas, I don't believe him.

At the thought of this, the witch couldn't help but bow her head and blame herself.

Like her, there is also the fat and thin elder, the former because he passed the wrong word, so that the witch misunderstood the thief. The latter didn't know how to face the thief, after all, he was still mocking a lot one second, and the next second, the thief used facts to prove to him, the contrast between before and after made the thin elder a little unable to raise his head.

Ji Thief secretly looked at the expressions of several people, chuckled, and said in his heart, you blame yourself, the more you blame yourself, the better, the more you blame yourself, the more nourishing my life in the tribe will be in the future.

With joy in his heart, the thief couldn't help but hum a little song, and took a wooden spoon to distribute the cooked soup to the melon-eating masses.

A crisis is resolved between primitive people who have a satisfied look on their faces after drinking the soup.

There are so many mushrooms, originally it was just a random collection of thieves, and I didn't expect it to cause today's incident.

After most people have tasted the mushroom soup, the storage of the thief has been exhausted.

The primitive people who had already tasted the delicious mushroom soup were full of praise, and those who couldn't taste it listened to the words of their companions and couldn't stop swallowing saliva in their stomachs.

Ah Niu was among them, drooling, staring at the crockpot with longing eyes.

Ji Thief turned the clay pot upside down: "It's gone." ”

The rest of the primitive people like Ah Niu all showed disappointed looks.

"Hmph, you don't want everyone to eat it, you don't want to tell a lie, it's really stingy. Ah Niu, who couldn't taste the mushroom soup, said angrily.

Ji Thief frowned: "You also saw it, it's not that I'm stingy, it's really gone." ”

After all, there were witches and fat and thin elders present, Ah Niu didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and snorted and didn't continue.

"Warrior, you're doing a good job of clay. ”

With a deep groan, the witch spoke.

Her words are tantamount to admitting her mistakes.

The primitive people present, like the witches, all bowed their heads to the thieves and admitted their mistakes.

For their performance, Ji Thief waved his hand, Lao Tzu forgive you!

Of course, he only thought about this in his heart, and he didn't dare to say it.

"This clay pot is very useful, the collection of clay, I will let the clansmen continue, if there is anything needed, you can mention it, I only have one request, let the clansmen have this crockpot as much as possible. The witch's words made the thief, who had just been a little excited after listening to the first half of the sentence, stunned.

No, what does that mean?

Do you use me as a free laborer?

Sisters, I build crockpots for myself, not for you to serve the public.

"Sacks. The thief shouted.

The witch wondered, "What bag?"

"Well, there's no wizard, but that crockpot isn't that easy to make, and when everyone gets it, I'm afraid it will delay everyone..."

The thief believes that what he means is obvious enough that the witch should be able to understand it, that is, I don't want to serve everyone.

However, she didn't know if the witch was really stupid or pretending to be confused, she shook her head and said, "It's okay, everyone can afford to wait, I'm sure everyone likes the soup you drink." ”

When the words fell, all the primitives nodded frantically: "Uh-huh." ”

They were happy, but the thief was dumbfounded, I, I, how did I go from the first warrior of the tribe to the head of the tribe's cook?

Seeing the witch lead everyone to leave satisfied, the thief shouted loudly behind him: "Sister, sister, don't go yet, let's discuss whether it will be successful, or you will chisel me to the top, I am really not the material for cooking." ”