With the return of the people of the Neighboring Wind Tribe, bursts of cheers rang out in the cave of the Neighboring Wind Tribe, and joy filled the entire tribe.

When some of the people who had returned from the Qingque tribe had the courage to say that they wanted to join the Qingque tribe, and also invited the rest of the tribe to join the good-natured Qingque tribe as well, the old primitive who had been listening to the movement with his ears pricked up bent down and touched his hand on a shoe, and as long as something was wrong, he took off his shoes and lent them to the people of the neighboring wind tribe to use.

However, what happened next made the old primitives of the Wind Tribe quite regrettable.

After learning the news from these people who had returned from the Qingque tribe, the reaction of the leader of the neighboring wind tribe was as strong as that of the leader of the wind tribe, but the difference was that one rolled his eyes angrily, and the other was extremely surprised, grabbing the speaker's hand tightly and confirming it over and over again, for fear that the news was fake.

When it was confirmed that these were true, the leaders of the Neighboring Wind Tribe, led by the Neighboring Wind Tribe, and the people of the Neighboring Wind Tribe, couldn't help but let out bursts of cheers.

For these people who have returned from the Qingque tribe, the leader of the neighboring wind tribe has no doubts about how kind and rich the Qingque tribe is.

Not to mention the clothes on the people who returned from the Qingque tribe, the food and salt they brought back alone were enough to convince them.

Especially after hearing that there is still something in the Qingque tribe that can make people sweat hot by sleeping on it in such weather, the people of the neighboring wind tribe who stayed in the cave became even more eager to join the Qingque tribe.

Because they had enough of eating one by one, the entrance to the cave was not tightly blocked, and everyone slept together around the fire at night, and they were still shivering from the cold.

The matter of eating three delicious meals a day is something that the people of the neighboring wind tribe dare not ask for, as long as there is something that these people of their own tribe say are extremely warm to sleep.

Seeing that this thing was successfully completed like this, the old primitive man who was always ready could only put back the shoes that had been half taken off with great regret.

After confirming that as long as they followed the trade team of the Qingque tribe, they would not be harmed if they walked in the ice and snow, and no one would freeze to death, and the people of the neighboring wind tribe couldn't wait to pack up.

There was not the slightest sadness, but it was full of joy, this hole was too big, and they always poured wind into it, and they didn't want to stay in it for a moment.

It is said that it is to clean up, but in fact, there is nothing to clean up, and the most thing to do is to re-move the food and salt earned by those who returned from the Qingque tribe to the climbing plough outside.

As for the neighboring wind tribe's own property, the lack is really pitiful.

Because as early as when they came here from the Qingque Lord's tribe, the old primitives said to Han Cheng that they wanted to bring all the people from their tribe to live with the Qingque tribe this winter, so the preparations made by the trade team for coming this time were very sufficient.

In addition to bringing enough food, he also carried a lot of nitrated fur.

Early the next morning, these bundles of fur were moved into the caves of the neighboring wind tribe, and the people of the neighboring wind tribe were asked to peel off the layers of animal skins wrapped in their bodies and replace them with these animal skins.

There is a big difference between hides that have not been made of nitrate and hides that have been made of nitrate.

Hides that have not been made of nitrate are not only hard, but also do not fit snugly around the body, and have limited warmth effect.

Nitrate leather is completely different, and it can bring out the advantages of leather when it resists the cold.

In the beginning, the people of the Neighboring Wind Tribe were very incomprehensible to the behavior of the trade team.

I don't understand why they should be asked to take off the skin wrapped around their bodies and replace it with the rest of the skin, which is also skin, is there any difference?

But as soon as they wrapped up the skins that the trade team had carried, the doubts in their hearts disappeared without a trace.

It turns out that it is also skin, and the gap is really so big.

Compared with these skins of the Qingque tribe, the skins they originally wrapped can only be thrown away.

These people from the neighboring wind tribe wrapped in soft leather only felt that their whole body was warm, and they had a lot of worries about walking in the snow, but after wrapping them in such skins, all their worries disappeared.

Even some people feel that they don't need anything else, and that they have the courage to move forward in such a snowy land with these skins alone.

There is a reason why they are not given clothes, but only let them move forward wrapped in skin, the main reason is that after getting a set of clothes for the old primitives, the Qingque tribe could not take out so many clothes at once, so they could only make do with nitrate leather first.

After a lot of busyness and a full meal of hot soup, this large team returned along the traces that had only been left behind.

Those who had stayed in the cave before and had never been to the Blue Sparrow Tribe, and the people of the Neighboring Wind Tribe, all widened their eyes at this time, and they felt extremely new to see everything.

In particular, they were amazed by the plough pulled by a deer or an animal they had never seen before.

Before they got on the plow, they never thought that they could choose to travel in this way.

This kind-hearted Qingque tribe is so smart and amazing!

After hearing that so many magical things were made by the wise gods, Han Cheng's image of being tall, majestic, smart and wise had already been established in the hearts of people from the Linfeng tribe who had never been to the Qingque tribe......

The team made their way to the place where the Wind Tribe lived.

The treatment of the people of the Wind Tribe was the same as that of the neighboring Wind Tribe, they all stripped off the skins they had wrapped in the past, replaced them with the skins made of the Green Sparrow Tribe, and then carried the not too many household belongings in the cave onto the plow of the Green Sparrow Tribe, and walked away with the team on the ice and snow.

Those who were young, or who were not in good health, and who were holding small children, were arranged to sit on the ploughs and not have to step on the snow one foot deep and one foot shallow.

This kind of treatment made the hearts of the weak people of the Wind Tribe, and the worries that the Blue Sparrow Tribe would treat the weak too harshly dissipated.

Next, after seeing the snow house and drinking the wine that would become hot in the mouth, the people of the Wind Tribe, who migrated like this for the first time, were completely relieved, and they all became looking forward to the arrival of the Blue Sparrow Tribe and the new life that was about to begin.

The leader of the Wind Tribe also wrapped in nitrate leather followed the people in the procession, stepping on the snow all the way.

The swelling on his face has not completely disappeared, and he still has some strong resistance to going to the Qingque tribe, but when his eyes fall on the shoes worn by the old primitive man's feet, no matter how much resistance he wears, he can't show it, so he can only follow everyone obediently and go to the Qingque tribe, which is not kind at all in his opinion......

The Qingque tribe under the heavy snow is a little more quiet and comfortable than in the past, and a little less busy.

Even though through the previous sports meeting, the people in the tribe were screamed by Han Cheng, but due to the climate, what everyone could do was limited, and it still seemed relatively leisurely.

There are two things that are most comfortable to do in a relaxing time.

One is to sleep quietly without paying attention to anything, and to sleep until you wake up naturally.

The second is to wake up calmly and fiddle with some delicious food and eat it slowly.

The best food to eat in winter is hot pot, which is snowy and cold outside, but warm as spring in the room.

The orange flame danced under the stove, the soup in the clay pot was bubbling, and the white tofu, yellow bean sprouts, and green cabbage were gently tumbling inside.

Bursts of white gas, rising up as the soup rolled, filled the room, and around the table sat a circle of people holding chopsticks and sweating on their foreheads.

"If you eat some Fu (pei) Ling mustard, it will be more comfortable, not to mention the refreshing and greasy."

After Han Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, he sucked the numb lips that were stimulated by the peppercorns, and said with some regret.

"Son of God, then you can get some out to eat......"

Wu on the side put a piece of tofu that had been boiled for a long time into his mouth, inhaled it, and ate it for a while, and then looked at Han Cheng and said with hope.

From the tone and demeanor of the Son of God, Wu saw the yearning of the Son of God.

And the things that can usually make Shenzi yearn for this are very rare and delicious, and Wu really wants Shenzi to be able to get the Fuling mustard that he heard of for the first time, so that he can follow Shenzi to taste what kind of wonderful taste this food sounds very unusual.

The senior brother, the second senior brother, and several other high-ranking members of the Qingque tribe who were eating together around the table also raised their heads and looked at their god son with hope.

However, this time it was destined to disappoint them.

Han Cheng sent a piece of mutton sliced mutton boiled with chopsticks to his mouth, and sighed with regret while chewing: "I can't afford to eat it, this Fuling mustard is like a tea egg, it is an extremely precious and extravagant thing, and our tribe can't afford to eat it at all." ”

"Hiss~!"

"Hiss~!"

After Han Cheng's words fell, a series of snorting sounds immediately sounded in the room.

Wu, Senior Brother and the others all looked at their Divine Son with shocked expressions, forgetting to chew the food in their mouths, and the chopsticks in the hands of the Second Senior Brother were even more shocked by this exciting news and fell to the ground.

It's not that they don't see the world in the fuss, but the news is really too surprising.

They had all heard of tea and eggs, and according to Miko, it was a god-level delicacy and an extremely luxurious thing.

Two pigs and one sheep in the tribe can't be exchanged for a small tea egg!

Now, the kind of Fuling mustard that Shenzi said is actually a luxury thing that can be classified on the same level as tea and eggs, how can this not surprise them?

After this surprise lasted for a while, Wu closed his big mouth, and then lowered his head to eat quietly, and sent the mutton rolls, tofu, and fried tofu strips into his mouth one by one.

He decided to gagged his mouth with food to prevent himself from talking.

As for Fuling mustard, he didn't say what he said just now.

What Shenzi said is not wrong at all, they really can't afford to eat Fuling mustard, which is so extravagant that it is at the same level as tea and eggs.

Not only did Wu quiet down, but the rest of the senior brothers who came back from the shock also followed Wu's example, bowing their heads and eating silently, without talking.

They were all shocked by the extravagance of the Fuling mustard that the Divine Son had said.

Even the second senior brother, who liked to eat the most among everyone, immediately gave up his mind of eating Fuling mustard when he heard Han Cheng say that the thing was actually linked to tea and eggs.

They really can't afford to eat such a luxurious thing, not only can't they afford it, but they can't even think about it at this time.

In the room, which was originally very lively, after Han Cheng sacrificed the luxury of Fuling mustard, it suddenly became quiet, and everyone was so pressed that they couldn't raise their heads, so they could only send mutton rolls to their mouths to suppress the shock.

After Han Cheng chewed and swallowed the mutton roll, he recalled the Fuling mustard for a bag of yuan, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

He really can't afford to eat this thing now, because he doesn't even have a dollar on him......

After today's high-level dinner of the Qingque tribe, the name of Fuling mustard began to spread in the Qingque tribe.

After hearing that this kind of food is as precious as tea and eggs, the Qingque tribesmen who heard about this food for the first time were extremely shocked and even gasped.

After a period of development, Fuling mustard has become a word used by the people of the Qingque tribe to describe something that is too precious to use, and it represents a top luxury, even more than tea and eggs!

"Miko! Son of God! ”

Han Cheng was lying on the edge of the kang, holding a small rattle in his hand, swaying back and forth there, teasing the white fat girl who was eating at home, and suddenly a series of hurried shouts sounded outside, accompanied by hurried footsteps, from far and near.

Han Cheng was made to chuckle in his heart by such a movement, and the first thought in his heart was that something had happened in the tribe again!

At that moment, he handed the rattle to the little pea on the side, and came to the door in three steps and two steps.

At this time, the people who were running a little out of breath had already arrived.

This person is Qingcao, and she and several other people have almost become full-time cooks in the Qingque tribe, and the normal diet of the tribe is basically controlled by them.

What does it mean that the grass is running in such a hurry at this time? Could it be that there is a fire in the kitchen?

With this thought, Han Chengcheng quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the big dining hall.

It was as quiet as ever, and there was no smoke billowing out of the way you had imagined.

This made Han Cheng's heart relax a lot, as long as the kitchen didn't catch fire and burn down, then the rest of the things were easy to say.

"What's wrong?"

Han Cheng looked at the running panting grass and asked.

"I... I, Bean...... Tofu, eat ......"

Qingcao is incoherent at this time, and she doesn't know how to express it.

After talking anxiously for a while and not saying a single reason, she didn't say anything, but motioned for Han Cheng to go to the kitchen with her, looking extremely anxious.

Seeing this, Han Cheng didn't hesitate, so he followed Qingcao and walked quickly towards the kitchen, he was very curious in his heart, wanting to see what big news Qingcao and they had come up with, such a fuss.

"God... Miko, here! ”

The running panting grass pointed to something on the edge of the kitchen and said to Han Cheng.

Han Cheng looked in the direction of Qingcao's finger, and when he saw the face of the thing clearly, his gaze suddenly straightened.

After standing here stunned for a while, Han Cheng took three steps and two steps to the front of the thing pointed by the grass, squatted down and watched carefully, and after looking at it like this for a while, he also tore off a small piece of the mass of things hanging on the branches and put it in his mouth, and tasted it slowly.

This startled the grass who was watching from the sidelines.

This kind of thing has never been seen in the tribe, and the Divine Son put it in his mouth like this and tasted it, what if it is poisonous?

In a hurry, Qingcao suddenly remembered that in the autumn, Bigfoot ate poisonous tung oil fruit, and then was treated by Gu and them with a dung scoop, and his heart suddenly settled down a lot.

I made up my mind right away, and once I found that the Son of God had signs of poisoning, I immediately called someone over and served the dung scoop.

Therefore, Qingcao's eyes widened, staring at Han Cheng tightly, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear of missing something.

"Hahaha! Good! You're doing a good job of grass! ”

Under Qingcao's close gaze, after eating a little bit of something that he had never seen before, he had been squatting there motionless, and the whole person was like Han Dashenzi, who had been immobilized by someone, suddenly stood up from the ground, and laughed, and couldn't stop praising Qingcao's ability.

In the joy and excitement, he also punched Qingcao's chest, swaying Qingcao's huge chest muscles.

The grass that was already ready to call someone to prepare a dung scoop was a little stunned by Han Dashenzi's overly excited appearance at this time.

Is Miko really okay? Why don't you call someone over and try it with a dung scoop, after all, Miko's behavior at this time seems to be too abnormal.

Han Cheng also sensed that his behavior was inappropriate, smiled wryly, shook his hand, and after hiding his embarrassment, he continued to say happily: "Qingcao, this is a very good, very good new food, how did you find out?!" ”

It's no wonder that Han Cheng is so excited, this dumpling is hanging on the branches of a tree as firewood, it is really a very good ingredient.

This thing is tofu skin.

Tofu skin is indeed a good ingredient, whether it is marinated with meat when marinated, or used to cook soup, or when eating hot pot, it is very delicious.

Han Cheng knew that there was such a thing as tofu skin, and he also knew that tofu skin was made of soy milk, but unfortunately, he, who could only make tofu, tried many times, but he didn't get the tofu skin out.

Originally, he had given up with great regret, but he didn't expect that after Qingcao hurriedly called himself over today, he saw the tofu skin that made him have no clue.

Although these tofu skins that are messily wrapped around the branches look too miserable compared to the neat tofu skins seen in later generations, it is undeniable that they are tofu skins!

Qingcao didn't expect that the things she had inadvertently made would be so valued by Shenzi, and under Han Cheng's inquiry, she immediately began to tell how she found the tofu skin with an excited expression.

Through Qingcao's narration, Han Cheng gradually understood the ins and outs of the whole thing.

It's easy to say.

Today, some people in the tribe are grinding tofu, and Qingcao and another person are responsible for boiling the soy milk filtered outside, scooping it into a large vat and ordering tofu, and scooping the ordered tofu brain into a boxy box used to press tofu.

Coincidentally, after a pot of soy milk was boiled and scooped into the jar, the person in charge of ordering tofu was in a hurry, and he couldn't hold it back, so he covered his stomach and hurried to the toilet.

At this time, it was not yet time to cook, there were only two of them in the kitchen, and as soon as the man left, only Qingcao was left alone, and he couldn't be busy at all.

I added firewood to the fire pit again, and I prepared the brine, and I hurriedly got it ready, and when I was about to pour the brine into it and order tofu, I found that the surface of the soybean milk scooped in the vat actually had a layer of film.

In the past, when I ordered tofu, I found that I had boiled soy milk for a while.

In the past, I used to ignore the brine and pour it in and stir it, but this time it didn't work.

Because this time there is a lot of black ash on top of this film.

This was caused by the burning of a grass stem with large leaves during the fire just now.

When the leaves of this grass are burned, they turn into light, patches of grass ash, which can easily drift around the house with the updrafts formed by the fire.

In the past, when making tofu, the grass would pay attention not to burn firewood such as large-leaved grass, but this time because another person left, she was a little too busy to be alone, and she forgot about it in a hurry.

There was so much grass ash on the soy milk, of course, there was no way to continue to ignore the tofu, so the grass was peeled off with the upper layer of film and thrown aside.

After she had done everything, she suddenly noticed that the thing she had thrown away had become hard, and when connected, it looked a bit like the paper used by the tribe.

This kind of magical change was naturally beyond Qingcao's imagination, so after standing here and watching for a while, she hurriedly ran to find Han Cheng, the divine son......

After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, Han Cheng was both happy and a little helpless.

Happily, there has been a new food in the tribe, but he found that when he tried to make tofu skin, he was completely misled......

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