Chapter 183: The Fire of Divine Qi One

The gate of the Green Sparrow Tribe opened again, and the leaders of the Green Tribe and the Sheep Tribe hesitated for a while, and finally walked in with the people of the tribe carrying the pottery they had brought back.

The elder brother stood at the door of the tribe and greeted them warmly.

Originally, the senior brother was very dissatisfied with the actions of the two tribes to go back on their word, and after hearing this unexpected reason, he was stunned and at the same time, most of the dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared.

When Miko whispered a few words to him, the dissatisfaction in his heart completely disappeared.

Not only that, but he also smiled and stood here to greet the two tribes warmly.

The Green Tribe leader's eyes widened again, and he looked at the twelve sheep on the ground that had not been completely disposed of, and was extremely surprised.

This neighboring tribe can bring a shock every time.

Thinking like this, his eyes fell on the sheep tribe standing not far from them, revealing a sudden expression.

No wonder the people of the sheep tribe were able to bring back so much pottery from here at one time, it turned out that they brought a lot of things!

I thought of the fact that I exchanged a lot of not very good food for a large vat and two clay pots, and compared the two, I couldn't help but feel that the leader of the sheep tribe was not as capable as himself.

If you let yourself exchange, so many sheep will definitely be able to exchange all the pottery of this neighboring tribe!

Thinking like this, I thought that in the future, my tribe would only need to exchange the grass ears and endless fur that I basically didn't eat for precious pottery, but the people of the sheep tribe would still be stupid to exchange for precious food, and my heart was even more beautiful.

Han Cheng, who was standing not far away and watching these traversers, didn't realize that the leader of the Green Tribe was actually such a primitive person full of inner drama.

"Boom~Boom~"

The old fire took the drill to the courtyard, and piled up a small pile of firewood at the place designated by the senior brother, and a larger pile of firewood was placed next to it.

For fire, these tribesmen are no strangers, just looking at Huo Yi's actions, they know that he is going to make a fire.

As the leader of the tribe said, they had to boil a pot of soup in a vat that they had brought back and thought was bad, to prove that there was no problem with the pottery.

"The next step is to get coals out of the cave and set the pyre on fire."

These are the voices of all the outsiders who are paying attention to the situation here after seeing the fire and the small pyre ready.

However, Hoichi's next move was beyond all of their expectations.

Instead of getting up and going back to the cave to fetch the coals, as they had thought, Hoichi took the perforated stick that he had brought out and placed beside him to drill wood for fire, and stepped on it with his foot.

Before, this wooden stick was put upside down by the fire, and several grooves for making fire were all facing the ground, and these people did not think about drilling wood to make fire, so they did not notice this wooden stick.

It wasn't until at this moment that Huoyi took the stick, put it in front of him, and pressed it on the velvet, and put on a posture of drilling wood to make fire, that the onlookers showed a look of surprise.

This neighboring tribe is so fierce? Even the old man has to drill wood to make a fire? Isn't this something to be done by young and strong people?

Some people feel very uncomfortable when they think about the occasional drilling of wood for fire in their tribe.

Because even if this old primitive man can drill fire, it will be a long time later.

They were desperate to know how pottery could make a delicious broth that would take so long to light a fire alone......

“#¥!”

“#&…!”

Before they could finish their thoughts, they were shocked by the smoke of the velvet in front of them.

Many people couldn't help but shout, causing people who were watching the Qingque tribe deal with haggis to look at this side.

Huo Yi's heart is happy, and at the same time, he is a little arrogant, how can the things created by the Son of God be imagined by these outsiders?

She didn't rush to pick up the velvet to blow, but first pressed the hand drill under her legs, and then went to blow the fire with the velvet.

This hand-pressed drill is something she cherishes very much, and it is okay to take it out and drill the fire so that these outsiders can see the world, but she can't let them learn it.

Seeing these people looking at the hand-pressed drill in her hand with amazement and great curiosity, she naturally wanted to hide it first.

Small flames flickered, lighting small pyres.

The people who heard the movement looked at the flame, the old primitive man who added firewood to the fire, and the people who were amazed, and they were full of puzzlement.

I don't understand how this is just a fire, how can it cause such a movement? Worthy of such an amazement?

When the acquaintances of the tribe told the truth of the matter, these people also became like the rest of the people.

What kind of tribe is this? It's amazing how different it is to even make a fire!

“¥#DSF!”

Some people even asked Huoyi with an analogy, wanting to learn this wonderful method of making fire.

Huo Yi was very high-ranking at this time, although she couldn't understand the words of these people, she also knew what they meant.

She certainly doesn't tell these irrelevant people what she is proud of.

In the face of these people's inquiries, the fire was the same, and he just took care of adding firewood to the fire.

I was thinking in my heart, fortunately I came to make a fire by myself today, if it was Huo Er, he would definitely not be able to hold it, so it was not impossible for them to show the hand pressure drill and demonstrate it a few times in person......

The fire rose, and as soon as the fire took the time to pick up the hand pressure drill that was pressed under his legs, he held it in his arms at a speed that an old man should not have, wrapped it in the animal skin on his body, and brought it back to the cave to find a secret place to place it, and then continued to burn the fire.

A few tall stones had been placed around the fire, and the large vat that had been replaced and brought back by the Green Tribe for cooking had been cleaned several times, and then it was placed firmly on the stone, and then someone began to pour water into the clay pot and clay pot inside.

After pouring water into most of the vat, some people began to roughly cut the two pairs of haggis rinsed out with a stone knife and threw them into the vat, and then ignored them with the lid of the pot, and went about their own business, allowing the vat to be boiled here.

The leader of the Green Tribe has always been on the side, refusing to miss the slightest detail.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but scratch my hair, I did the same thing, how could the taste of the boiled things be so different?

It was Han Cheng's idea to make soup with haggis, and compared to mutton, haggis is much more difficult to store, so of course it should be eaten first.

And as long as you can make it, the taste of haggis soup is no worse than that of mutton soup.

Of course, that refers to the Hereafter.

Lacking all kinds of spices and tools, he didn't have the ability to cook such a delicious haggis soup.

However, it is no problem to fool the primitive people who have never eaten anything.