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The chefs who cooked on the boat were a bit perfunctory, and the custom at the time was to make minced meat.

Therefore, when Tang Xizong swallowed faster, there was no hindrance, but the chef on this painting boat was a bastard.

This chef felt that it was too much effort to make minced meat, so he changed it to chicken without authorization, and the chicken made by this guy almost killed Tang Xizong.

This bastard, he didn't remove the bones of the chicken, he just simply cut it off and stewed it.

This way of eating is barely okay for ordinary people, but for a person like Tang Xizong, it is simply the life of Tang Xizong.

Tang Xizong quickly swallowed the rice and chicken, but he didn't expect a small chicken bone to quickly slide into Tang Xizong's throat, Tang Xizong wanted to vomit but couldn't spit it out.

The Mamuta people have a great self-image, they are cheerful and friendly to people, and as a group, they are fearless – after all, they make a living by hunting mammoths. They are brave, confident, and a little naïve. In short, they are not the same in the eyes of others, although the discussion about the wedding is too long for Macenno. But arranging for a welcome is a solvable issue. Sori herself is a typical Mamuta, cheerful, friendly, and confident, and everyone likes her. In fact, few people can resist her outward emotion. No one gets angry, even when she asks others some of the most intimate questions, because it is clear that she has no malice. She was just interested, and she didn't know why she shouldn't satisfy her curiosity

A girl picked up the baby, "Shamio is awake, Solie, I think she's hungry." ”

The mother nodded in gratitude, then held the child to her chest, which did not affect her in the slightest from talking and eating. Other snacks came in: winged nuts soaked in salt water, and fresh tubers, small tubers that resembled wild turnips, the kind of sweet fruit that grew in the ground with which Giodara had been familiar before. On the first bite, it was a nutty taste, but surprisingly it changed to a spicy taste after eating the radish. The people of the cave loved the pungent taste, but Giordala couldn't even figure out whether she liked it herself, and Dolando and Rosario brought a new treat to the young newlyweds – fragrant chamois stew and crimson raspberry wine.

The fish is delicious," Chodala said to his brother. "But the meat tastes even better

Jetami said it was a traditional dish. Seasoning made with myrtle leaves. The bark is used to tann antelope skins – it is what makes the sheepskins yellow. This tree grows in swamps, especially where the Mother River meets the Sister River. We were lucky that they went to pick the leaves last fall, otherwise they wouldn't have found us.

Recalling that time, several wrinkles appeared on Jodala's forehead. "You're right, we're lucky. I've always wanted to find a way to repay these people. The thought of his brother becoming one of them made Jodala's brow furrow deeper.

This wine is Jetami's newlywed dowry," said Serenho.

Joda stretched his hand and picked up the glass, took a sip of wine, and nodded, "Good, yes."

It's good to say," Solie corrected him. "The wine is good," she said unceremoniously correcting his language mistakes, preferring to assume that he should have spoken better, despite her own language problems.

Good," he repeated, smiling at the stocky woman who was holding the baby. He liked her outspoken and talkative personality, because this kind of personality can easily make others lose their shyness and break their silence. He turned his head to his brother, "She's right, Sonoran. This wine is so good that even Mother Earth thinks that Masona makes the best wine. I think she'll praise Jackammy too. ”

Jodala suddenly realizes that he has gone wrong, because Sonoran would never take his daughter-in-law to see his mother, which meant that he would never see her again.

Chodara, you should speak Salamudo. You speak Zelandani, and no one else understands it. If you speak Salamudo all the time, you will improve quickly. Sori said, leaning forward with concern. She said this from her own experience.

Jodala was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't be angry. Sori was sincere, not to mention that he spoke in a language that no one else understood, which in itself was impolite. He blushed, but smiled anyway.

Sori noticed Jodala's embarrassment, and despite her bluntness, she was very attentive. "Why don't we learn each other's languages? If we don't speak our own language to others often, we forget about it. The sounds of Zelandani are very similar to music, and I would love to learn about it. She smiled at Jodala and Sonoran, "We take a little time each day," she said, as if everyone else had agreed.

"Sori, you may want to learn Zelandani, but they probably don't want to learn Mamuta," Makenor said. "Did you think of that?"

This time it was time for her to blush. "No, I didn't think about it," she said. Realizing her recklessness, she couldn't help but be shocked and annoyed.

"Well, I'd like to learn Mamuta and Zelandani, I think that's a good idea," Jetami said firmly.

"I ...... Also...... Think it's a good idea, Solie," said Jodala.

We're really a tribal mix together. Half of Ramudo is part Mamuta, and half of Shamudo is part Zelandani," Makenor said, then smiled gently at his wife.

The tenderness and sweetness between the couple is obvious to all, and this is a very good match, Jodala thought, and couldn't help but smile. Markenor was as tall as him, though not as strong as him, and when the pair stood together, there was a strong contrast, with Sori appearing short and round, while Markenor was tall and thin.

"Can anyone else participate?" "I'm also interested in learning Zelandani, and if Davao wants to go out for business, he'll find it useful."

Why not?" Sonoran said with a laugh. "It's always good to go out and learn one more language." He looked at his brother. "But if you don't know anything else, it won't prevent you from understanding pretty girls, will you, Jodara? Especially if you have big blue eyes," he grinned, and he said it in Zelandani.

Jodala smiled in response to his brother's teasing. "Salamudo should be spoken, Sonoran," he winked at Sori. He used the knife he used to fork a piece of vegetable from the wooden bowl, and he used the knife with his left hand, which he still found unnatural, even though it was the habit of the Salamudo. "What is this?" He asked her if "in Zelandani, it's called mushrooms."

(End of chapter)

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