Facts have proved that primitive people are all full foodies, such a big pot of haggis soup, the people of the Qingque tribe, except for Han Cheng who tasted a little, the rest of them did not touch it, and they were stunned to let twenty-nine people, and there was nothing left to eat!

There are several fellows, while holding their stomachs, they stick out their tongues and lick the bowl in their hands, and after licking their own, they will come over and lick the bowl used by their companions, and they will not stop until it is as clean as water, and they are not afraid to hold themselves to death.

Han Cheng didn't look over, he couldn't bear to look at it again, if he looked at it again, he was worried that he would not be able to suppress the urge to hit someone.

These bowls have to be put away separately!

The people of the Qingque tribe, if they dare to eat like this or eat with these bowls, they must be killed!

The leader of the sheep tribe and the green tribe each held a small jar and was unwilling to let go.

The small jar contained white salt.

At first, they didn't dare to touch them with their hands, fearing that they would melt like snow, and after hesitating for a while, they tentatively touched them with their hands.

The leader of the Green Tribe pulled his hand out of the jar and looked at the snow-like thing in the jar, looking a little excited, as if he had seen bowls of steaming delicious food.

Although the salt on the surface of the jar had been slightly discolored by his hands that he hadn't washed for a long time, in his eyes, the charm of these things was not diminished in the slightest.

"Salt!"

He repeated the name he had just learned from the tribal leader, and although he felt a little embarrassed, he didn't have much other thoughts, after all, he had never touched them before.

"Salt!"

The leader of the sheep tribe looked at the snow-white thing in the jar in his hand, and couldn't help but repeat it.

Hearing that the leader of the Green Tribe and the leader of the Sheep Tribe sounded more awkward, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile, okay, he was led astray by himself by two more tribes.

In fact, they can speak Mandarin not only with the newly learned salt, but also with 'jars, pottery, and jars'.

It's all new things that I came into contact with from the Blue Sparrow tribe.

The leaders of the sheep tribe and the green tribe were a little apprehensive, but they refused to put down the jar of salt in their hands.

They are apprehensive because the salt in their hands is so precious that they only need to put some on top of the soup to make it extra delicious.

Pottery is precious enough in their eyes, but salt is packed in pottery, and its preciousness can be imagined.

Thinking about the many things they spent in exchange for pottery, it is natural to be apprehensive in the face of this precious salt at this time.

It is also obviously impossible to just get them to give up this salt.

The biggest reason they exchanged for pottery was the delicious, nostalgic broth, and they refused to give it up when they learned that salt was what made the soup delicious.

"Salt!"

After a moment of silence, the leader of the sheep tribe stretched out his hand and pointed to a lamb that was being skinned, stretched out two fingers and shook it, and then patted the jar of salt in his hand, and said loudly.

It means two lambs in exchange for a jar of salt.

In his opinion, this jar of salt was definitely more valuable than two lambs, which were common in their tribe.

Worried that the senior brother would increase the price, after saying what he exchanged, he immediately took out three bowls and a clay pot from the pottery they had exchanged before, and pushed them in front of the senior brother.

This is something he had previously exchanged for two lambs.

Han Cheng, who had been watching the development of things not far away, couldn't help but sniffle after seeing the actions of the leader of the sheep tribe.

Three bowls and a clay pot are very precious for the sheep tribe, and for the Qingque tribe, two lambs are too bad! After all, the Qingque tribe has already popularized pottery.

The leader of the green tribe looked at the three clay bowls and a clay pot that the leader of the sheep tribe took out, and then looked at the only clay pot in his tribe and two large clay pots, and he was full of entanglements for a while.

He was about to ask someone to bring over the ears of grass and fur that they had hidden some distance away from the Blue Sparrow Tribe, but the senior brother spoke.

After seeing that the sheep tribe was going to exchange two lambs for a jar of salt, he was very eager to agree.

It's okay if the sheep tribe doesn't have sheep for the time being, so you can bring the salt back first, and the lamb will bring it when he comes next time.

Just remembering what Miko had whispered to him before, he still dispelled this very tempting thought, although he hadn't yet figured out Miko's intentions.

The elder brother squatted down, shook his head, and pushed the clay pot and bowl in front of him with the leader of the sheep tribe and pushed it back again.

The leader of the sheep tribe was a little disappointed when he saw this, and the two lambs really couldn't do it.

He hesitated slightly, and was about to bring three more bowls, but he might as well be grabbed by the senior brother.

In his puzzled gaze, the senior brother waved his hand again and again: "#%¥ don't %......"

After figuring out what the senior brother meant, the leaders of the sheep tribe and the green tribe widened their eyes again, looking very surprised and incredulous.

“￥@%FFC……”

They looked at the senior brother, and then at the salt shaker in their hands, and asked what they were doing.

"¥D is ......"

The senior brother nodded vigorously as he spoke, and in order to convey his meaning more clearly, he also beat his chest vigorously.

Although when he conveyed this meaning, he had in his mind the image of six lambs that had been skinned, suddenly resurrected, and then ran away without a trace......

The leaders of the sheep tribe and the green tribe suddenly became smiling, and the two of them hugged the senior brother vigorously in turn, and pressed their foreheads against the senior brother's shoulders.

After learning that it was the intention of the Son of God to give them precious salt for free, the two of them came to pay a sincere gift to the young but unusually generous Son of God, and paid homage to the witch by the way.

The sheep and the leaders of the two green tribes, who had eaten and drunk enough and mixed a jar of salt with each other, left happily with the people of their tribe and the pottery they had exchanged.

The vat that the Green Tribe had just been wiped clean was burned black again, but they obviously didn't care about it, and decided to reject the proposal of the Green Sparrow Tribe to clean the vat with water, and the two of them carried it quickly.

There was a delicious broth in the tank, and they were reluctant to wash it off......

After reaching a place where the Blue Sparrow tribe could not see, the two tribes separated and headed in the direction where their respective tribes were.

Han Cheng climbed the wooden ladder up the low wall, and only after he couldn't see the two tribes did he come down from the low wall, with a triumphant smile on his face.

"Son of God......

As soon as he came, Wu and Senior Brother surrounded him and asked about the doubts in his heart.

They were puzzled by Miko's insistence on giving the two tribes free salt.

There were many people before, and the time was tight, and the Divine Son did not make it clear, but now it is time to solve the confusion.