"Huh" Fang Jing asked the immortal for a hundred pieces of cloth, and suddenly appeared in the clearing, frightening all the natives to hold the child far away, saving them from being hurt by the sudden thing.

"Little sister, tell him that these cloths are what we use in exchange." Fang Jing said towards Fang Yuan, pointing to the cloth in the clearing.

"Okay, brother." Fang Yuan was not surprised, he had already seen his brother's various skills, stood up, and gestured towards the indigenous elders.

"Brother, it's okay, I've told him everything, let him move all these cloths." After Fang Yuan's gesture was over, he sat back beside Fang Jing.

"Okay, we don't care, let's rest first." Fang Jing didn't care what the group of natives thought in their hearts, and no matter what they did, he asked the dumb fairy for a jar of milk and handed it to the little sister on the side, and he asked for a jar of ice and drank it, quietly looking at this group of natives.

The natives were suddenly seen by this large pile of cloth, and all of them had already been scared away, and finally the elders saw the little girl gesturing to him, and only then did they know that these cloths were for them, and although they were afraid, the allure of the cloth was much more fearful.

The elder called out to everyone to help carry the cloth, and each person carried a few horses home, and put them in the grass hut, these are cloths, everyone is happy, happy to be rewarded by God, and then these cloths can make clothes for themselves and their children, looking at the two gods in front of them wearing beautiful clothes, which are beautiful and magical, and they are wearing a pair of better shoes on their feet, and then look at their bare feet, and their hearts are full of envy.

"Brother, he told us to go and see their crops, should we go and see them, maybe they are delicious." After Fang Yuan looked at the gesture of the indigenous elders, he said to Fang Jing.

"Okay, let's go check it out." Fang Jing got up and took Xiaomei's little hand, and followed the indigenous elders towards the low place of the island, leaving the backpack in place, thinking that these natives didn't dare to flip it.

Coming to a depression, Fang Jing looked at the so-called crops in front of him, some of them were big, wasn't the plant in front of him taro, Datang also had a seed, and he thought it was a magical crop.

"Brother, what is this?" Fang Jing pointed to this large area of crops and asked Fang Jing.

"This, this is called taro, it is planted in the south of Datang, and it has not been planted in Fangjia Village for the time being, but when I return home in the future, I can also do something to plant." Fang Jing explained to her little sister.

Taro, the origin of Yindu, the Han Dynasty was introduced into China, mainly planted in the low-lying places of water, Fangjia Village is northern, plus it is cut off by the mountains, it is difficult to pass on, the ancestors of Fangjia Village originally migrated to Fangjia Village from the north, and naturally they are only relatively familiar with the northern crops, and they have little knowledge of the ancient people, and there are fewer people who are literate and explore the species, which makes the imperial court want to promote what crops, it will inevitably push the committee, and even boycott, the ancient scholars and clans at all levels, are relatively resistant to the imperial court, This also made it difficult for the ancient imperial court to promote any decrees.

"Brother, is this taro delicious?" As long as the little girl knows what she can eat, she must want to know whether it is delicious or not.

"The taste is still good, how about we make taro for dinner?" Fang Jing hadn't eaten taro in Datang for a few years, and seeing this large piece of taro, thinking about the taste made Fang Jing want to drool.

"Okay, brother, the duck will be eaten too." Fang Yuan was relieved to know that the taro in front of him was delicious, but he also greedily said that he still wanted to eat duck, and he had to make a few dishes below.

"Little sister, you ask him, if there is any taro at home, if there is, we won't dig here." After Fang Jing finished speaking towards Fang Yuan, he turned his head to look around.

Fang Jing looked at this large area of taro land, there are a lot of plantings, at least hundreds of acres, such a small tribe of aborigines, it is estimated that they are eaten as staple food, there are still a lot of birds in the taro depression, running in search of some insects and grass food.

"Brother, he said yes, they still have a lot at home." After Fang Yuan finished the comparison, he got the answer and told Fang Jing.

"Okay, let's go, let's go to their place to get food first, although it's still early for dinner, we can do it first, and I'll catch a duck later." Fang Jing heard Fang Yuan tell him that the natives had taro, so they didn't need to dig in the depression by themselves.

Back to the location of the aboriginal residence, Fang Jing asked the mute fairy for some things he needed, made a few earthen stoves with stones at random, poured water into the boiling pot, and got firewood to start a fire.

When the natives brought the taro over, they found that these taro were really small, the small ones were pitiful, although there were a few big ones, but they were only the size of a small palm, Fang Jing thought at this time, these are all taro that has not been completely cultivated, where can it be big, I have to tell Xiaomei to make it big, as big as possible.

Fang Jing killed the duck and bleed, according to the blood duck to do, whether it was a wild duck or a domestic duck, or what kind of bird, in Fang Jing's eyes, it was a dish, after Fang Jing made the duck, he flew into the sky again, and left far away, less than a minute later, resisting a big wild boar falling from the sky.

A group of natives not far away stood quietly, looking at the pile of things that suddenly appeared at the beginning, looking at the Fang Jing brothers and sisters, looking at the gods in their eyes, disappearing for a while, appearing again for a while, and appearing with a beast on their backs for a while, only shock, horror, fear, and reverence in their hearts.

Fang Jing's brothers and sisters don't care about this group of natives, just be their own, Fang Jing killed the wild boar and peeled it off, and removed the skin directly, the fishy smell was too strong, Fang Jing just wanted to make a blood duck, a taro pork ribs, a braised pork, and the rest was made for this group of natives.

Fang Jing used a big pot to get a lot of rice, cooked a big pot of rice, and stewed wild boar meat in a big pot while stir-frying the vegetables, whether it is delicious or not will you taste it after it is done, anyway, a big pot of wild boar, it won't taste too good, but it should still be acceptable.

The dishes are ready, the rice is ready, the wild boar in the pot is almost boiled, all kinds of seasonings have been added, Fang Yuan has been helping to light the fire, and from time to time he looks at Fang Jing stir-frying, the wild boar in the cauldron, his eyes are full of anticipation, and his mouth is swallowing saliva from time to time; The natives not far away have been watching stupidly, only those little dolls shout or cry from time to time, all the natives, the food cooked by the other brother and sister Jing is saliva, but they don't dare to come closer.

For this group of natives, the two people in front of them, which are gods, are unblasphemous, inviolable, and all kinds of emotions are all over their faces and bodies; Although they saw the gods cooking food, although the smell was so fragrant that they couldn't bear it, they still stood quietly not far away, watching with their eyes open, sniffing and smelling, this kind of pain was only known to them.

"Okay, little sister, do you want to taste this pot of meat, I tasted it, and it tasted okay." Fang Jing said to the little sister.

"Brother, I'll taste it, I'll taste it." Fang Yuan stopped the fire and ran over to try the taste.

Fang Jing took a piece of wild boar meat and blew it, handing it to Fang Yuan's open mouth.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's a little hard, but it's still delicious." Fang Yuan bit the meat and ate it, and after swallowing it to his stomach, he stretched out his thumb and praised Fang Jing, and did not forget to put forward his opinion.

"Okay, let's get ready to eat, and you tell him that this pot of rice and meat is for them, and we'll sit down at that table and eat our food." Fang Jing put some rice on a large plate and put it on the table, as well as some meat and soup in the cooking pot.

After the indigenous elders got Fang Yuan's instructions, they hurriedly shook their heads, and then whined a few times, all the natives knelt down and bowed down, Fang Jing looked at the headache, Fang Yuan gestured and stretched out his fingers, the indigenous elders got up and followed a large group of natives to say something, and then each went back to the grass hut and took the clay bowl and lined up.

Fang Jing stood by the pot with a spoon and watched, feeling that these natives were very good, and they were very orderly, and they were waiting in line, which made Fang Jing very surprised, this group of natives was very particular, Fang Jing scooped some soup and meat into each native's clay bowl in turn, adults and children were the same, Fang Jing counted according to the number of people.

After Fang Jing cooked a meal for this group of natives, he called Fang Yuan to sit at the table and start eating, Fang Yuan said a word after taking a bite, his face was full of joy, although he was in a different place, but it also made the villain extremely happy.

"Brother, this taro is delicious and slippery, and I will plant it at home in the future." After eating the taro, Fang Yuan felt that the taro was delicious.

"This is a small taro, it's a bit of a waste to stew pork ribs with small taro, if it's a big taro, it's powdery, it's more delicious, it's not this kind of slippery." Fang Jing sandwiched a piece of taro and ate it, it tasted good, but she felt that the pork ribs should be served with big taro.

At the same time, the two brothers and sisters of Fang Jing will also look at the natives, at this time, the natives hold their clay bowls filled with white rice, wild boar meat and soup, and eat them with their hands, without chopsticks to eat, it is estimated that this is their habit, and they have not yet used chopsticks.

The natives ate the food, it was really called gobbling it up, basically they didn't chew it, they swallowed it directly, they saw Fang Jing twitching, this food seemed to be carried by a hungry ghost, the natives ate quickly, and after a while, they finished eating, and began to stare at the two boiling pots again, although the food inside was still reserved for them, but the natives didn't dare to do it themselves, they just looked at Fang Jing's brothers and sisters quietly, and Fang Jing was a little embarrassed, and they had to run to the cooking pot to help scoop the food, and the two lay down, and the meals of the two cooking pots were basically finished.

Fang Jing returned to the table and continued to eat with the little sister, the two brothers and sisters ate very slowly, the food tasted good, so it was also endless enjoyment, after two quarters of an hour, Fang Yuan put down the chopsticks and stopped eating, Fang Jing began to sweep the tail, and finished all the meals, which was the end of dinner.

Fang Jing's brother and sister didn't care about anything at this time, they just sat in the chair in a daze, and the natives not far away were really unsatisfied after enjoying a delicious meal, and they kept staring at Fang Jing's table until Fang Jing finished eating, and then came back to their senses.

After Fang Jing sat for a while, he recycled everything, leaving only two chairs, and the two brothers and sisters sat like this, looking at the natives not far away, Fang Jing felt that these were two civilizations, one was the indigenous primitive civilization and the other was the modern civilization, which was very contrasting.

"Little sister, you tell them, don't stand like this all the time, be casual, why are you so weird to look at us like this." Fang Jing couldn't stand the group of natives staring at her brother and sister, and hurriedly called the little sister to tell the group of natives.

"Brother, just now he said that our food was delicious, and he said thank us." Fang Yuan gestured with the indigenous elders for a long time and told Fang Jing what he meant.

"Oh, I see, as long as you don't look at us like that." Fang Jing did whatever the natives wanted, it was best not to stand quietly in front of him.

"Brother, I'm going to eat that taro tomorrow, that taro is so delicious." The little girl is still reminiscing about the taste of taro, indeed, the dishes made by taro are to deceive children.

"Okay, I'll make taro tomorrow, my brother will make small taro for you to eat, you must not have eaten it, it must be delicious." Fang Jing remembered the little taro method in her previous life, which was the dish that could deceive children the most.

"Well, my brother's cooking is delicious, and my brother's food is the best in the world." In her heart, only her brother cooks the best food, and only her brother is the best.