But Su Yin couldn't refute it.

The men who had retied the animal skin skirts looked at Su Yin with blank eyes.

"You don't have to go into the water to catch fish." Su Yin gave the answer directly, she turned back to Yuan and said, "It's hard work, you go and get a piece of raw meat." ”

Yuan nodded.

It was too late for him to be happy to be able to do something for the sacrifice.

"Tie the meat to the vine and put it in the river. Then, after the fish bites the meat, it quickly pulls up the vines...... "According to the characteristics of this fish that do not let go when they bite it, they can't even use the hook."

These fish are exceptionally strong underwater, but fortunately the vines found in the primitive climate are strong enough.

And the men did not fall behind in the tug-of-war with the fish.

watched as the ferocious fish were dragged ashore, knocked out by the stones before they could struggle, and lay on the bank of the river to be slaughtered, arranged in a row.

The men present felt as if they had opened the door to a new world: it turned out that it could be like this!

They all gnaw on the meat when they see it, and they have never planted piranhas: Nima can still do this?!

……

The salt in the tribe was traded from tribes far away. The yellow granules, with a lot of impurities, have a bitter taste when tasted.

In order to satisfy the gods, Su Yin deliberately boiled and refined the salt before salting the fish.

The whole process was very quiet, the clansmen formed a circle in an orderly manner, and the expressions on everyone's faces were very reverent, they stared at the fish in Su Yin's hand, as if they were staring at the most precious holy object in the world.

I'm afraid that Su Yin will accidentally roast the fish.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the fish's body, Su Yin's arms were tired and changed positions, and then she could hear the gasping sound around her.

The patriarch watched in horror as the branches that pierced through the fish churned in Su Yin's palm, and his heart was about to rise.

Su Yin calmly turned over the fish. These people, she thought, were too nervous.

It's just a grilled fish.

Su Yin is still very confident in his craft.

But I don't know if the branches selected this time are not damp enough, or the branches are thinner and can't withstand the fire? Or whatever.

In short, in front of everyone's eyes, the charred branch finally couldn't bear the weight of the fish, and fell on the firewood with a clatter-

The hearts of the tribesmen also fell into the fire with the fish: "......"

Confident Su Yin: "......"

The scene was silent for more than ten seconds.

Su Yin got up and walked to the bank of the river, picked up another fish, scraped the scales, disemboweled, cleaned it according to the method just now, salted it, and then threaded it with a branch, and then she walked back to the fire and sat down again.

The clansmen who watched the whole process: "......"

At this time, someone suddenly realized: "No wonder Lord Sai wants us to catch a few more." ”

Everyone nodded.

Then there was a burst of discussions, and everyone unanimously said: It is not easy to grill fish, and the priest has never done such rough work before.

It is understandable that it will not succeed once.

Just when everyone was discussing whether the dozen or so fish on the shore were enough to be roasted by the adults, should they catch a few more and prepare them?

Su Yin yelled at the crowd: "It was an accident just now! ”

There was instant silence around.

But it was quiet for only two minutes, and even quieter whispers reached Su Yin's ears again.

"Matsuri-sama is angry?"

"Ah, I'm really angry."

"Lord Sai is so gentle on weekdays, it's the first time I've seen her angry......"

"It's all because you talk nonsense! Offering a sacrifice to God is a great event, a very solemn ceremony, and she must have been angry because you interrupted the priest. ”

"It's clear that you said that your barbecue is much better than that of Lord Sai, and she was angry when she heard it."

……

The surrounding voices, from the craft of the priest to the barbecue, to who in the tribe is the best at barbecue? And what is the powder that the Matsuri sprinkled on the fish?

And why would God like to eat the unsolvable question of thorny monsters?

Human beings in primitive societies do not have much sense of respect and inferiority, and their respect for God is from the bottom of their hearts, and they will not be like the sincere fear of people in later generations when they treat their beliefs, and they dare not speak falsely about the rights and wrongs of gods and Buddhas.

Here, there is nothing wrong with discussing some gossip about the gods on a daily basis. For example, how delicious are spiny monsters? Even gods like it?

Even if they heard the description of the plateau, they still couldn't imagine what the delicious taste in the mouth of the plateau was.

"Is it better than munching on meat?" Some children directly asked their doubts.

Yuan scratched his head, not knowing how to explain: "The thorny monster can't eat a lot, you have to pick out the thorns first." ”

"Ah, that's troublesome." Hearing this answer, everyone present was a little disappointed.

So they couldn't understand God's unique tastes.

But when the aroma of the grilled fish wafted away, everyone's eyes fell on the grilled fish in Su Yin's hand again.

Su Yin, who confidently flipped the fish again, almost hummed a little song.

Her fish grilling skills are really amazing!

This color, this taste.

A delicacy that even the gods can't resist......

Of course, God's comment of "too light" was automatically ignored by Su Yin.

In all fairness, Su Yin's grilled fish does taste good, at least in this primitive society where the condiments are only inferior coarse salt, it is tempting enough.

The fresh aroma of the roasted fish, coupled with Su Yin's deliberate use of several herbs to remove the fishy smell of the fish, as well as the fragrance of fruit trees left by tree honey......

After several worlds, Su Yin's craftsmanship may not be as good as that of a talented man, but it will not be too bad.

But all this is really pediatric in the eyes of the well-informed heroine.

If just this level can make the gods come, then wouldn't any chef in her original society be able to see the gods every day?

It's also so funny.

Yun Hantao's disdainful gaze fell on Su Yin: Wouldn't this priest also come from time travel, right? Looking at her appearance and dress before, she was different from the savages of the primitive tribes here.

And today, after seeing her practices when catching fish and grilling fish, Yun Hantao was even more suspicious.

After the events of the sacrificial ceremony, Yun Hantao has realized that she can't fight against the ignorant and backward customs here.

No one will believe her.

If she insisted on popularizing science, these people would only drive her out of the tribe.

However, since they must believe that there is a God, she said that it is good to have a God. It's time to test what tricks this priest is playing?

Yun Hantao thought of this, and she directly dragged Meng to the patriarch.

Because of the injury on his leg, most of Yun Hantao's body leaned on Meng's arms.

When the patriarch saw Yun Hantao, his brows furrowed, he turned his eyes to look at Meng, and said unhappily: "What are you bringing her here for?" ”

Obviously, the patriarch was still angry about the anger of Yun Hantao the day before yesterday. On this occasion at this moment, Yun Hantao's reappearance is not a good sign.

"Don't blame Meng, patriarch, I asked Meng to bring me here." Yun Hantao maintained the road.

Yun Hantao's words successfully made the patriarch's eyes glare: "I talk to my son, what does it have to do with you?!" ”

Yun Hantao was reprimanded by the patriarch for a while.

Meng didn't dare to disobey his father, so he had to bite the bullet and listen to his counts. The matter of sacrificing to the gods concerns the whole tribe. Meng was also afraid that something would happen again, and now Yun Hantao was injured again, so Meng thought about it, it would be more appropriate to bring Yun Hantao back to the tent.

The patriarch saw Meng nodding in response, and he also breathed a sigh of relief: "Take her back." ”