Chapter Ninety-Two: The Maiden Pula
When the dishes were brought out, the people of the Plains who were still gossiping and joking with Luo Ze and them suddenly sat up straight one by one.
After all, no tribe has ever had such a big dinner battle.
Beautiful clay plates and bowls filled the open space, bamboo chopsticks were also cleaned, four dishes and one soup were divided into several portions and placed in front of them, and then compared with the embarrassment of the wild people.
It's no wonder that they are a little embarrassed, and they all ask for water to wash their hands.
"Don't worry about that, it's just that the women of the clan welcome you."
Luo Ze didn't have to guess to know that everything in front of him was absolutely inseparable from the scene Jun Qianqian, he hurriedly played a round and asked someone to bring warm water over.
"Trust me, that's really not what I intended."
From afar, Jun Qianqian stretched out her hands at Luo Ze's gaze.
Who knew that if you went to other tribes, you could eat a barbecue and be full, which was the highest etiquette?
However, the charm of the skewers is infinite, and the wild tribe was also surprised that their mutton could make such a delicious dish, and the strings of bamboo skewers were piled aside, and everyone quickly relaxed.
In the world of masturbation, there is no such thing as elegance.
Most of the people still went back to their homes to eat, and Jun Qianqian, who was done, didn't want to stay outside to blow the cold wind, so she took Xiao Ze home with her, and the more mutton skewers were distributed to each family, and they could eat it while they were hot when they went back.
Let them entertain.
Pula is the youngest daughter of the patriarch of the wilderness tribe, the wilderness tribe is not short of food, and every family will raise several children, she is the most favored little princess in the family and clan.
When Baimi took his cotton clothes and ran back to the tribe to discuss the live sheep trade with the chief, Pula sat next to his father.
At that time, she was full of curiosity about this purple flower tribe that wanted live sheep.
Soon the tribesmen caught a few live sheep, but some broke their legs, some scratched their bellies, and finally they picked six live sheep and rushed to trade with the Purple Flower Tribe.
Pura also wanted to go, pestering her father like a piece of kraft candy, and in the end, her father, who loved her, still couldn't beat her stalker, and agreed to let her go with the trading team.
Pura walked among the people, not noisy or conspicuous, she was only eighteen years old, and she grew into a tall adult, and entered the Purple Flower Tribe, and no one knew that she was the daughter of the patriarch.
However, all of them were welcomed by the Purple Flower people.
"Mutton, can you eat it like this?"
Sitting on her father's left, Pula held a lamb skewer, the wind took away the heat from the meat, and it tasted a little spicy, but when it was just roasted, the meat tasted very fragrant, and there was no strange taste at all.
The people of the Purple Flower Tribe must be very smart.
Praan quietly observed everything around her, their fields, their walls, their houses, all of which intrigued her.
"What are you doing?"
Jun Qianqian went out to pour water, saw a girl kicking the root of their house, and hurriedly came over to ask.
This is where the foreign guests are lost! It's hard for them to mess around like this!
"Your house is sturdy!"
The girl turned her head and gave Jun Qianqian a thumbs up.
It turned out that Pula couldn't sleep after eating and came out to take a walk.
"What should I do?"
Jun Qianqian looked at the girl's facial features, she and the patriarch of the wilderness were carved out of the same mold.
This is supposed to be the daughter of the patriarch's family.
"My name is Pula, dear friend, what's your name?"
Prada is two years younger than Jun Qianqian, but she is more than a head taller than her, and her sturdy skeleton and tall figure allow her to look at Jun Qianqian condescendingly.
The girl with purple flowers is really petite.
Cute want people to hug!
"My name is Qianqian, hello."
Jun Qianqian felt Pula's slap on her shoulder, and felt that she was about to be slapped away.
The familiar enthusiasm of the wilderness tribe really made it a little difficult for her to accept.
"There are so few people in your tribe, have everyone else gone out to hunt?"
Pula asked curiously.
"They all went home to sleep."
There are only about 60 people in their tribe or something, and they can't say anything!
"You tribesmen are so smart! So many weird things were built! ”
Pura spoke with a sense of surprise, and her laughter was hearty.
"It's alright."
That's why she kicked them in the corner?
Maybe living in a vast and sparsely populated place, people will be more hearty by nature, Jun Qianqian doesn't hate people with such a personality.
"When I heard that you want live sheep, the people in my department are very surprised, what do you want live sheep for? Giving birth to baby lambs? ”
They have a good way of cooking lamb, wouldn't it be more convenient to buy meat directly from them? The meat that the wild tribes get to the market is the best part of the goats!
Pula was puzzled, why did Zihua want to eat mutton when she had enough pork to eat.
"If you can afford it, it's not bad to have some lambs."
Jun Qianqian remembered goat's milk, which is a very nutritious food, and now the Purple Flower Tribe has lost many single dogs all of a sudden, and it may soon usher in a fertility peak.
Whether you're pregnant or a baby, it's always a good idea to get more nutrition!
"Raising? Are you going to keep the sheep alive? ”
Pula's questions are simply endless.
"Of course, I'll ask first, sheep eat grass, right?"
Jun Qianqian confirms the common sense of this world, don't be troubled if you can't afford it when the time comes.
"They can eat a lot of grass, and the sheep will pass by our tribe, and the grass will be gnawed away!"
Pula replied.
"Don't."
Well, in addition to the wild boars in the pigsty, the tribe has added several large grazing households.
"We're not like a wilderness tribe, we have a big meadow."
Jun Qianqian had a headache when she heard it.
The wilderness tribes had never heard of the practice of raising sheep, and for them, there was really no need, and they often had herds of animals passing by, and the mutton everywhere was no different from falling from the sky.
However, the ease with which food is available has also made the people of this tribe a little unenterprising.
"In fact, our tribe often has times when we can't eat meat."
Pula is different from the tribesmen, she doesn't just think about eating by luck every day, and the breeding that Jun Qianqian said makes her very interested.
If they can also keep the live sheep and slaughter them when there is no food, they will not go hungry.
"I think you can also consider raising sheep."
The wilderness tribe will need winter clothes in the future, and it is enough for Zihua to have six live sheep now, what if they can't raise one or two dead ones, what if they have a double insurance.
"But what about winter?"
That's the most important problem to solve.
"In the winter, build a house for them."
Jun Qianqian's smile was light, but she thought in her heart, building a house or something, do you want to learn? If you want to learn, you can exchange things!