After Ye Xi and other Tushan chiefs collected flint and special gloves, they squatted on the edge of the stove and spread those special gloves on the ground one by one.

Then he put on a pair of special gloves, held a spherical flint in both hands, put his hand under the cauldron, and rubbed the flint with both hands.

Snort.

The flint burned like a small fireball.

Ye Xi took the fireball and carefully put it on the ground.

This flint fireball looted from the Flint Tribe will extinguish once thrown to the ground, but it will not be placed on a special glove, and can be held in the palm of one's hand.

So when Ye Xi put it on the layer of special gloves laid under the stone pot, the fireball was still burning, just like firewood under the stove.

In this way, Ye Xi rubbed the flint piece by piece, and finally more than a dozen flint fireballs were blazing, burning tenaciously under the big stone cauldron.

The people around were dumbfounded, it turned out that it could still be like this?

Yong excitedly brought a dissected bull, and the cone happily brought a large stone slab, and Pu Tai brought a spatula with a red face.

Ye Xi gave them an appreciative look, threw the wild cow on the stone slab, and cut the meat pieces with his own hands. As he cut it, he instructed Aori, "Aori, go and pick some small mushrooms for me." ”

Aori went to pick mushrooms with a sad face.

It's miserable, she has to smell this aroma again, Brother Ye Xi is so cruel!

The large stone cauldron was quickly heated by the flames, and the remaining water droplets in the pot gradually evaporated, and wisps of water vapor bubbled around it.

After Ye Xi cut all the beef, he picked a few pieces of fat and threw them into the stone pot.

The fat slid into the stone pot, and it didn't take long for the fat to be fried out, and a golden layer was spread on the bottom of the pot, and a charming aroma of fat spread.

"Goo-dong!"

Someone swallowed hard.

Seeing that the oil was fried, Ye Xi didn't give up, and only after the fat was all fried to an attractive golden brown and became charred and crispy, did he throw the other wild beef down.

There was a stabbing bang!

When the water in the beef touched the hot fat, the reaction was extremely violent, and a majestic white gas suddenly rose from the big stone pot!

Ye Xi kept stir-frying the beef with a shovel.

The aroma around it became stronger and stronger, and it crept through the crevices until it reached the rain curtain outside the tent.

The man who was gnawing raw meat outside the tent shrugged his nose, put down the meat in a daze, stood up uncontrollably, and walked towards the tent step by step like a marionette.

Ye Xi added some spices and chili peppers to it.

The aroma in the air changed again, becoming a little pungent and hot, but in this gloomy weather with heavy rain, the fragrance became even more enticing.

The sound of swallowing saliva around them came and went.

Many people's eyes have straightened, and they are looking at the big stone pot stupidly, as if looking at their most beloved lover.

The chiefs and witches of the tribes all came over at some point.

With a straight face, they bullied the clansmen of their tribe outside, and then gathered around the cauldron themselves, quietly showing a flattering smile to Ye Xi.

Ye Xi was unmoved, still concentrating on stir-frying the beef, seeing that it was almost over, he wanted to add mushrooms.

At this time, the cone was extremely dogged and held the stone slab and handed it to Ye Xi, on which was the snow-white mushroom meat that had been cut into pieces.

Ye Xi smiled and touched his dog's head: "Good-"

Then pour the snow-white and tender mushroom meat into the cauldron as well.

After a few stir-fries, he suddenly got up and poured water from another stone pot into this one.

The flames under the cauldron kept burning, and before long, the water in the cauldron was bubbling and blistering, and the soup turned a charming milky white, with a layer of golden grease floating on it.

This time, the aroma of mushroom meat is mixed with the aroma of mushroom meat.

It has reached a level where everyone can't resist!

The chubby and reckless chieftain stared at the pot of bubbling mushroom stew, biting his fingers pitifully to satisfy his hunger, without the usual chieftain's bearing.

"Ye, Brother Ye Xi......"

Aori crouched beside him like a rabbit, her red eyes and her demented staring at the soup in the stone pot.

Ye Xi turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Aori looked away with difficulty, glaring at him viciously.

After half a ring, he suddenly cried out: "Wow - you bully me not to eat, you bully me not to eat! I hate you to death!"

Ye Xi saw that the corners of Ah Zhi's eyes were red, obviously he had been wronged and sad to the extreme, but somehow, he laughed out loud.

Ah Zhi looked at Ye Xi and actually smiled, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at him with an accusatory face.

Ye Xi hurriedly comforted A-Weaving, who was about to fry his hair, and coaxed: "It's okay to eat a little bit, how about giving you the first bite later?"

Aori bit her lip and said awkwardly, "...... Hmmm!"

Ye Xi: "Let's say okay first, I'll give you the first sip, and don't make any more trouble later." ”

Aori nodded obediently: "Oh." ”

She thought to her fingers, one sip is a drink, two sips are also a drink, it's a big deal that she won't swallow it later, and hold it in her mouth for a while......

The soup in the stone pot continues to simmer.

The people around them were all eager to wear it, and they stubbornly endured the torture of the aroma, and refused to leave.

It wasn't until half an hour later, in the eyes of everyone who were glowing green, that Ye Xi finally scooped a small spoonful of soup in the bowl and handed it to Aori.

Aori was contented with the soup without mushrooms and meat in both hands, and smiled so much that she blushed.

Ye Xi looked at the people around him who were already crying, and finally showed compassion: "Okay, let's eat together, but don't rush everyone to line up to serve soup, so as not to overturn the pot, and each person can only hold one bowl." ”

"Thank you, Lord Xiwu!"

"Lord Xiwu is simply the most generous and greatest person in the world!"

The crowd cheered.

Although they had already reached the point where they were eager to pounce and bury their heads in the pot, they still lined up obediently with a bowl according to Ye Xi's request, but the people in front of them were the witches and chiefs of various tribes......

Of course, Ye Xi himself did not have this restriction, he first scooped a bowl full of mushroom stewed broth, which was full of crispy stewed beef, personally sent it to Tu Shanwu, and then scooped a few bowls to the person who had contributed just now, and then served a bowl to himself.

Sitting on the ground, Ye Xi enjoyed his feast comfortably.

Take a sip of the soup first, the soup is hot in the mouth, the rich aroma overflows the mouth, and after swallowing it with a bang, it still leaves a fragrant aftertaste.

Then he took a bite of the beef.

The beef has been fried and roasted, and it has the aroma of fat, and now it has been stewed in the cauldron for so long, and the meat has been stewed until it is crispy and crispy, which can be described as charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the soup is overflowing when you bite it.

This is followed by mushroom meat.

This white mushroom meat is worthy of a tenacious prehistoric variety, the flesh is snow-white, fragrant and tender, much more chewy and smooth than the ordinary mushrooms in the previous life, and when you bite it, it will slip between your teeth.

Ye Xi ate slowly one bite at a time, his tongue was hot, his forehead was sweating, and every pore was dripping with heart, and he was addicted.

Ye Xi is like this, and others are even more exaggerated.

They sat around the big stone pot, holding the bowl and taking small sips, drinking the soup with great cherishment. Every time I take a sip, I have to smash my mouth, squinting my eyes as if I am reminiscing.

One by one, they were very satisfied.

The water vapor kept blowing in from outside the tent, and everyone's clothes were wet, but their hearts were warm and comfortable, and they felt that this was really the most comfortable moment since the migration.

Some people even think in their hearts, it seems that it is not bad for the tribe to move here?

As long as there are witches, where can't they live in peace?

It's quite comfortable to live here!

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