Huang Xiao did not appear directly in the cave, but chose to land on the open space in front of the cave.

When the sentry buffalo and other teenagers saw this miraculous scene, everyone was in awe.

Jin Yan and the others also discovered Huang Xiao for the first time and came over one after another.

Seeing the sun god go and return, and bring so many things that he hadn't seen before, Jin Yan and other natives all laughed out of flowers.

"These are quilts, send them down, let everyone use them at night, these coats are also sent down, one set for one person, this is the ...... shoes"

Huang Xiao and Jin Yan explained.

Jin Yan was dumbfounded.

The sun god was so good to us!

Jin Yan burst into tears, and she called more than a dozen women to help move all the clothes and quilts into the cave.

Huang Xiao pointed to a large box of chopsticks and pots and pans and said, "This is an iron pot for cooking...... This is...... It's a bowl for eating, and everyone gets a portion. ”

Jin Yan and the women waiting next to her were immediately completely conquered by this jade-like fine porcelain.

They are called the pottery tribe because they have been making pottery for a long time, and among the dozens of tribes, their pottery is the most beautiful.

But compared to the bowls brought by the sun god, the pottery they were proud of was nothing to mention!

Indigenous tribal names and even personal names are very meaningful and arbitrary, such as naming, which is very similar to some customs in many parts of our country.

They have at least three or more names in their lives, and when they are born, as in the case of Jin Yan, their parents will give their children whatever they hear or see.

For example, when he hears a wolf howling, his name is called wolf howl, and an adult man will fight or hunt for honor and a new name for himself, and some warriors even have twenty or thirty names.

And tribal names, like the name of the Indians, were taken by the colonists according to their transliterations and even preferences, such as the Tao tribe, which was recorded in Jamestown as the Husworth tribe.

In the same way, what James River, Virginia, Amsterdam, Washington...... All the place names were imposed on the land by the colonizers.

If Huang Xiao established the country and set the capital in Washington, it would naturally not be called this name.

Straight to the point.

Huang Xiao asked Jin Yan to send all the rice into the cave, and he followed him with the largest wooden box.

There are weapons and ammunition here, the weight is really not light, the tribe is full of women and children, it must not be easy for them to carry it, Huang Xiao simply did it himself.

He placed the wooden box at the entrance of the cave and instructed Jin Yan not to let anyone open it or let the fire come near.

Jin Yan solemnly admonished the clansmen.

Inside the cave.

The roast wolf meat was bubbling with grease, dripping on the fire from time to time, bursting with sparks and a rich aroma.

The little natives don't fight anymore, they all look at the meat on the rack, although a lot of wolf meat has been roasted, but the gods don't dare to do it until they eat it.

Huang Xiao instructed Jin Yan and the others to open the rice bag, use the cold water that had been boiled and stored in the clay pot, scooped the rice, lined up with an iron pot, and boiled the porridge.

This white rice, so that Jin Yan and others are curious, rice is native to China, has nearly 10,000 years of planting experience, but for North America at this time, it is still extremely rare, even if the colonists arrived, did not bring rice seeds.

The porridge was cooked over a high fire, and it cooked quickly, and after ten minutes, the cave was enveloped in the fragrance of rice, and at this moment even the meat that the natives loved to eat seemed to be covered by this fragrance.

"Remove the fire."

"Go and get the bison back, we're ready to eat!"

Jin Yan obeyed Huang Xiao's arrangement and extinguished the fire under the iron pot.

At the same time, he also called the bison and the others back, Huang Xiao was here, even if there was an enemy who wanted to sneak attack, it was nothing, and it didn't make these teenagers cold.

Huang Xiao asked people to use a soup spoon to beat the porridge bowl by bowl.

In this cold winter, drinking a bowl of fragrant porridge is warm and delicious, at least in the feeling of the natives who have never tasted rice porridge.

This is the delicacy of the gods.

In the cave, everyone drank a bowl of rice porridge to their heart's content.

Of course, this is also the result of Huang Xiao's opening, otherwise these natives would not dare to make a mistake.

After all, Huang Xiao, the great god, didn't drink it.

Everyone was still unsatisfied.

Jin Yan cut off the strongest wolf's leg and gave it to Huang Xiao respectfully.

The natives all looked at Huang Xiao with apprehension.

They don't know if the gods will eat their food.

Huang Xiao smiled and took it.

Just from the appearance, this wolf leg is roasted to a golden color, and there is no burnt and other conditions.

However, this is also normal, and the craftsmanship accumulated by the indigenous people for thousands of years is naturally not far behind.

Huang Xiao took a bite.

It is chewy, and there is no imaginary smell, although it is very light, I think it should be because there is not enough salt and seasoning, but this original taste, but it has a different taste.

"It's delicious! Eat it all too quickly. ”

When they were praised by the gods, the natives were all smiling.

Huang Xiao went to fetch the salt, sprinkled it, and it tasted even more delicious.

Jin Yan dipped her fingers in some salt and put it in her mouth, and her large, watery eyes were suddenly full of surprise.

"Sun God, is this the salt of the divine realm? It's delicious! ”

Huang Xiao laughed: "Yes, don't you have any salt?" ”

Jin Yan said: "Yes, we eat sea salt, the taste is not as good as the sun god, after the demons occupied the coast, our salt is not as much as before, we exchange fur with them." ”

Huang Xiao nodded: "It's all in this bag, you let them all sprinkle it on the meat." ”

Jin Yan thanked and told the tribesmen, and the natives were surprised and delighted.

Originally, there was not much salt in the tribe, but today it is almost wiped out, and the salt is naturally gone.

And although they eat sea salt, they don't know how to boil or dry salt, and most of them collect the sea salt that is left on the coast and crystallize naturally in shells, so that they can collect it for consumption.

Although the amount of this method is not large, it is incomparable, the population is sparse, and the sea salt in the coastal areas can also meet the consumption of most people, plus the original meat and other foods also contain salt.

Of course, there are also many salt lakes in North America, and there is still a lot of salt near those natural salt lakes.

Meal.

The natives got busy again, boiling water in clay pots.

Huang Xiao asked Jin Yan.

Jin Yan said it was for cleansing the body.

That is, to take a bath, but the conditions are a little difficult, and it is definitely not possible to take a hearty bath.

This reminded Huang Xiao of some of the records in the materials he collected.

The Indians revered nature as their gods, and they also paid great attention to the cleanliness of their bodies, and if the season was right, they bathed almost every day.