"It smells so good!"

Wu Hao tasted Rong's roasted kun meat, and his mouth couldn't help but let out a satisfied admiration.

Looking at the level of civilization from food, clothing, housing and transportation, Wu Hao originally thought that the cooking level in this world was only average, but he didn't expect to be able to make such delicious food.

It's really ...... The ingredients are so good!

Looking at the Kun still rolling on the huge grill, and the chef of the Rong clan constantly crushing and smearing all kinds of seasoned herbs onto the Kun meat that was being roasted, the corners of Wu Hao's mouth twitched.

As a Dan Dao Grandmaster, Wu Hao's ability to distinguish medicines naturally did not speak, so he knew very well how precious the herbs that Rong had smeared on food so casually.

There are even many that are clearly recorded in the canon and have been lost.

Wu Hao realized that this world was simply unimaginably rich.

It's a pity that his Maitreya Three Styles have been inexplicably banned, so he can't use the Big Belly Energy Tolerance Style to help him cultivate now. For kun meat, you can only taste it at a superficial level.

Of course, he didn't forget to ask Jiang for some seeds of medicinal herbs, after all, as a Dan Master, he always had a bit of a collecting habit when he saw rare medicinal herbs.

If you ask for medicinal herbs directly, it may be too precious, so it's okay to ask for seeds.

Hearing his request, Jiang was stunned for a moment, because the Jumang clan has always liked to give seeds to others, and it was the first time he had seen it when he asked others for it.

But it wasn't a big deal in the end, so he quickly met Wu Hao's request.

Wu Hao, who got his wish, was satisfied, and while tasting the delicious kun meat, he observed the celebration of the Rong clan with great interest.

......

When Wu Hao was eating with a mouth full of oil, Huo Wu Dieyi didn't have much interest in Kun meat.

Because she knows that everything in this world is essentially a projection, even if she eats more kun meat, it is just to satisfy her appetite, and she will not get any substantial benefits.

She puts more of her experience on observing and finding out the news.

Through Situ Mingyue, she quickly understood that this celebration was to celebrate the victory of the war, and the tribal witch cultivators who had fought in the war were the real protagonists of the celebration.

She was very keenly aware that the women of the Rong clan who came to participate in the celebration consciously gathered into two small circles.

It is roughly divided according to the way they dress.

Some of the women were still dressed in animal skins or burlap, while others were dressed in fresh, clean fine cloth, just like what Huo Wu and Situ were wearing now.

So they naturally blended into the second circle.

Fire Dance Butterfly Yi guessed that this should be that there is still a class division among the Rong clan, and those with higher status will be given cloth before the celebration.

Thinking of this, Huo Wu Dieyi couldn't help but feel a little happy.

The more this is the case, the more she is valued in the Yourong clan, and the more benefits she will be able to obtain at that time.

......

"Why is there such a big gap between the two groups of people over there?" Wu Hao said, pointing to the two groups of women on the opposite side of the bonfire.

As soon as Jiang heard that Wu Hao had changed the topic to women, he became energetic, and said to Wu Hao with squeezing his eyebrows: "Fertility is rewarded in the clan, so whenever a baby is born, the woman who gives birth to the baby can get a piece of cloth as a reward. ”

"We have a reward for the warriors in this celebration, but this reward is not mandatory for the women who participate in the celebration, but voluntary. ”

"Before the start of the celebration, there will be a special clan with cloth to the girls. It's about giving them the right to choose. ”

"If they accept the cloth, it means that they are willing to bear children for the tribe and are completely subject to the arrangements of the tribe. ”

"If they don't accept it, it's because they want to choose their own partner at the celebration, and if they don't want to, we can't just knock on it!"

"I see!" Wu Hao nodded, and suddenly understood some of these Rong clan people.

Originally, he thought that this was a game of being strong and being strong, and felt that as a civilized person, he couldn't accept it.

Now it seems that this is just a prostitution activity, but the Rong family has already paid for him in advance.

Despite this, Wu Hao has no real intention of taking action, and in fact, the appearance of a Rong woman in this world does not conform to Wu Hao's aesthetics.

Besides, even if it conforms to his aesthetics, Wu Hao will not do such a thing.

Just got married, and prostituted, what a scumbag it must be!

I'll have to wait for the seven-year itch to talk about it.

In fact, the rewarded "love mallet" was also placed in the tent arranged for him by Jiang Hao by Wu Hao, and he did not bring it over.

As soon as Wu Hao thought of this, he heard Jiang open his mouth and say, "By the way, I just found out that you forgot this thing in the tent, so I brought it here for you!"

Saying that, he didn't know where to take out a big bone stick, what was it if it wasn't the "mallet of love"?

Seeing Jiang put on an expression of not thanking me, Wu Hao couldn't help but be a little speechless.

He copied the mallet and said strangely, "Where did you just take this thing with you?"

According to his observations, Jiang didn't look like he was wearing a space magic weapon, so where was he hiding this thing?

Watching Warrior B gradually aim his gaze at the animal skin of his lower body, Jiang Wai said with a smile: "Where else can it be hidden, of course, it is temporarily stored in the totem space." ”

As soon as he explained this, Wu Hao understood that the totem pole in the center of the camp was used for another purpose, that is, a large storage space.

As long as they are in the camp, all the witches of the Rong clan can communicate their totems, opening up a personal storage space where they can store and access items at any time.

Therefore, the totem pole often contains all the belongings of all the witches in the entire camp, and there is absolutely no room for error.

Thinking about it this way, some of the unreasonable things that Wu Hao saw in the camp can be explained, such as where the big witch took out the "love mallet" to him, and how those kitchen witches took out a variety of precious medicinal herbs out of thin air when they roasted kun.

It turns out that they have this convenience.

Wu Hao inquired that most of the witches used the private space in the totem pole in the clan to store items. As for the space witch that can move, it is very rare, and only the bones of special demon beasts can be refined, and they are generally held in the hands of special logistics witches.

Listening to Jiang's explanation, Wu Hao thought for a while, and once again set his eyes on the two groups of women from the Rong clan on the other side of the bonfire.

Seeing Wu Hao's appearance, Jiang couldn't help but smile meaningfully.

Of course, Wu Hao didn't look for a target as he thought, but suddenly remembered that he seemed to have overlooked something.

Jiang just mentioned the matter of storage space, which made Wu Hao's heart suddenly brighten, and finally thought of what he had just ignored in his glance!

Then he fixed his gaze on the ring on the hand of a witch opposite.

Sumeru Ring!

Wu Hao will never admit his mistake.

Although there are many styles of Sumeru rings, although there are witches of the Rong clan, both men and women, they also carry jewelry, and various bone rings, copper rings, and spar rings are not uncommon.

Mixed in, it looks so ordinary, so unremarkable, so inconspicuous.

But just after taking a look at the crowd, Wu Hao still recognized it.

Probably, this is fate!

Jiang once said that after dinner, it is time for dancing and free activities.

Wu Hao squinted in that direction, and the "mallet of love" in his hand was already quietly clenched......