I am the chief of a primitive tribe

"High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods."

This is the most familiar sentence that Mu Feng thought of at this time.

Original chicken, wild onions, black bamboo shoots, and tree flowers are all the most original and freshest ingredients.

What he has to do now is to add salt, water and chicken to the stone pot, sort out the order, put bamboo shoots in the middle, and finally put tree flower mushrooms.

Shu Feng, who has tasted the chicken soup, is looking forward to it, staring at the pot eagerly.

Others can't help but twitch their noses to smell the fragrance that has filled the entire stone cave.

"Brother Mu Feng, is this the chicken soup you mentioned?" Bai Ya's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but get close to the stone pot, "Isn't this too fragrant?"

Mu Feng nodded: "It's this chicken soup, it will be more fragrant when it's cooked!"

The other people were even more looking forward to it, and they no longer sat down. They stood up and stood beside the stone pot, all intoxicated to smell the steaming fragrance, unwilling to let go of a wisp.

Mu Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking to himself: "Is it that serious?"

"Great Chief!" Li Hu couldn't help but say, "Is the primitive chicken used for stewing soup? Will we eat it like this in the future?"

Mu Feng held back his smile: "How is it possible? The primitive chicken is the most nutritious when stewed in soup. In the future, those in the tribe who are weak, injured, or have given birth can all make soup."

"In addition to stewing soup, there are other ways to eat primitive chicken. But that will have to wait until later. Anyway, roasting is the worst way to eat it!"

Mu Feng wanted to talk about modern earthen pot chicken, white-cut chicken, roast chicken, etc., but the problem was that he was afraid that he would not understand a few people, and it would only be a waste of words to explain, so he simply didn't talk about it.

But even if it was stewed soup, it had already subverted the cognition of several people.

At the moment, the soup in a large stone pot was already very thick, and the fragrance was completely out.

Several people couldn't help drooling.

"Great Chief, can we eat now?" Shuo Feng on the side couldn't hold back any longer, holding the stone bowl and waiting for the chicken soup to come out of the pot.

"Not yet, wait a little longer!" Mu Feng smiled and put the tree flowers in, "Wait until the mushrooms are cooked, it will be ready!"

Ming Guang, who was in charge of the barbecue, turned around and said, "The grilled fish and barbecue are ready!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng gestured for several people to sit on the stone slabs he brought from outside, with a large stone slab in the middle.

"What a mistake!" Mu Feng sighed in his heart, "I should have made a set of tables and chairs first!"

However, he did not show it on his face, and he gave them a pair of black bamboo chopsticks that had just been sharpened not long ago, which once again attracted a lot of doubts.

"What is this?" Li Hu asked.

"These are chopsticks!" Bai Ya raised her lips, with pride on her pretty face, "I made this with my brother Mu Feng!"

"What are these for?"

"For eating!" Mu Feng smiled and said to the few people, "Give me the stone bowl, I'll serve you soup!"

"Ah? How can this be, Bai Ya!" Li Hu hurriedly stood up and pulled Mu Feng, "Chief, sit down!"

"Well, okay!" Mu Feng had no choice but to sit down, "Put some bamboo shoots and tree flower mushrooms in each bowl. As for the chicken, just take it out and put it here."

Bai Ya did as he was told.

Soon, the table was filled with cold shepherd's purse, grilled fish, grilled lamb, stewed primitive chicken, and chicken soup.

Eight people, five dishes.

These dishes are extremely simple in modern times, but they are the most luxurious and extravagant meal that Mu Feng has had since he traveled through time.

But everyone held a chopstick in each hand and looked at Mu Feng eagerly.

Because they found that except for the roasted lamb and the roasted fish, they didn't know how to eat the other three.

"Uh..." Mu Feng was stunned, and quickly picked up a pair of chopsticks, saying and demonstrating: "This is chopsticks, you can use it to pick up food!"

As he said that, Mu Feng picked up shepherd's purse and put it in his mouth. It tasted light and really good.

Especially compared with the smoky barbecue a few days ago, this is simply a delicacy on earth!

But such a simple action is as difficult as ascending to heaven for others.

Several people either couldn't hold the chopsticks or couldn't pick up the food.

The most exaggerated one was Mingguang, who was always mature and steady. He had no choice but to hold a chopstick in one hand and forcefully picked up a little shepherd's purse and put it in his mouth.

After tasting the shepherd's purse, several people showed surprise on their faces, and then laughed: "What is this? It tastes different from meat, and it tastes so good!"

White Fang smiled playfully again: "I know, this is wild shepherd's purse. Brother Mufeng said that this is a kind of wild vegetable and can be eaten!"

Several people looked at White Fang in surprise, only Li Hu showed pride on his face.

It is obvious that Mufeng is close to White Fang, and he, as a father, naturally feels proud.

"How about trying the soup while it's hot?" Mufeng picked up the stone jar and madeDemonstration, "You can drink the soup first, and then eat two bites of the bamboo shoots and mushrooms in it!"

"Bamboo shoots, mushrooms?"

Without waiting for Mufeng to explain, Shufeng on the side couldn't wait any longer, picked up the stone bowl and drank it "gulp gulp", smacking his lips while drinking.

Mufeng was a little helpless and wanted to say it on the spot.

But thinking that today's topic was not this, he didn't take it seriously.

Seeing Shufeng wolfing down, the others also drank a mouthful of soup.

So they looked at the stone bowl in their hands with wide eyes, and couldn't believe it.

"Is this chicken soup?" Li Hu was still unsatisfied, "Can I drink another bowl?"

"Drink it!" Mufeng also held the stone bowl and drank it in small sips.

To be honest, chicken, mushrooms, and bamboo shoots are really top-notch ingredients, and the taste of chicken soup is really nothing to say!

This chicken soup tastes better than the soup I drank in a modern five-star hotel!

If there is really a flaw, it is that the stone bowl is too heavy!

Of course, these were no problem at all for the other people.

After drinking the chicken soup, they immediately immersed themselves in the delicious bamboo shoots and mushrooms.