I Became the God of Light

Earthy yellow pottery bowls and small pottery pots are revealed.

A crowd of people quickly gathered around, especially those who participated in the production, who were very excited.

"I did this and it was successful! Haha..."

"I succeeded too!"

They recognized their pottery at a glance and cheered.

However, there are also some missing pieces among them, because a small part of this batch of pottery products cracked, which obviously was not fired well.

With Su Yun's permission, they held the pottery they made, their faces full of joy and harvest.

“Dirt is amazing!”

"I want to make one too!"

Others who did not participate had surprise and envy on their faces, and some excitement in their hearts.

Su Yun glanced at the small pottery pot that was made. It was a bit like the big iron pot in the countryside, but the size was much smaller.

He turned around and gave instructions to the people around him, asking them to wash the pots and bowls and slaughter a clean fish.

"What is the priest doing?" Fang Ya, a strong man in the crowd, asked the short and thin Qing next to him in confusion.

"Just look, the priest may be trying to teach us something, maybe it's God's will!"

A wise light flashed in Qing's turbid eyes.

"God?" Tuya was shocked when he heard this. He and the middle-aged leader standing next to them looked at each other, and both of them couldn't help but look forward to it.

They know that as long as it is related to God, it will definitely not be simple. Everything has profound meaning. It's just that they, mortals, are stupid and cannot understand God's meaning in advance.

Not just the three of them, some other people also vaguely guessed something when they saw the priest's special movements.

After one pass to ten, and ten to a hundred, under the expectant eyes of the crowd, the pot and fish were taken care of and brought over.

Su Yun glanced at the pot and fish held by the two people. After thinking for a while, he turned around and found something.

After a while, he found three stones that were more than ten centimeters high. After arranging the three stones in a triangle on the ground, he took some firewood and piled them in the stone pit.

As the flames ignited, the pot was lifted onto the stone.

When the pot was burned and heated, smoke came out from the pot, which was obviously heated to a certain level.

"It's a pity that there is no oil." Su Yun felt a little regretful and reached out to take the disemboweled and washed snakeheaded fish.

He glanced at the fish, which was longer than the pottery pot. After thinking about it, a little white light came out of his hand, which quickly condensed into the shape of a light knife. With a horizontal stroke towards the middle of the fish, the fish easily split into two halves.

In full view of everyone, the fish was thrown directly into the clay pot.

Zizzi~

As soon as I put it out of the pan, there was a sound of frying fish, and at the same time there was a special fragrance.

Compared with grilled fish, this smell is more attractive and blooms more thoroughly, making people salivate after smelling it.

No, people who were close immediately sniffed their noses desperately.

"smell good!"

"Why does this fish taste so good?"

After just a slight sniff, they felt that the grilled fish they usually ate was no longer fragrant, and all that was left in their eyes and hearts was the blackened fish fried in a clay pot.

Su Yun saw that the fish was still frying, so he turned to the person beside him and said, "Put a pot of water in a clay pot."

"I'll do it!" Fang looked curious and rushed forward to take over the task.

After saying that, he picked up a clay pot from the ground not far away and ran towards the river in large strides.

"What is the priest doing? Why do you need water?"

"Yeah, I don't understand..."

They scratched their heads as they had never cooked before, not quite understanding what the priest was going to do.

"I forgot to make a spatula." Su Yun noticed that the fish was a little burnt, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Forget it..." He sighed and calmly stretched out his hand. A spatula condensed with white light immediately appeared in his hand.

After a few shovels, he turned the fish over.

Well, let’s not even mention it, it’s pretty easy to use.

The tribesmen looked at the ray shovel in amazement, and some of them were careful and secretly wrote down the style, just waiting to make an identical one in the future.

Zizzi~

Because no oil was added, the skin of the black fish was a little sticky, but as time passed, the oil belonging to the fish itself seeped out, and coupled with the burnt aroma, a more alluring smell emanated.

The aroma spread throughout the open space, making everyone look at the grilled fish with longing in their eyes, and their saliva was almost overflowing.

"Priest, you want water."

Fang grinned and handed him the clay pot filled with water. As he spoke, he moved his throat up and down, and couldn't help but ask, "Priest, can you give me some fish?"

"No." Su Yun refused softly.

Seeing Tusk's extremely disappointed expression, he couldn't help but be speechless and explained, "The fish is not cooked yet."

"Cook?" Qing, who was nearby, heard the word and couldn't help but repeat it in confusion.

Su Yun glanced at Qing with slight surprise, and seeing everyone's confused expressions, he said, "Yes, it's cooking!"

As he spoke, he didn't explain much, just tipped the pottery pot in his hand towards the small pottery pot.

Under the sunlight, extremely clear water glowing with golden light poured down.

Zhi~

There was a "sizzling" sound, and a large amount of water vapor came out.

This scene made other people look dumbfounded.

"What is this, priest?!"

“They even added water!”

After the crowd reacted, they all exclaimed. They didn't quite understand this scene.

It was a good pot of fish, but after seeing the priest pouring water, most people looked disappointed.

They felt that this pot of fish would not be that delicious...

Qing in the crowd was frowning deeply at this time. He originally believed in his inner thoughts. He felt that the strange behavior of the priest was probably the order of God. Now seeing such behavior made him a little uncertain.

Su Yun ignored the disappointed and surprised people and just scooped up the fish calmly.

In the small clay pot, as soon as the water was poured into it, it immediately turned milky white, as if milk had been added. It had an alluring smell and looked very good.

The fish soup was still being heated, and Su Yun thought for a while and felt that it might not have much flavor.

He stood up and was going to get some of the remaining snowflake salt from yesterday's transaction to the traveling merchant.

He stopped the tribesmen who wanted to follow him and left here alone.

This time, the expressions on everyone's faces became even more confused.

When he came back, Su Yun was holding a small bag of packaged salt, with half a finger's worth of snowflake salt left at the bottom of the bag.

The tribesmen looked at the small bag in surprise. When some sharp-eyed people caught a glimpse of the white stuff inside, they immediately exclaimed, "This is salt!"

"What? Something given by the gods?"

The story about salt, a gift from the gods, has long been spread among the tribe, but some people were surprised when they saw it for the first time.