I am a primitive

Prepare food for the days ahead.

But today, because of the pots and the salt, everything is different.

"##￥Ww!"

The leader of the chicken leg tribe stroked his belly for a while, then looked up lazily at the cloudy sky outside, and spoke to the people in the tribe.

What he meant was that the tribe would not go hunting today, and would just rest near the cave.

While talking about these things, he pointed to the three pots.

If it was the past, after the leader announced such news to them, many people in the tribe would feel uneasy.

This is not because they like labor so much, but because the food in the tribe is limited. If there is no food for a long time, many people in the tribe are very likely to be hungry.

But now, everything is different!

They have novelty utensils, and they only need a small amount of food to feed everyone in the tribe!

Especially for some people, after standing here in the cave and watching the slowly flowing river, they put their hearts in their stomachs.

As long as the water in the creek doesn't dry up, they won't be hungry!

As for the water in the creek, when will it dry up...

This is obviously impossible!

As a result, the people of the chicken leg tribe lived a very leisurely life.

The leader of the chicken leg tribe was lying on a mat made of hay, lying obliquely on the ground, guarding not far from the clay pot, with a smile on his face.

Most of the rest of the chicken leg tribe also made the same choice as their leader, lying lazily on the grass, enjoying the leisure time.

The minors in the tribe kept running around around the tribe's cave, very happy.

The whole Drumstick tribe was enveloped in this kind of lightheartedness and leisure, and everyone was very happy.

They sincerely thank the magical tribe named 'Qingque'.

If it wasn't for them, how could I and others live such a beautiful life...

The leader of the chicken leg tribe stood up from where he was sleeping and walked out of the cave.

A moment later, there was a white and bright water column falling from the sky and falling to the ground.

Not only the leader of the Chicken Leg Tribe, but also the rest of the Chicken Leg Tribe ran out of the cave when they had nothing to do, and the game was just as convenient.

This kind of miraculous tool can make people feel full, which is very good, but it is too troublesome to keep people running to the toilet.

"Gollum..."

"Gollum..."

Outside the cave of the chicken leg tribe, there was a series of sounds one after another.

The leader of the chicken leg tribe looked up at the sun in the sky, and then reached out to touch his flat belly. After struggling like this for a while, he finally made a decision to continue making food.

It's really good to make food with this kind of thing, and it's easy to fill people up.

I became impatient and became hungry again. I felt that it hadn't been too long since I ate, and I was hungry again.

Fortunately, there is a lot of water in the tribal river, so you can eat whatever you want.

The leader of the chicken leg tribe, thinking happily, put the clay pot filled with water on the simple shelf around the fire.

Then start happily waiting with the rest of the tribe for the delicious food to be cooked.

After a while, outside the cave of the Drumstick Tribe, there was laughter again, and pots of delicious hot soup were poured into the stomachs of the Drumstick Tribe.

Then everyone started a leisurely life here with happy faces...

four days later...

The leader of the thin and disfigured chicken leg tribe, with the same thin and disfigured chicken leg tribe, set off from the tribe's cave and walked towards the hunting place in the past, holding weapons and looking very weak.

The making of this move also announced the shattering of their good wishes of relying on a few pots, a little food, and the endless river water to eat enough every day.

People from the Drumstick Tribe don't even dare to look at those rivers now.

Just looking at it makes me feel sick, and when I walk, my stomach is dangling, which is extremely uncomfortable.

"#￥@3..."

The leader of the Drumstick tribe seemed a little aggrieved as he walked and muttered.

He's cursing the Green Sparrow Tribe who sold them fakes.

This tribe is really hateful!

To let them use so much food in exchange for such a thing!It's really disgusting!

Amidst the curses of the leader of the Chicken Leg Tribe, the four members of the Chicken Leg Tribe who were leading the way for Mao and the others from the Qingque Tribe had bid farewell to Mao and the others, left the neighboring tribe, and walked towards their own tribe.

There are smiles on their faces.

On the one hand, it was because, after completing such a thing, they got some extremely precious things from the mysterious Qingque tribe.

On the other hand, it is because they have eaten a lot of delicious food during the past few days walking with the Qingque tribe!

After the members of the chicken leg tribe left, Mao with a smile on his face took a clay pot from the donkey's back and began to cook the food very skillfully...

Jinguan City is still busy here.

With the busyness of the crowd, more than half of the foundations of the outer wall have been built and fired into a state of pottery.

Standing on the edge of the rice field, Han Cheng would look west from time to time, and after looking for a while, he would sigh a few times, appearing a little anxious.

He was anxious because the Nest Tribe did not come.

Judging from the frequency of Nest tribes coming before, they should have come again seven or eight days ago.

However, until now they have not come.

This change made Han Cheng a little anxious.

After all, this time, he has put in all his energy and wants to earn a lot more from the Red Tiger Tribe.

Now that the Nest Tribe who is acting as a middleman can't come, these ideas of his can only be some ideas.