I am a primitive

As for the fish used to make sauerkraut, it is fresh fish caught from the ponds outside the tribe.

Sauerkraut fish must be fresh fish to be delicious.

Using salted fish and other fish to make sauerkraut fish is simply a waste of sauerkraut and a waste of emotion. After a few bites, people don't want to eat it.

Of course, Wu couldn't let Wu know about such thoughts.

If Wu knew about it, he would definitely utter the exclamation of "making a crime" again.

The fishponds in the tribe have developed up to now, and the fish in the river are basically found in the fishponds.

And it is denser than the river, and it is easier to catch.

It can be said that everything is developing in a good way...

In the anticipation of everyone, the first meal after Han Cheng's return finally started.

Today is a special situation, so people in the tribe no longer eat in batches, but eat together.

Not only was there a much richer meal on the dinner table, Wu also brought a few people out and brought out more than a dozen jars of wine.

This made some old alcoholics in the tribe very happy.

It can be seen that Wu is really happy. People who don't drink much on weekdays actually drank two bowls at this time!

A red face, overflowing with a smile!

The whole person looks a bit like a child, happier than during the Chinese New Year.

Then began to eat.

When eating, when people took the first bite of the dish, they stretched out their chopsticks to the mutton stewed bamboo shoots cooked by Han Cheng, or the pickled fish.

Even those old men from the Qingque tribe who came back with Han Cheng hadn't eaten food cooked by Han Cheng himself for a long time.

Not to mention those who stayed in the tribe.

Products produced by the Son of God must be high-quality products. Such things have long been an open secret among the tribe.

Not just other aspects, but even food.

Therefore, at the beginning of eating, the people in the tribe stretched their chopsticks towards the food made by the Son of God himself.

Some food came in, and the people in the tribe felt emotional in their hearts.

As expected of the Son of God, the food he makes is still so delicious, it's so amazing that people can't stop!

The old hands of the Qingque tribe were like this, let alone those who followed Han Cheng from the south and joined the Qingque tribe for a short time.

Everyone ate with wide-eyed eyes, and then the speed of eating couldn't help but speed up.

Looking at Han Cheng's gaze is full of reverence and love.

The priestesses of the original tribe of myself and others would not do this.

Don't say that she made food for herself and others by herself, even if she and others carefully made food with her and delivered it to her, she would often dislike the food as bad.

It really can't be compared between people.

I don't know how much more powerful and capable the Son of God is than the dead witch, but the Son of God has never given people the feeling of superiority.

This person is really, the more dissatisfied he is, the more he likes to pretend, the more he likes to be poor.

On the contrary, those people who are really capable seem extremely approachable and amiable on weekdays, and they don't show themselves.

Perhaps, this is the biggest reason why the priestesses of my original tribe lost to the Son of God...

Han Cheng never imagined that it was just a meal, and these people from the original Red Tiger Tribe thought of so many things, and raised them to such a height...

It is true that when a person's status reaches a certain level, some things that are commonplace for ordinary people can be interpreted by people with different meanings when placed on people with high status...

When eating, Han Cheng kept using chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Bai Xuemei, Little Pea, and Xiao Xing'er. It seemed that doing so could relieve some of the guilt in his heart...

During the banquet, Han Cheng had a lot of conversations with people nearby, and also ate a lot of food.

After eating, Han Cheng walked slowly inside and outside the tribe with senior brother Wu You.

Talking while walking.

It's basically commonplace.

Han Cheng, holding Xiao Xing'er in his arms, learned a lot about what happened during the time he left the tribe through the conversation with the two.

Not only the main tribe, but the Tongshan residential area also knew a lot.

Han Cheng also told Wu and senior brother a lot about the south.

When speaking, of course, it is to pick up the good words.

Han Cheng didn't say anything about the difficulties and dangers he encountered.

It is his habit to report good news but not bad news.

In his consciousness, as a man, he should be stronger.

Even if it is bloody and embarrassing outside, you have to take care of it, and then go home with the hard-earned things, full of indifference...

Of course, the premise of doing this is that there are people in the family who are worthy of you.

Even so, Wu and the two senior brothers still couldn't help being surprised sometimes.

Over the years, they have seen a lot of things with Han Cheng, and their knowledge and ideas have grown a lot.

Although Han Cheng didn't say some things, they could still think of them.

However, no one figured it out.

Maybe this is the man...

Han Cheng hugged Xiao Xing'er, walked in this strange and familiar place, and then talked with Wu and senior brother, he felt a unique feeling in his whole body...

Time flies by, and before you know it, the sun has set and the most anticipated night has arrived.

As night fell, Han Cheng came to the kang early after taking a bath.

Nothing of color happens.

So two guys, one big and one small, are pestering him to play around.