Author: Zhuang Shenchen

The chefs exited the tent with their respective "entries", and everyone immediately gathered around them, asking about the results and sharing the remaining food.

After learning that Tiger Tongue had shocked everyone with his skills today, the judges had almost eaten all the food he cooked, leaving only some chicken soup. Everyone felt regretful and soon ate up the remaining chicken soup like hungry wolves.

After eating all the food, his eyes suddenly lit up and he exclaimed how delicious it was.

How can this be enough?

The hunters did not enjoy themselves to the fullest, and the hunters were very unhappy.

The chef of the Dashu Tribe smiled and said: "Don't worry, the winner this time is Tiger Tongue. You can enjoy it until the sacrificial ceremony!"

Hu Ton was so proud that he enjoyed the admiration of everyone. The chefs gathered around him and asked him various questions related to cooking, and also inquired about the exchange price of pottery.

Hei Niu walked straight to Lin Yu and shouted respectfully: "Master!"

"ah?"

Lin Yu was startled.

Hei Niu raised his head and showed sincere and fiery eyes: "Master, I also want to learn skills! I want to prove that I am no worse than Tiger Tongue!"

Zhang Tian was the first to say: "Do you know where you are worse than Tiger Tongue? It's not just skills, but also tools! Whether you make soup or stir-fry, you need pottery. Without pottery, no matter how good your cooking skills are, it's useless.

Dear, before you learn the skills, why not go back and change to a set of pottery that you can find handy."

"What should I exchange for it?"

"Food, you are not short of food anyway, are you?"

Hei Niu wanted to agree immediately, but he had no say in the matter.

"I need to discuss it with the tribesmen," he said.

"Then come to us after we've discussed it."

Hei Niu left with a heavy heart.

Lin Yu couldn't help complaining: "You are ripping me off."

"How can this be called extortion?" Zhang Tianyi said sternly, "I am collecting tuition for you. Isn't it natural for an apprentice to respect his master?"

Not long after, the curtain of the camp was opened, and the chiefs filed out. In the past, it took a long time to discuss the results, but this time it was unusually fast, and apparently there was no major disagreement.

As the host, Yun was the last one to walk out and announced loudly: "After discussion, we all agreed that the winner of this cooking competition is-Tiger Tongue! Look forward to it! He will show off his outstanding skills at the sacrifice ceremony!"

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"Tiger tongue!"

"Tiger tongue!"

"Tiger tongue!"

The hunters shouted Tiger Tongue's name, and the sacrificial ceremony had not yet begun, but there was already a celebration-like atmosphere in the camp.

Yun stretched out his hands and pressed down, signaling everyone to calm down.

After the excited crowd calmed down a little, he looked at Tiger Tongue and said, "I'm curious about something, no, we are all curious, how do you completely eliminate the bitter taste of salt?"

Except for the members of the Big Tree Tribe and the Snake Skin Tribe, everyone else was stunned. In their understanding, the bitter taste of salt is as inherent as the salty taste. Even sacrificing to the Snow Spirit cannot completely eliminate it. Tiger Tongue actually

Did it?

The chefs were even more shocked, thinking that the cooking skills of Tiger Tongue were so high that they could completely eliminate the bitter taste of salt? They thought they thought highly of Tiger Tongue, but they underestimated it.

Everyone’s eyes fell on Hu Tongue, who proudly said: “Because our salt has no bitter taste!”

Yun frowned and asked: "What do you call your salt? Didn't you get your salt from us?"

"No!" Tiger Tongue shook his head, "Our salt comes from the Big Tree Tribe!"

Everyone immediately looked towards Pinecone.

You kid, don’t say half of what you say!

Pinecone was shot while lying down. He cursed in his stomach and quickly explained: "We did find a land of snow and salt, but it was not us who made the snow salt pure, but..."

He searched around the crowd and finally found Zhang Tian, ​​who was standing at the back. He pointed at him and said, "It's the Tian of the Dahe tribe! He was guided by the sky and passed on the knowledge of his ancestors. By offering sacrifices to the sky, he gained the

Sacrificing the stronger power of the Snow Spirit, I obtained extremely pure salt without any bitter taste!"

Everyone turned to look behind them and saw that it was the boy with the strange hairstyle. They also heard Pinecone mouthing shocking words, and they immediately started talking.

Zhang Tian huddled his hands in his sleeves like a farmer would, and accepted the attention of everyone calmly. This kind of thing was inevitable, and he had expected it before he came.

"Nonsense!"

Yun scolded, then said with a serious face: "No power is more powerful than Xue Ling's power!"

Pinecone said: "But the salt he got from sacrificing to the sky is indeed purer than the salt you get from sacrificing to the snow spirit. You have also tasted it. How can you explain this?"

Yun choked up. After all, he was not a priest, and the doorway was not very clear. He glanced at the black bear beside him with his peripheral vision, but saw that the priest apprentice was also speechless, and he suddenly became angry.

It’s really useless!

He suddenly thought about the good things about mountain streams again. The lack of opinion of the black bear is easy to control, but in case of an emergency, he really can't be counted on!

He immediately gave the crow a wink.

Crow understood this and took his two brothers to quietly leave the camp under the cover of night and run toward the cave where the tribe settled.

Sabretooth and Lionheart stood by with a tacit understanding. Their two tribes still believed in the ancient sabertooth tiger spirit and cave lion spirit, and had always stayed away from the theory of snow spirit. As for the sky spirit that suddenly appeared at this moment, they

Of course I won't accept it.

At this time, the people who did not know the truth shouted: "Where is the purer salt? We haven't tasted it yet!"

In fact, several of them had already tasted it. When they were sharing the leftover soup, they were just scrambling for the food at that time. Everyone gulped it down and no one tasted it.

"You will eat it!" Zhang Tian said loudly, "Everyone will eat it! During the sacrificial ceremony, Tiger Tongue will use salt without bitter taste to cook food for you!"

Everyone cheered and cheered, imagining the taste of salt without bitterness, only the salty fragrance, and looked forward to the sacrificial ceremony and the delicacies at the ceremony.

Yun's face became even more ugly, and he glared angrily at the heretic who was inciting public opinion. Everything about this child's appearance, behavior, and words disgusted him.

Zhang Tian could clearly feel the anger of his host. He understood why the other party was angry. What surprised him was that the young chief didn't seem to want to ask for details, which made his prepared words useless.

This young man is not very calm... He has a rough judgment on Yun's character.

The most injured person at this time is Black Bull.

He had just returned to his tribe and wanted to persuade them to exchange pottery with the Dahe tribe. The situation suddenly changed. He saw the angry faces of the tribesmen and had to swallow all the words he said.
Chapter completed!