The indigenous peoples of the New World also mastered the winemaking technology.
Their wine seems to be made of fruit.
Therefore, although their wine is very light, it also has a very sweet fruity aroma.
Because the wine of the indigenous people is so light, in Mude and others' eyes, the wine of the indigenous people is no different from juice.
But no matter how light the wine is, once you drink too much, you will still get drunk.
During this supper, many of Mu De's subordinates were drunk.
Fortunately, Mu De still had some rationality and vigilance, and did not let his subordinates drink too crazy, otherwise he would have many subordinates who drank directly on the ground.
Mu De himself also drank a lot of fruit wine from the natives, but he was not as drunk or unconscious as he drank it.
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Under the entertainment of the indigenous people, Mude and others enjoyed a very lively supper.
After dinner, the indigenous people placed Mude and others in some empty houses in the tribe.
And their beds are just straws laid on wooden boards.
The beds of the Aboriginal people in the New World seem to be like this - laying some straw on a wide wooden board.
During the day, Mude and others were basically traveling through mountains and rivers to find the indigenous people. After finding the indigenous people, they followed them for a long time to their tribe. After arriving at their tribe, they had another lively dinner, so Mude and others consumed a lot of energy at this time.
Many people, including Mude, fell asleep as soon as they lay on their straw.
However, Mude is a veteran who has been through a long battle formation. Even though he is very tired, he has not yet died of sleep while sleeping, and he still has a little alertness.
Once there is any abnormal noise, Mu De can wake up immediately.
This is also a sequelae of staying on the battlefield for a long time.
Fortunately, their night was very calm and there were no accidents.
Just as it was dawn, Mude opened his eyes.
While stretching, Mu De walked out of the simple house he was in which he was built of straw and wood.
As soon as he got out of the house, Mude saw Blaze stretching and looking at the sunrise.
"Blaise, you're still getting up so early."
"No, I'm just getting up."
Mude walked slowly to Blaze's side, stood side by side with Blaze, and looked at the slowly rising sun in the distance.
"...Blaise, what do you think of the Aboriginal people of the New World?" Mude suddenly asked Blaise.
"...I think the Aboriginals are very enthusiastic and simple." Blaze smiled, "not only did they not have hostility to us, the outsiders, but they also treated us very enthusiastically."
The friendship of the indigenous people was far beyond Mude and their expectations.
At the beginning, when looking for the indigenous people of the New World, Mu De and others were worried that the indigenous people of the New World would be a group of vicious and vicious people who would have strong hostility towards them and outsiders.
Now it seems that their concern is unnecessary.
At least the indigenous people of the tribe they met were very friendly to their outsiders.
Just then, Mude suggested to Blaze:
"Blaise, we might as well name the Aboriginal people of this New World."
"Name?"
"Well, it's always inconvenient to call them like this, and it's inconvenient to call them like this. Just like naming new animals, let's name the indigenous people of this new world."
"I'm going to say it, it's really inconvenient to call them "indigenous people" and it's really inconvenient to call them. So what name do you think should you give to the indigenous people of the New World?"
"I just can't think of a good name, so I came to ask you. Haven't you read a lot of books? Your knowledge is higher than mine, so if you want names or something, you must be better than me."
"You suddenly asked me to give a nation a name, and I couldn't think of any good name for a while..."
Blaze pursed his lips and began to ponder.
Mude was not in a hurry, and stood aside obediently, not disturbing Blaise's thinking.
After a while, Blaze finally spoke:
“…How about name the Aboriginals of the New World ‘Pan Rum’?”
"Flam? Does this name mean?"
“'Flam' is the dialect transliteration of my hometown, which means 'fire'.”
"Flam...why do you always feel that this is a bit like Frank?"
"My hometown is in the east of the empire," said Blaise, "so my dialect is a bit like Frank."
"Oh, yes, I forgot that your hometown is east of the empire, very close to the Frank Empire. OK, then you can continue to talk about why you named the indigenous people of the New World 'Flame'."
"Because I found that the Aboriginal people of the New World seem to admire, or are fascinated by the flames, haven't you noticed it?"
Blaze talked eroticly.
"Recalling what happened yesterday."
"When we first entered their tribe, the tribesmen held torches and circled around us."
"This is probably a kind of welcome ceremony for them."
"When lighting the bonfire and preparing supper, they will also let a group of old men kneel before the bonfire, and then give a large ritual speech before they will officially light the bonfire and cook food."
Hearing this, Mu De widened his eyes.
Mu De really didn't notice this detail of the life of the indigenous people.
Looking back now, Mude found that as Blaze said, the indigenous people would perform a ceremony before igniting the bonfire.
And Blaze continued:
"When the Aboriginal people dance, they only dance next to the flames, never dancing far away from the flames."
"When they enjoy supper and put out the bonfire, they will only put out the flames after a long ceremony."
"From these details of the lives of the Aboriginal people, I dare to conclude that the Aboriginal people must have a certain level of worship of the flames."
“So I plan to name the Aboriginals ‘fire’ – ‘Flames’.”
"...Flam..." Mude chewed the word repeatedly.
"...A good name." Mude finally smiled, "Okay! I decided, then we will not call them 'Aboriginal people' in the future! Let's call them 'Flames' instead!"
Just then - just as Mude finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly sounded outside the tribe.
After the noise rang out, the originally quiet tribe suddenly became noisy.
The men of the tribe rushed out of their homes with a serious look on their faces, holding their weapons in their hands.
The men all ran to the same direction - outside the tribe.
Looking at the men rushing towards the tribe with weapons, Mu De couldn't help frowning and murmured:
Chapter completed!