Leader Mao looked at the small bag on Qisha’s waist, then looked at her face, with a subtle expression.

He knew that it was a small bag from the Qingpython Tribe. It looked small and could actually hold a lot of things, and the things that were put in would not rot. It would look like whatever it was put in.

Other tribes are not jealous, but it is useless to grab them. The square inch bag is no different from ordinary small bags. Only the Qing Python man can really open it.

Although communication is inconvenient in wilderness, some rumors are that they have long legs.

A few days ago, he heard that Dahu's partner was not very innocent from the Qingpython tribe and gave birth to a child with Qingpython bloodline. It turned out to be Ah??

Judging from her appearance, she looks a bit like a green python, and she is so handsome.

However, some people say that it is not the big tiger's companion, but his father Bao, or if it goes up, there is always one.

Azhe didn't know that there was a scandal of his ancestors wearing a little green in the White Deer Mountains, and said enthusiastically: "Captain Mao, my sister cooks very deliciously. You can eat more later."

Chief Mao: "Okay, okay, it smells fragrant."

The happiest person who doesn't know is the happiest thing, so don't tell Azhe anymore, so as not to be sad.

Chief Mao said it smelled like it, and this was not a polite word!

It smells so good! It smells so good!

As time goes by, the big stone pot emits an unparalleled fragrance, not only in the nose, but also in the heart!

It is not as domineering as the smell of meat, it is comfortable, it is comforting, and it is peaceful and upright.

Eleven people sat around the big stone pot and stared at it.

Even Qi Sha felt that its fragrance was no less than that of the spiritual rice in Kunyuan Realm. It was fresh, mellow, and slightly sweet.

001 that I can't eat: "Haha, how can it be fresh? I just picked it from the tree."

A soldier took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh: "It smells so good!"

Chief Mao swallowed with a very small amplitude and asked, "Ah??, can you eat it?"

Qi Sha: "Wait a little longer."

She was a little unsure of the heat when she made rice as big as peanuts for the first time. However, when she smelled this smell, she seemed to have a little bit of rawness.

After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, Qisha opened the lid of the pot, stirred it evenly with a large wooden spoon, and sprinkled with salt. At this time, the fragrance did not rise and floated farther when the heat was rising, but it was even more mouth-watering.

While stirring, she could hear more than one saliva sound.

"It's time to eat!"

The soldiers lined up in line to get food under the stare of the Mao leader.

After stewing the spikes, the spikes were bigger than the raw ones, which was originally surprising.

But now no one cares about such trivial matters, they are all busy eating.

The soft and glutinous fruits, golden lion and dragon meat slices, and fragrant and pink wood roots are combined to form a delicious taste that has never been seen in the wilderness.

Leader Mao waved his small wooden spoon, bite after bite, and couldn't stop eating.

He even had the urge to cry.

It's so delicious, how could there be such a delicious thing?!

It’s so hateful. This piece of spike has been growing in this valley next to the tribe. It can be achieved by drinking a little water, but they don’t know that spikes can still be eaten like this!

Qi Sha also ate a big bowl, so she was not as primitive as Chief Mao and the others. When she went out, she brought all pots and pans, as well as utensils for everyone to eat.

Food is the most important thing for people to put food in the world and to put it in every era.

This is even more so in the wilderness. Everyone is not polite. When they eat, they are like wind blowing away the clouds. They are swept away in a short while, and the crust at the bottom of the pot was pried up by the leader Mao to eat.

The soldiers dared not snatch him, they could only see him eating deliciously.

Seeing the opportunity, Aye served the second bowl of rice for himself and Ahma.

Although Azhe only got one bowl, his bowl was very large, one bowl topped with seven kills and three bowls.

"Ah??Miss, can you make another pot?"

Chief Mao felt embarrassed and authentic.

The soldiers of the Yue tribe were excited, "Chief, you are so nice. I am not full. I can eat a few more servings!"

My stomach is full, but my mouth is not full, so I still want to eat it.

Leader Mao glared: "What are you thinking about! This is for the elders of the Great Witch."

A few old guys called toothache every day and couldn't even eat meat, so it was just right to eat this.

Qi Sha smiled, "Mao leader, there are many ways to make Sui Fruit. Add more water, add some minced meat and cook it. If it is cooked, it is more suitable for the elderly."

Then we talked about several conventional practices.

Rice can become a staple food in many worlds, and it has been tested for a long time, and it is impossible for the wilderness to dislike it.

As the leader Mao listened, he suddenly said, "Ah??, you don't have a partner yet, right? You can choose the warriors of our Yue tribe. If you like, I will let the great witch bless you!"

Ah?? How great is this girl! She knows everything, can find water, knows how to eat spikes, and tells him openly, without hiding her at all!

If only I could stay in the Yue tribe!

The boss has such a great idea!

The six soldiers quickly stood behind the leader, raised their heads and chests, and their faces were filled with "I can" written on them.

Azhe was angry and laughed: "Captain Mao, you can't repay your kindness with grudges!"

Want to be Ah??'s companion, is the warriors of the Yue tribe matched? Are they matched?

Ah Mau also smiled: "Captain Mao, give up your unrealistic idea, we can still be friends."

Ah??I have said that I will serve the Creator God for life.
Chapter completed!