Shan, who was distressed, looked over quickly when he heard Zhao Qian's words.
He is one of the few people in the entire Yanze tribe who knows that Zhao Qian is Erya's disciple, so he still believes in Zhao Qian in his heart.
Zhao Qian nodded and said, "Yes, I already have a solution."
Shan, who was usually very calm, became excited at this time and asked: "What can I do?"
Zhao Qian smiled mysteriously and did not answer Shan's question. Instead, he asked: "You haven't eaten yet, right?"
A Tan Luo said angrily: "There is so much salt and not a single bit has been sold. How can I have the appetite to eat?"
Zhao Qian said: "People are like iron, and rice is like steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will feel hungry. Let's eat first."
"Iron? Steel?"
Shan didn't understand what Zhao Qian was talking about. He guessed that Zhao Qian was hungry, so he opened his backpack and planned to take out some dried meat.
"We don't eat jerky."
Zhao Qian stopped Shan Na's dried meat, looked at a Tan Luo, and arranged: "Go and buy some fresh meat. You don't need to buy yuan beast meat, just ordinary meat."
After saying that, he looked at the other Tan Luo and said, "Go and find some charcoal and some branches, I can use them."
However, after Zhao Qian finished making arrangements, the two Tan Luo looked at me and I looked at you, but neither of them moved.
Zhao Qian frowned when he saw this, and after thinking for a moment, he understood what was going on.
Although he is already a disciple of Erya, this matter is still a secret in the Yanze tribe, and not many people know about it.
Therefore, he is still an outsider in the eyes of these Tan Luo.
There is no reason for them to take orders from an outsider.
Finally, Shan opened his mouth and said: "From now on, Zhao Qian's orders are my orders, and you must obey them unconditionally."
"yes!"
When the two Tan Luo heard what Shan said, they immediately took action.
And Zhao Qian was not idle either. He walked into the trading area again, went to various tribal stalls, and bought some things.
After a while, when I returned to the Yanze tribe's stall, fresh meat, charcoal, branches, honey, and various condiments were all ready.
"Zhao Qian, what are you doing?" Shan asked with some confusion as he looked at the things Zhao Qian bought.
"I'll teach you how to make skewers!"
Zhao Qian grinned and directed each Tanluo: "Everyone, get moving... Go and burn the charcoal. The fire doesn't need to be too big."
"You, you, and you are here to help skewer the meat. Can you wash your hands first? I just saw you picking your toes."
"Meat skewers are very simple, just use branches to skewer the meat... Don't make the pieces of meat too big, and don't skewer too much meat. Just skewer it like I do."
Although Tan Luo still didn't know what Zhao Qian was going to do, Tan Luo's work efficiency was really fast. It didn't take much time to make dozens of skewers of barbecue.
Sizzle...
Zhao Qian put the skewered barbecue on the charcoal to heat it, and at the same time kept applying honey on the meat. After a while, the tangy aroma of barbecue filled his nostrils.
This is not Zhao Qian's boast. Ever since he traveled to this world, his barbecue skills have been honed and now he has reached the level of a master chef.
After the meat skewers were grilled, Zhao Qian sprinkled them with as many condiments as he could find, which suddenly raised the aroma of the barbecue to a new level.
"Gulu!"
Shan swallowed his saliva and asked, "Zhao Qian, can you eat it?"
The other Tan Luo didn't say anything, but his eyes were staring at the kebabs.
"cannot!"
Zhao Qian smiled and shook his head, then asked: "Which one of you has the power of wind?"
A Tanluo replied: "I...my animal pattern ability is wind."
Zhao Qian smiled evilly and said, "Help me blow out the smell of barbecue. I want all the tribes at the fair to smell it."
This Tan Luo didn't understand Zhao Qian's intention, but he still followed the request and activated his animal pattern, blowing a very weak wind.
The wind spread the aroma of the barbecue, and very quickly, the entire tribe at the fair could smell it.
"Smells, it smells so good, what kind of fragrance is this?"
"It should be the smell of barbecue!"
"Which tribe did the scent come from?"
"It seems to be coming from the stall of the Yanze Tribe. Why is their barbecue so fragrant?"
The tribesmen only sprinkle some salt on barbecued meat, but unlike Zhao Qian, they use several kinds of condiments and even apply honey on the barbecued meat.
In terms of barbecue skills, Zhao Qian completely overwhelmed the tribesmen, so they instinctively gathered in front of the Yanze tribe's stall.
When enough tribal people gathered in front of the stall, Zhao Qian grabbed a handful of tribal salt, sprinkled it on the barbecue, and said:
"The biggest secret to the aroma of my barbecue is the salt of our tribe... The salt of our tribe does not have any bitter taste, and it can also enhance the aroma of the barbecue... Have you remembered it?"
Shan and Tribe Tanluo looked at each other in confusion, thinking that since we are not responsible for cooking, why should we remember this thing?
However, since Zhao Qian asked, they still nodded and agreed to remember.
"Eat it!"
After Zhao Qian heard the answer, he handed out the kebabs.
The people in the tribe, who had been greedy for such a long time, were already impatient. They were like wolves that had been hungry for several days. They didn't care whether the kebabs were still hot and started to eat them.
Gulu!
This time, it was the turn of the onlookers to swallow their saliva.
Finally, a Tan Luo asked: "Do you sell these meat skewers you grilled?"
"Not for sale!"
Zhao Qian refused, then handed over a skewer of grilled barbecue, "If you want to eat, I'll give you a skewer."
"Thanks!"
The Tan Luo smiled and reached out to pick up the meat skewers.
"I forgot to add salt to you."
As Zhao Qian spoke, he pinched some salt and sprinkled it on the barbecue in public.
The Tan Luo had long forgotten the rumor that there was something wrong with the salt of the Yanze Tribe. He took the barbecue and took a bite, with a satisfied expression on his face.
"Oh, you greedy guy, have you forgotten that there is something wrong with the salt of the Yanze Tribe?"
Just when Tan Luo was enjoying his meal, his partner slapped him hard and reminded him.
"There's a fart problem."
The Tan Luo ate the barbecue skewers, pointed at the people of the Yanze tribe who were eating barbecue, and said: "If there is a problem with the salt of the Yanze tribe, will they eat it themselves?"
The tribesmen who were watching were startled when they heard this.
yes!
If there is something wrong with the salt of the Yanze Tribe, Tan Luo of the Yanze Tribe will not eat it.
The name Tamro continued: "To be honest, not only is this white salt okay, but it doesn't have a bitter taste. The food made with this salt actually tastes better."
When Zhao Qian listened to Tan Luo's words, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile.
It seems that he wants to teach the tribesmen how to barbecue, but in fact he just made an advertisement...
First, he used the aroma of barbecue to attract people, and then made everyone in the Yanze tribe eat white salt in public, which immediately broke the saying that "there is something wrong with the salt of the Yanze tribe".
They even instilled in the tribesmen the idea that using salt barbecue from the Yanze tribe would make the meat more fragrant.
"After advertising, the next step is to live stream the goods."