Chapter 1008 Taste 1 Taste—Ginger (2 in 1)

Han Cheng looked at the house built on the tall tree and looked like a large bird's nest at a glance, with some surprise in his eyes.

He had heard about the tree house as early as in later generations, but basically never encountered it.

After coming to the primitive society, most of the tribes encountered lived in caves.

Some are natural caves, and some tribes live in caves dug out bit by bit with tools.

People who build their own houses to live in are rarely encountered.

Before that, there was only one semi-agricultural tribe.

There is also the Red Tiger Tribe who has not met.

Now there is another tribe with nests.

Moreover, the house of the Nest tribe still looks so unique, built directly on the tree.

There is no need to ask Han Chengcheng to know that there are people from the Nest tribe, and that is where he got his inspiration from.

I must have seen the nests built by birds on trees, and then thought of myself, and then imitated the appearance of birds, and began to try to build houses on trees where I and others could live.

In the case of low productivity and low construction technology, the tree house of the nest tribe, from the perspective of safety alone, surpassed the caves where ordinary tribes lived.

Because just building this one on the tree is enough to exclude most of the beasts.

Not only Han Cheng, but also many Qingque tribe members who came with Han Cheng were also surprised by Youchao tribe's unique way of building houses.

They looked back and forth with their eyes open one by one, looking very curious.

After watching it like this for a while, after the novelty of seeing it for the first time passed, the members of the Qingque tribe shook their heads one after another.

The houses of the Hive tribe are novelty, but compared with the houses of their tribe, they are still far behind.

The house is too small for many people to live in a tree house.

And it looks crude, and it is very inconvenient to climb up and down.

In terms of safety, it was far inferior to the big house that the Son of God led him and others to build within the walls.

It's okay on weekdays, but once it's windy, the whole house will follow the shaking trees, swaying back and forth constantly.

If they came here when they met the Son of God, the strong winds encountered by the main tribe, their rooms built on trees, would be directly blown to the ground by the strong winds.

The gap between people and tribes is compared in this way.

Through such a comparison, these people in the Qingque tribe immediately discovered the goodness of their own tribe, and they, who were already very confident in their tribe's things, became more respectful and confident.

While Han Cheng and the others were looking at the Youchao tribe, the old priest of the Youchao tribe was also looking at the people of the Qingque tribe.

The shock he received was far more shocking than the people of the Qingque tribe received from their tribe.

Earlier, through the news brought back by the hunchback primitive people, he already knew that a mysterious and powerful tribe had appeared in the east.

However, what you hear is not as intuitive and impactful as what you see directly.

Not to mention the rest, he could clearly appreciate the strength of the Qingque tribe just from these Qingque tribe fighters who were more numerous than their tribe's combined population.

It is conceivable that the total population of the Qingque tribe will be very large if only strong adults can come out so many people at one time...

"Set off!"

Han Cheng said a word, and then took the people, followed the hunchbacked primitive man, and set off again, heading towards the Red Tiger Tribe.

Not long ago, they went to the Nest Tribe, just passing by with the hunchbacked primitive people, and there was nothing to do.

The hunchbacked primitive people are not Dayu, and they can't go through the house three times without entering.

Even if there is no beautiful daughter-in-law in the family, they still can't restrain the lovesickness in their hearts, and want to go back and have a look.

Han Cheng and the others who didn't know the way had no choice but to follow along.

The hunchbacked primitive people didn't have much to do when they went back, and with so many people from the Qingque tribe in their own tribe, the old priests of the Youchao tribe always felt a little uneasy in their hearts, so they didn't stay here for long. Then they set off again, left the Youchao tribe, and headed towards the Red Tiger tribe together.

As they got closer to the Red Tiger Tribe, the hunchbacked primitive man became more and more anxious.

This time, he not only successfully completed the task assigned by the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, but even exceeded it.

Not only did he go to the Qingque tribe, he knew the location of the Qingque tribe and the general situation in the tribe, but he also directly brought a large number of people from the Qingque tribe...

The uneasiness in his heart came from the large number of people from the Qingque tribe behind him.

After all, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe only asked him to go to the Qingque Tribe to watch the situation of the Qingque Tribe, but she didn't tell him to bring the people from the Qingque Tribe.

I really don't know how the people of the Red Tiger Tribe will react when they see themselves and the people of the Qingque Tribe that they lead.

According to the hunchbacked primitive man's understanding of the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe, I'm afraid that the next thing will be very bad.

only……

He secretly turned his head to look at the quite a few people from the Qingque tribe who were wearing weird clothes and walking behind him, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

It's just that the people of the Qingque tribe, he can't afford to provoke them either!

If you piss them off, your own tribe will not feel better either.

In the past, the hunchbacked primitive man felt very happy and proud to act as a second-order trafficker between the Red Tiger Tribe and the Qingque Tribe and obtain great benefits from it, and thought it was a very good job.

And more than once, I felt that these two tribes were stupid, allowing them to earn so much food from it.

But now, the hunchbacked primitive thinks otherwise.

What kind of beauty is this!

This is clearly a terrible job!

There is no fireworks between the two tribes. Once the two tribes want to do something to each other, the feeling of being caught in the middle is really sour.

They can't beat the two tribes, neither dare to offend...

This feeling is really ecstasy!

"Wait a moment!"

The hunchbacked primitive man, who was complaining here full of misery, suddenly heard this voice from behind.

After hearing these words, he stood down and turned to look behind.

From the voice, he could already hear who was saying this.

And also understand what this sentence means.

Because along the way, he has heard such a sentence from the god son of the Qingque tribe more than once.

Every time after saying this sentence, the god son of this tribe would walk towards a place not far away, and watch something carefully in the past.

The things he watched were all kinds of strange things.

Sometimes it's a tree, sometimes it's a clump of grass, sometimes it's a flower, and sometimes it's even more extreme, just some stones.

This continuous behavior made the hunchbacked primitive man puzzled.

In the past, he thought that the god son of the Qingque tribe was very smart.

But now, under this series of bewildering behaviors, the hunchbacked primitive doubted his previous thoughts.

Perhaps, I really thought wrong before.

This god son of the Qingque tribe is not smart at all.

Not only is he not smart, but even the thoughts in his heart are somewhat touching.

Thinking this way in his heart, he stopped and turned his head to watch.

Sure enough, just as he had imagined, the god son of the Qingque tribe started to perform that puzzling behavior again.

I saw him who stopped everyone in the team, walked quickly towards a place not far away, and then stopped in front of a piece of grass, watching the grass very seriously.

This kind of grass is not particularly tall, it is higher than the knee of Shenzi of Qingque Tribe.

The stem is not thin, about the thickness of a finger, and the whole body is green.

The color of the leaves is similar to the color of the stems, some are narrow and long, and look a bit like bamboo leaves.

There is no branch on the stem, and there is only one whole body. The leaves grow up layer by layer, and the distance between the upper leaf and the lower leaf is about two centimeters.

Han Chengzai looked carefully at the clump of grass in front of him, with a look of thought in his eyes.

He seemed to have seen this kind of grass in later generations, but he didn't remember what it was for a while.

After doing this for a while, Han Cheng's eyes lit up, and the image of a thing clearly jumped out of his mind, and gradually overlapped with the plant he saw in front of him.

"Bring me a brass shovel!"

Han Cheng spoke a little excitedly, turned his head and said back, and stretched out his hand at the same time.

Standing aside, Mao quickly untied a short-handled copper shovel from the donkey beside him, and handed it to Han Cheng, then looked at the grass with anticipation, anticipating what Han Cheng would do next. .

Unlike the hunchbacked primitive man who felt that Han Cheng's behavior was inexplicable, Mao was full of expectations for such a thing.

Because, through this seemingly strange behavior, Shenzi found millet, soybeans, hemp, Bupleurum, lotus root, rice, sweet millet stalks, copper ore and other things for the tribe.

It is also because of these things that the tribe can live such a good life and the tribe can become so strong.

Now, the Son of God started to act like this again, how could he not expect it?

Although Shenzi's previous actions all ended in failure, and he didn't find anything that would be of great use to the tribe, but this did not prevent Mao from still looking forward to Shenzi's behavior.

After all, what if it really works?

Wouldn't it be that his own tribe wanted to produce some more useful things?

Not only him, but the other Qingque tribesmen who followed behind him who knew the situation were also looking at Han Cheng with great interest and anticipation, looking forward to Han Cheng's next actions. Some people wanted to come forward to see See if I can help.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Han Cheng took the short-handled copper shovel handed over by Mao, and then shoveled down the roots of the bush in front of him.

A few days ago, there was a rain here, and it has not completely dried up until now. The soil is relatively moist, so it is relatively easy to dig.

Han Cheng didn't waste much effort, he had already dug several copper shovels of soil, and dug out a small hole at the root of the vegetation.

After digging down a few times, something emerged from the small hole dug.

Han Cheng quickly stopped what he was doing, bent down and picked up the lumpy thing and held it in his hand.

Just at the first glance, some smiles appeared on Han Cheng's face.

This thing is exactly like the one in his impression!

Basically, it has been confirmed that this thing is the kind of thing he is familiar with.

However, for the sake of safety, Han Cheng did not jump to conclusions in such a hurry.

He asked Mao to take off the kettle he was carrying with him, pull out the plug, and then poured water outside, starting to rinse the root in his hand.

With the washing, the true face of the rhizome soon appeared in front of Han Cheng.

This piece of rhizome is relatively yellow as a whole, and it looks wet because it has just been flushed.

So far, Han Cheng has basically been able to confirm that this thing is what he thinks about.

But in order to completely confirm this matter, he still resorted to the ultimate trick - snapped off a small piece with his fingernail, put it in his mouth, and tasted it himself.

The hunched primitive man standing aside and looking at Han Cheng couldn't help being a little dumbfounded after seeing Han Cheng's action.

Apart from being stunned, there was also some dark psychology of astonishment and jokes.

Because he knew this kind of thing, and had tasted it himself a long time ago, the taste was absolutely indescribable, it was not a delicious thing.

Now, the son of God of the Qingque Tribe actually dug out such a thing from the soil and gave it to his mouth. Such a scene is really exciting.

Let you make people threaten us! Let you be unreasonable! Keeping you from giving us tribal food...

The hunchbacked primitive man muttered fiercely in his heart.

At the same time, there are also some other thoughts arising from my heart.

This son of the Qingque Tribe doesn't seem very wise. He knows that this food is so unpalatable, it is not suitable for food at all, but he doesn't know, and wants to taste it for himself...

Under the expectant gaze of the hunchbacked primitive man, Han Cheng chewed the root with his teeth, and a familiar, spicy taste filled his mouth.

Han Dashenzi, who hadn't tasted this kind of taste for a long time, almost didn't cry because of it.

It's really not easy!

After coming here for so many years, he finally found something familiar again.

This kind of thing is very common in later generations, and it can be said that it is a must-have for every family.

The name of this thing is ginger!

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