Chapter 1009: God Son Han's Conscience Sudden Pain (2 in 1)

That's right, the freshly baked and steaming thing in Han Cheng's hand is a must-have item in the kitchen of future generations - ginger!

Ginger is a good thing. It is not only used for seasoning, but also has extremely unique uses. It can remove fishy smell and enhance flavor. It also has magical effects in curing diseases.

Cut the willow into slices, or smash it directly with a knife, put it in a crock pot, boil it vigorously, and drink two bowls after catching cold, which can treat and prevent colds very well.

Of course, if there are green onion roots and brown sugar, put them in together for boiling, and then drink them, the effect will be better.

For another example, you can use ginger to rub your head for hair growth (of course, generally speaking, this effect is not obvious).

That's why Han Cheng was so happy after confirming that this thing was indeed Jiang.

After almost not being moved to cry, a bright smile soon appeared on his face.

Excited, he forgot to spit out the ginger in his mouth, and just chewed and ate it...

The taste of eating ginger is not pleasant, so after chewing and swallowing this piece of ginger, Han Cheng suddenly realized something, his complexion changed involuntarily, and he grinned again.

But even so, Han Cheng was still not willing to throw away the ginger in his hand, and the smile on his face also did not disappear.

How could he be willing to throw away such a good thing!

So far, in the Qingque tribe, the three major pieces of onion, ginger and garlic for seasoning have all been collected.

Coupled with vinegar, salt, pepper, wine that can also be used to remove fishy smell, and sugar that can be used as seasoning, the seasoning in the tribe has become very rich.

Of course, if you can find chili, star anise that goes well with meat, and cumin that goes well with lamb, it will be even more perfect.

The quality of the Qingque Tribe's diet will be even closer and raised to a higher level.

"God, what is this?"

After watching Mao from the sidelines for a long time, he finally couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, pointed to the ginger block in Han Cheng's hand, and asked aloud.

After Mao opened his mouth to ask Han Cheng, the rest of the Qingque tribe around him also looked over, wanting to know what kind of thing it was from Shenzi.

What is the effect and what is the benefit to the tribe.

From the series of actions and reactions of Han Cheng just now, these people have basically understood that this thing that was just dug out from the ground by the Son of God is definitely a good thing.

Driven by curiosity, each of them felt itchy in their hearts, as if a kitten's tail was twitching.

"It's ginger! A good thing!

Put some in it when making food, it can make the food more delicious, when people catch a cold, they can drink some water boiled with ginger to treat diseases..."

Han Cheng, who was in a good mood, spoke loudly to everyone in the tribe with a smile on his face, announcing Jiang's benefits.

After hearing what Han Cheng said and understanding the important function of the thing Han Cheng was holding in his hand, all the people of the Qingque tribe around became excited all of a sudden.

It's not that they are not reserved enough, it's that what the Son of God said is too tempting.

For the people in the tribe, disease is still an extremely terrible thing, more frightening than injury and bleeding.

Now, the Son of God said that this ginger can be used to cure diseases, how could they not be excited? !

And, in addition, this ginger can also make food more delicious!

How can such efficacy not cheer and delight them?

You know, today's Qingque tribe, under the leadership of Han Cheng, a foodie god, has already gone further and further on the road of foodie.

Now, in addition to making food delicious, this ginger can also cure diseases, which is equivalent to scratching the two most important itches of the people in the Qingque tribe at once!

It is reasonable for them to have such a reaction at this time.

"Son of God, let's dig more and bring them back to our tribe!"

After understanding the benefits of ginger from Han Cheng, everyone in the Qingque tribe became excited.

Mao looked at Han Cheng with bright eyes and asked.

The rest of the people also took off the short-handled copper shovels and copper shovel heads they carried with them one after another, and looked eagerly at the many gingers that grew here, and waited for Han Cheng to say when they were ready. At the order, they rushed forward, preparing for a big battle.

Han Cheng sniffed slightly, the people in his own tribe are crazier than himself!

But he likes this kind of madness very much.

When you encounter good things, you need to look like this, and you need to pull these good things to your own tribe.

Only when there are more good things in one's own tribe, can the tribe develop better and become stronger and stronger.

It would be really irritating if you still look slow and desperate when you encounter good things.

"Dig, dig more! Take some back to eat, and take the other part back to grow!"

Han Cheng said happily, with a firm voice, giving this matter a high degree of affirmation.

After saying this, he immediately bent down, picked up the copper shovel at his feet, and the first one had dug up some ginger towards his side, and stabbed it.

After hearing Han Cheng's affirmative answer and seeing Han Cheng's actions, the rest of the Qingque tribe became excited all of a sudden.

One by one screamed and rushed towards the clumps of ginger, and then impatiently sent the tools in their hands around the ginger, lifted a piece of soil that looked a little wet, and then found the ginger from below.

The look of being in full swing can almost be compared to the scene of old men and old ladies rushing to the discounted supermarket in a swarm of later generations for panic buying!

The hunchbacked primitive man standing there, waiting to see Han Cheng's joke, was stunned.

The trajectory of the development of this matter caught him off guard and was full of confusion.

In other words, isn't this kind of food particularly unpalatable, so it can't be eaten as food at all?

Why didn't the Shenzi of the Qingque tribe not only didn't show any expression of being tricked after eating a small piece, but still smiled and then became excited?

The people of the Qingque tribe also followed Shale, and then they all began to dig this unpalatable thing desperately...

Could it be that the god son of the Qingque tribe was so disgusted by this kind of food that his brain became abnormal, so he behaved like this.

Or is this kind of thing really delicious, and I tasted it wrong before?

The hunchbacked primitive who wanted to see a joke, was stunned, and had already been plunged into deep self-doubt by the unreasonable operation of the Qingque tribe.

Seeing that the people of the Qingque tribe were digging in full swing, one by one kept waving the tools in their hands, and they couldn't stop at all. The hunchbacked primitive people who had denied themselves to the point of doubting life finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He came to a clump of ginger that had not been dug up by the people of the Qingque tribe, and then used the weapon in his hand to dig soil at the edge of the root of this clump of ginger.

Not long after, he dug out a piece of ginger covered in dirt.

The hunchbacked primitive man stopped what he was doing, rubbed the ginger piece on the other weeds on the side a few times, roughly removed the dirt on it, and then brought it to his mouth, biting off a piece with his teeth to start Try it.

After taking a bite, the taste of ginger immediately filled the mouth, and together with it, there was also the uncomfortably spicy taste of ginger.

The hunchbacked primitive man paused, his face was deformed.

He quickly took it out of his mouth, threw it away, and then spit out frantically, spit it out completely.

While doing these things, while looking suspiciously at the people of the Qingque tribe who couldn't stop digging, the mood was not to mention how sour.

This thing is still as unpalatable as ever, why are you still digging like you saw a treasure?

Is it because I am abnormal, or these people in the Qingque tribe are abnormal!

The hunchbacked primitive man wanted to look up and ask the sky.

Ask God, of course it is impossible.

Even if he asked, Tian would not answer, and the biggest response he could give him was to send a bird to fly across the sky not far from him, and then drop a pile of bird droppings by the way.

So, he finally asked Mao, a person who could communicate with him.

Through Mao's translation, Han Cheng understood the meaning of the hunchbacked primitive man.

After knowing what Mao meant, Han Cheng didn't even think about it, and was about to reject him immediately.

How can such a good thing be easily shared?

However, in this case, he still didn't say it.

Because at this moment, he suddenly felt a little pain in his conscience.

People living in this world, sometimes, cannot be too selfish, especially when it comes to life and things that can be used to save life.

You may be able to keep the rest of the things private, but you should not keep them private, after all, this is a matter of life and death!

Thinking this way in Han Cheng's heart, he soon made his own decision.

Regarding the fact that ginger can cure colds to a certain extent, I should tell the hunchbacked primitive people, otherwise, my conscience is really disturbed!

"Mao, tell him that this is a very good thing that can cure diseases.

If he gave us six cows, we would tell him what ginger is for and how to use it to cure diseases. "

His conscience was condemned, and God Son Han, who felt uneasy, said this to the trade.

After finishing these words, God Son Han, whose conscience was condemned, became much more relaxed, and his uneasy heart also became more stable.

Sure enough, people in this world cannot be too selfish.

In the past, Han Cheng once heard that helping others can make him happy.

At that time, he did not understand such words.

There is no joy in understanding such things.

But now, Han Cheng really realized the correctness of this sentence.

From my determination to help the hunchbacked primitive people and let them know a method that can have a great effect on catching a cold, I really feel this kind of happiness.

If someone came to ask Han Cheng at this time, is helping others happy?

Han Cheng will definitely answer without hesitation: "Happiness! The happiness that can be generated by helping others is beyond your imagination!"

After Mao was stunned for a moment, a bright and admiring smile appeared on his face immediately.

The Son of God is the Son of God! Consideration is comprehensive!

Compared with Shenzi, who often does business, the gap is really not that big!

While thinking with such admiration, Mao began to quickly convey Han Cheng's meaning to the hunchbacked primitive man who couldn't wait.

However, when speaking, Mao did not follow Han Cheng's original words, but adjusted them to a certain extent.

He first told the hunchbacked primitive man that this is a good thing that can be used to cure diseases.

Just as Mao had imagined, after he figured out the message he had conveyed, the hunchbacked primitive immediately became extremely excited.

Of course the hunchbacked primitive man was excited, after all, this is something that can be used to cure diseases!

In their tribe, there were quite a few people who were fine before, but later got some kind of disease and died soon after.

The fear of disease even exceeds that of scourges.

After all, things like scourges and beasts can be seen with the eyes, and they can also have certain ways and means to resist.

The invisible thing like illness is really stressful and frightening.

Now, the people of the Qingque tribe discovered that this kind of thing can be used to cure diseases, how could this not make him happy?

He pricked up his ears, widened his eyes, and looked at Mao with anticipation without blinking, expecting that Mao would say what he said next.

Tell them what kind of disease this kind of thing is used for and how to use it to cure the disease.

In his anticipation, Mao continued to speak and began to dance.

After a while, the smile on the hunchbacked primitive man's face gradually froze.

He looked at the people in the Qingque tribe who were looking at him seriously, and then at the piece of ginger that he had bitten off in his hand, and suddenly he felt like he wanted to vomit blood. impulse.

Bully!

It's so bullying!

I have never seen such a shameless tribe who bullies people!

I really don't know if that damned old female primitive man's brain is broken, and she actually said that the people of the Qingque tribe are kind!

He has never seen such a kind person!

The hunchbacked primitive man really wanted to slam the ginger block in his hand to the ground, and then walked forward without looking back, as if such a thing had never happened.

But such a thing, he still did not do it after all.

Because the people of the Qingque tribe, what they said is too tempting!

After hesitating for a while, the hunchbacked primitive man took two deep breaths, then closed his eyes and nodded vigorously...

(Thanks to book friend Wu Weiqing for the reward, after a while, I will add more!)

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