Chapter 660 Makeover

In just three days, those clansmen who were originally expelled from the Whirlwind Tribe felt that they had gained a lot of weight.

No way, just eat well.

How good is it?

They felt that what they ate in the past three days might be as good as what they had in the previous few months.

Not to mention the taste, the amount alone was unmatched in the past.

After a whole day in the past, it was luck to eat a fruit.

When the harvest in the tribe is abundant, only the old and the weak can eat the fruit, while the adult warriors eat meat.

And if there is no time to harvest, then soldiers eat meat, and the old and weak drink northwest wind.

But here, as long as they are willing to work for them, they can all eat, and they can eat all they want.

There is absolutely no such concept as eating in one bite.

Those carbs are the most filling.

And meat can provide them with sufficient energy and physical strength.

These exiles are now reluctant to leave the camp.

This is where they dreamed of.

The life in the tribe in the past, is that called life? That's called survival.

And the taste of the food here is also excellent.

Although it is not as good as the cooking that has gone through a complicated process in later generations.

But in this day and age, it's definitely considered the best in the world.

Ah Cai is still thin and weak, but in the words of the cook, he is already full of the best fantasies about the city of exile.

What kind of place is that, where everyone can eat and have nice clothes and a solid house.

Snapped--

"Boy, why are you in a daze, work." The cook slapped A Cai on the back of the head: "Drag the fresh vegetable basket over here."

Ah Cai no longer treats fresh vegetables as weeds.

It turns out that these wild grasses that I saw on the roadside in the past can have such a delicious and fragrant taste after several processes.

The cook also taught Ah Cai a lot of knowledge.

But what Ah Cai likes to learn most is watching the drills of the black armored soldiers.

Even outside, they need daily practice.

Ah Cai heard about how well these black-armored fighters are treated.

It can be said that the tribal chiefs are not treated as well as these black-armored warriors.

But I want to be a warrior in the city of exile.

Then you need to have a qualified physique.

Such as A Cai's current physique, even if he reaches an adult, he cannot become a soldier in the city of exile.

A dish thinks he still has a chance.

If he eats enough meat and rice, he will definitely be able to grow into the physique of these fighters.

After all the ingredients are ready, the cook begins to prepare lunch.

The aroma of the food soon attracted many people.

But it wasn't the people in the camp who were attracted.

But people in the tribe.

Because their kitchen is on the edge of the whirlwind tribe.

And here is the tailwind again.

As soon as the wind blows, the aroma of the food will all blow to the whirlwind tribe.

And these people who were attracted by the smell of the food did not dare to approach the camp here.

After all, this group of black-armored warriors brutally massacred on the first day, they can vividly remember it.

But I couldn't stand the aroma of the food.

After all, most of them have been hungry for some time.

Even if he ate something, it was just enough to satisfy his hunger, and he would not die of starvation for a while, but it was also very uncomfortable.

I didn't have the guts to come here, so I could only smell the food from a distance.

After eye addiction, smell the fragrance.

Those who are bold, stick to the camp kitchen and enjoy the first-time wind blowing food aroma.

The timid ones are afraid that the black armored warrior who kills without batting an eye will suddenly chop them all up.

A Cai looked at the skinny clansmen nearby.

At this moment, his mood is complicated.

He was still envious of those clansmen before.

Because he was expelled.

But they can still get the asylum of the tribe.

But now things are turning.

Ah Cai is now under the protection of black armored soldiers, and the food is enough.

Although there were many things, it made him extremely at ease.

And Uncle Cook has promised him to take him back to the city of exile.

On the other hand, those people in the whirlwind tribe.

As time goes on, more and more people will go hungry.

This is an irreversible process.

If the food problem cannot be solved, they must accept hunger.

But now the chief is not at home, and the acting chief Zhutou is not a person who knows how to manage the tribe.

His understanding of this acting chief was completely limited to bullying men and women. As for how to manage the tribe and how to feed the tribe's people, it was completely beyond his ability.

In addition, outside the tribe, the black-armored warriors brought by Tu Gen practiced at the gate of the whirlwind tribe every day.

The Zhutou who engages in it is always in fear every day.

I was afraid that when Tugen would lead someone to rush in.

A dish stared at the group of people outside.

The eyes are very vigilant.

He worried about those people rushing in to snatch the food.

These foods are all prepared for the black armored soldiers.

If they rush in and grab the food.

At that time, I will definitely be punished.

Just then, the cook came over.

He has only practiced well.

Although he is in charge of the military kitchen.

But he is also a qualified black armor fighter.

They all went through 20 days of hell in the city of exile.

No one is weaker than anyone else.

"Uncle, those people have been here for a long time, do you want to drive them away?" A Cai asked.

"No, you go out and choose a few to come and do something." The cook said casually.

"Ah? Uncle, you don't want me anymore?"

Snapped--

"Don't talk nonsense, I have a lot of things to do, what's the matter with you alone, come a few more to help me, hurry up."

Ah Cai reluctantly left the camp.

He is now afraid that his 'iron rice bowl' will be robbed.

See how this group of people look at it and how it is not pleasing to the eye.

"You, you... and you... come here."

Those few people looked at A Cai hesitantly.

I don't know what A dish told them to do.

"You don't want to eat, do you?"

"Can you give us something to eat?"

A Cai sneered, bumpkins, it’s just a bite to eat, young master, do I have to lie to you?

The few people named by A Cai still walked in front of A Cai.

I can't help it, I'm really hungry.

At this time, they can't even bear to spit.

A Cai brought him to the cook.

"First give each of them two pies and a bowl of broth, and then you lead them to work."

"Uncle, what do you want them to do?" A Cai asked awkwardly.

The cook glared at A Cai: "Chopping firewood, fetching water, and carrying ingredients. There are so many things here, and you want me to teach you? Anyway, don't let them idle."

After the cook left, Ah Cai immediately shouted in a pretentious manner: "Come and get the food."

When those people heard that there was food, they ran over immediately.

They are about the same as when A Cai first came.

All while eating and wiping tears.

After eating and drinking, Ah Cai arranged for them to work.

"I warn you, you have enough to eat and drink, if anyone is lazy at work, he will be driven out directly, and he will not come in the future." A Cai said threateningly.

The group of people were all terrified, their eyes full of panic, afraid that A Cai would think they were being lazy.

Tu Gen and Black Horn stood at the height of the camp, looking at the busy camp.

"Tugen, today our camp has recruited more than a hundred people from the Whirlwind Tribe, but the tribe is so big, it can't be arranged. We can't let them eat for nothing, right?"

"Let them mine. I remember that there is iron ore in the mountain next to it. People from our tribe used to go to pick up iron ore."