Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The matter had been explained clearly, the misunderstanding had been resolved, and the face that had jumped out was thick enough. After a "oh” sound, he calmly returned to his seat to continue eating.

He didn't feel ashamed of what he had just done, seemingly reckless, but he knew some things.

Who can be chief, who can survive with a tribe, who can be a fool with no brains?

The reason why he ate so much chili powder so easily just now... he just ate too much and rarely encountered a white meal, of course he ate desperately, and he didn't think the three bowls were filled with poison. In his opinion, the flaming horns didn't do anything here.

He just didn't think that the taste of the chili powder was too special, especially because he couldn't control it, jumped out directly, and was still getting a tear in his nose. His mouth was like a fire, and he didn't drink the soup and flush the spicy flavor. He really wrapped too much chili powder.

Knowing that it is not poisonous, after the relief of the soup, although it still has a spicy taste in its mouth, it is no longer as painful as it was just now, but rather has the feeling of... being in love?

He tried the chili powder and tried another seasoning powder. He was careful this time, he didn't get too much.

After tasting it, it wasn't spicy, but I didn't know if it was the chili powder that made me happy, and the chief turned to the chili powder again. While sighing and exhaling, he couldn't help but inhale his nose. The red face was full of sweat beads. After getting used to it, he was quite strong. He's already addicted, he's investing, and even if there's a whole bunch of beautiful women here at this time, he won't be distracted.

Someone next to him tried to persuade him, "Chief, don't eat spicy food, it hurts your image! ”

“No, no, no, don't stop me. I need more dipping! ”

In the conference hall, people are also going to try seasoning powder other than salt, some like spicy, some like not spicy.

The meat that is served is not fully cooked, it is given to them freely to play, like which can be cut off from large chunks and sprinkled with seasoning powder to continue baking.

In addition to showing off, Flaming Horn is also a promotion. By the way, tell these people that if they are interested in these dietary ingredients, they will come to the Flaming River trading area more often.

Needless to say, people with flexible brains have begun to think. For example, people from clans who are more sensitive to this aspect, their eyes flash with light. After some people try carefully, they begin to communicate the future course of action.

It will take time to continue grilling the uncooked meat, not too soon, and in this empty stoop, another dish will be served.

It's not meat this time, it's a washed cabbage! Green cabbage leaves are wrapped tightly and densely, while the cabbage gang below can clearly see the full moisture it possesses.

A tribe puts a vegetable ball, although there is only one, but those cabbage balls are big, stand up much taller than people, eat them separately, everyone doesn't say whole leaves, half leaves are edible.

These cabbages, if you want to eat raw, you can put them in the soup and they're hot.

“Is this the kind of new crop you found?” Go back to the chief of the tribe and ask over to Cape Flame.

“Nice." The Flaming Horn crowd was quite proud.

This feast is meant to show off. As one's own tribe discovers and grows the great cabbage that no other tribe has, of course, to serve at this feast. Cabbage is also a tremendous asset and bragging capital of Flaming Horn.

The freshness of cabbage took away the greasy taste of meat before. After passing four rounds of meat, this cabbage came here. Seriously, even those who don't like vegetables have to admit, this cabbage came just right.

Some envy that Cape Flame has its own unique cultivated crop, but for those tribes in front of it, it is nothing. Each tribe has more than one unique crop. Others want to trade from them and can only switch to what has already been harvested, and they still do not get seeds or can't grow again, to prevent this uniqueness from disappearing.

So, this cabbage in the horn, they didn't really see it.

Is that all Flaming Horn can do? Some people think about it.

But the next thing that just calmed down, people, surprised me again.

After cabbage, it was brought into the hall with a half-height bottle of fine pottery, one in front of each tribe.

To be uncovered, the skin of the animal covered in the bottle, pulled out the cork that blocked the tank, and a sweet and delicious smell dissipated.

“This is…” some wonder.

“This is our flaming horn homemade wine.” Pour the wine in the bottle into that golden wine maker with a smile.

This was brought after the incarnation section, not the original pottery of the wine.

The liquid doesn't look clear enough, but the body is harmonious, smells rich, and feels sweet and refreshing in the mouth. It constantly stimulates the salivary glands in the mouth and the stomach of the body. After a sip, it feels like you can continue to eat more meat.

Although there are still many shortcomings in these wines, they are rarely available here. Not compared to tribes with centuries-old winemaking experience, skill and talent, this feast also holds a scene.

Tribes around the Flame River, some of which have never tasted alcohol at all, are a very profound experience for them. Even if they knew there was wine, because it was too expensive, they would not be able to exchange enough reserves for it. Now, Horn of Fire is spreading wine!

Drink!

Big sip!

This feast at the Horn of Fire, they're here to be right. Think about the tribes that received the news of the Feast of the Flaming River but were afraid to come because they feared that Horn had other plans. When those people found out, they would definitely regret hitting the tree. What a good opportunity to eat and drink for nothing. Why didn't you come?

Fucking idiots! I don't understand. All the cheap ones are idiots!

Flaming horns can also make wine, a perception that surprises many people. And the clever businessman, the smelling tribesman, came together again to negotiate.

The leader of the clan looked like a horned frog, his eyes flashing with a deterrent colour, that big mouth, because of the master's good mood, pulled up on both sides of his cheek, looks bigger, eat a piece of freshly roasted meat, have another sip of wine, and still laugh a few laughs: “OK! ”

I don't know if he really praises this dish and wine, or if he's happy with the opportunity, or both.

Instead of waiting for these people to continue thinking about their minds, new dishes, and get back on the field.

This time, it's a big can of porridge.

In fact, many tribes don't eat porridge, because they don't have their own grains, they find vegetable fruit in the mountain forest, and they cook it in a pot, like the people of the tribe.

And people who grow grain on cultivated land eat porridge on weekdays differently than they do in front of them. Most of the time they cook porridge with the same cereal, occasionally mixed with several, and not too much. And the porridge scooped out of the pot in front of it comes in several colors, and, at a glance, there are many kinds of things cooked in it, one grain at a time, different shapes and colors.

“This is again…” Everyone looks in the direction of the Flaming Horn seats, waiting to be introduced.

“This is...” He looked at Shao Xuan beside him, suddenly he couldn't remember what this thing was called.

“Eight Porridge.” Shao Xuando.

“Yes, the Eight Treasure Porridge! Boiled from eight precious grains, you can taste them and get out of the Flame River trading area and you won't be able to taste them.” Goes to the loud voice.

The chief of the Longboat clan, Lumberjack, had picked his eyebrows and his men had scooped out a bowl for him. He slowly lifted a spoon from the bowl and sent it to the entrance.

The porridge has several cereal aromas and flavors that, taken together, do not feel irritable and confused, but rather have a unique flavor that makes people feel at ease. Eight cereals, some sticky and sticky, some chewy, one bite to eat, two swallows and then another.

In just one bite, logging can determine many things from it.

Several large tribes have often given each other gifts before, so the unique crops grown by their respective tribes will also give away some. It can be said that several of their tribes have eaten each other's food. However, none of the eight excellent crops contained in this "eight treasure porridge” from Flaming Corner have ever been eaten by them!

Not one, not two, but eight!!

Where did you get these eight?

Tribes have always seen grain as heavy, grain as wealth. And the confusion in front of them made them quite tangled.

Cabbage, homemade wine, eight porridges by now, Horn Man, how deep is it hidden?

The Horn Man laughed silently and drank the porridge quietly at the bewilderment of all parties.

The eight grains are all grown from seeds brought in from the sea, and it takes a lot of thought from those who are good at planting flaming horns. The eight grains with the greatest yield, also the eight with the most resilience after cultivation, yield more, after some left in the tribe, can be taken out to add a little more light to the Feast of the Flaming River. As for the low yields, they are more precious, and of course they are kept for their own consumption.

It can be chosen, nature is much better than ordinary grain, how many generations of family members, focus on this, let alone newly discovered wild excellent grain, even those planted in their fields, thousands of years past, do not know how many generations have improved, obtained nature is a boutique. Normally, Horn people would never take these things out except for a special Guest.

To exaggerate a feast is to exaggerate one's wealth. The word, praiseworthy and demeaning, has different meanings for different tribes.

Some people don't have the strength, exaggerate and then become heavily indebted, exaggerate once, purify soup for three years, even get into a lot of trouble, pretend not to be guilty.

Some of them are truly power-driven and present surplus property that they truly can separate.

If Flaming Horn dares to take these out, he will not be afraid to be missed. If you don't even have the courage to show off, and you're always constrained by this, what should you do about the banquet?

So, Flaming Horn's attitude now is that I have the financial resources to do this, the strength to support this exaggerated banquet, and I'm not afraid of anyone to rob it, take 10,000 steps back, even if I lose the ground, they can kill back. Flaming Horn has no primitive spark, don't worry about being wiped out, if you dare to come, make a good day of mad revenge by Flaming Horn.