The three giants of the Blue Sparrow tribe came out of the inner hole, and they were all shrouded in a great joy, which made many people secretly speculate that something good was going to fall on their tribe.

Their speculation quickly disappeared, and it was not the triumvirate led by Han Cheng who publicized to everyone what they had planned in the secret room, but Chef Han Cheng, who was the son of God, announced that he would personally cook delicious food and eat it with everyone.

For the full-fledged foodie primitive, there's nothing more exciting than eating, even dressing, housing, and humming primitive tunes at the back of eating.

Produced by the Son of God, it must be a high-quality product. This has long become the consensus of everyone in the Qingque tribe, even the three-year-old little primitive knows it.

Before, they watched the people of the Green Tribe and the Sheep Tribe feasting there, and they had already been hungry for saliva. The whole tribe was boiling in an instant!

Han Cheng, Wu and the three senior brothers, looking at this lively scene, couldn't help laughing.

According to Han Cheng's instructions, the lame spouse had already scrubbed the three hanging sheep intestines with salt, and she knew that Shenzi liked to be clean, so she scrubbed each hanging intestine several times, and she was very serious.

Recalling the lack of food in the tribe in the past, she smiled and shook her head when she had turned her intestines over and roasted them on the fire without washing.

Raising his eyes to see the many foods, and then at the smiling clansmen, he finally looked at the Miko who was ordering people to wash the vat, and the smile on his face was even stronger.

Gone are those days!

The intestines that had been washed and rubbed by the three hangers were thrown into the vat without cutting.

A large sheep skeleton with a lot of meat on it was broken by a stone knife and a stone axe, and it was also put into the vat.

Then I put two pairs of haggis and half a fan of mutton in it, no need to add water, just these things, there is almost half a tank!

Several jars of clean water poured into the vat, drowning the meat, and the heavy lid of the pot was covered on the vat, and the fire was already raised by the fire that was in charge of making the fire.

The flames were still not burning enough, and he picked up his mouth and kept blowing the wind on the fire.

Fortunately, Huo Yi didn't have dentures, or Han Cheng was really worried that when Huo Yi was blowing the fire hard, a pair of dentures would blurt out......

The iron head came back panting, dragging the pine branches that had just been broken off by the two large branches.

Han Cheng snorted, the primitive man's style of doing things was really rough and bold, he just asked him to fold a small piece of pine branch back, but he directly got so much back.

Han Cheng nodded at the iron head who was smirking at him, reached out and forcefully broke off two pieces of pine branches that were not thick, the kind without pine needles, and then washed them with clean water, lifted the lid on the vat, threw them into the soup in the vat, and continued to boil.

In later generations, Li Lan, who was on the same team as Han Cheng, was the guy who was supposed to go on a mission with him but had to accompany his daughter-in-law on Valentine's Day, and his home was in the northwest.

According to his own words, since his great-grandfather's generation, his family has run a sheep soup restaurant, and the sheep soup he makes is a must in the local area.

Han Cheng doesn't know if he has been running a mutton soup restaurant since his grandfather's generation, but the mutton soup made by this kid is really delicious.

If you are not single and love to eat, and you are moved by the three meals of mutton soup promised by this guy, you will not agree to this guy in anything, and go alone to find the foreign friend who died, then you will not become such a sad traverser......

Thinking of this, Han Chengcheng was in tears.

The wooden stick that was relaxed in the mutton soup is the secret of the Li family that was brought out by Han Cheng after this guy got drunk.

He himself had tried to boil it a few times before, and by adding pine sticks, the taste had indeed improved a lot, but compared with what Li Luan had boiled, it was still a lot worse......

A large row of cleaned clay bowls were placed on the side of the vat for backup.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Miko, who was standing on the wooden pier, finally announced that the soup was ready.

Everyone was excited, expectant, and waiting to take turns to get the soup.

However, to everyone's puzzlement, Shenzi did not directly scoop the soup into a bowl and eat it with a spoon as before, but asked a few people to first take out the large pieces of mutton, haggis and sheep intestines boiled in the large vat, and put them on the extremely tightly woven wooden rafts that had just been brushed and cleaned.

Then people use stone knives and bone knives to cut these cooked meats while they are hot.

Large pieces of cooked lamb are sliced as much as possible, as is haggis, and the lamb intestines are cut into sections.

While a few people were cutting this, Han Cheng held a clay pot with cut meat, and put a few large pieces of mutton, some haggis and a few pieces of mutton intestines into the placed bowls one by one.

After putting it away, he picked up a clay pot with half a pot of chopped wild onions, and sprinkled some chopped green onions into the bowl where the meat was placed one by one.

When putting the green onions, Han Cheng's heart was twitching, in order to make this pot of soup as much as possible, he directly made more than half of the wild onions...

The green onion was let go, and he took a small pot of salt, and a clay spoon in one hand, and sprinkled salt into it one by one.

Han Cheng scooped up a spoonful of boiling white mutton soup from the vat and poured it into the bowl.

The hot lamb soup meets chopped green onions and lamb haggis and lamb intestines, and the flavor is immediately intoxicating.

The white soup, some reddish meat, and garnished with green shallots, not to mention the taste, just looking at it makes people have an appetite.

"Boom."

"Goo-dong!"

Smelling this fragrance and looking at this delicacy, people including Qingque couldn't help but roll their throats up and down......

"Whew~"

The senior brother held the empty bowl and exhaled a long breath, only feeling comfortable.

I thought that the fish soup and broth with salt were already the top delicious, but today when I drank the mutton soup made by Miko himself, I was surprised that my previous understanding was shallow.

The second senior brother held a bone with mutton in one hand and bit hard, and the juice flowed sideways......

A delicious feast of mutton soup made the people of the Qingque tribe feel like they were fluttering, and they felt that happiness was so real and illusory......

"Someone! Someone! ”

When you are comfortable and happy, there will always be a-stirring stick.

The shouts of the people standing guard outside and the sound of bangzi suddenly pulled the Qingque tribe, which was still there to reminisce about the aftertaste, from the illusion back to reality.

Everyone was instantly alert, and they rushed out, not understanding where the people were coming.

Looking at the green crowd in front of the tribe's gate, Han Cheng suddenly had an urge to hold his forehead with his hand, didn't these guys just leave for a long time, why did they come back again?

When did primitive man become so difficult?

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