Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 231 Jade Millet

When entering the house, the old man asked the man to give some instructions, and then led Gongliang and the others inside.

No matter which tribe, the witch's house is always the most mysterious place.

The elderly are no exception.

As soon as he entered the door, Gong Liang saw a tall statue of a deity and man holding a bundle of grains in the middle of the hall, and a burning fire pond in front of it.There are bookshelves, sleeping couches, sitting tables, and a lot of messy things on the side.

The old man invited Gongliang and the others to sit down, and he walked to the animal skin in front of the firepit and sat down.

Next to it, there are several animal skin cushions for guests.

Gong Liang walked over, while Mi Gu, Yuan Gun Gun and Xiao Ji surrounded him.

Not long after sitting down, a man came in carrying a clay pot, squatted beside the old man, and took out a clay bowl to fill him with something.Then, he walked over to Gongliang and filled a bowl.The pottery bowl is not exquisite, but there are complex spiral patterns around the bowl, revealing a taste of simplicity and vicissitudes.

Looking into the bowl, there is sticky food inside.

Gong Liang didn't know what it was, but each grain was as round as millet, but bigger, white as jade, crystal clear, and looked like a bowl of broken jade.

"This is the corn we saw just now. It is a specialty of our Yingmin Department. It can nourish the five internal organs. It is also a rare thing. Come and taste it."

"Please."

Gong Liang picked up the corn porridge and drank it. It was sweet and sweet, and when it fell into the stomach, it immediately turned into a stream of air to moisten the internal organs. It is indeed a rare good thing.

Yuan Gun Gun was next to him and smelled the fragrance of corn porridge, and felt hungry, so he couldn't help but poke his head over and yelled, "Gongliang, I want to eat too."

Gong Liang stretched out his hand to push back its protruding head, and reprimanded angrily: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat all day long, if you are so fat, you still eat, sooner or later you will be exhausted."

"I just want to eat." Yuan Gungun yelled.

Although the old man didn't know what Yuan Gun Gun was calling, but when he heard Gong Liang's words, he said, "Mi Li, put a bowl for them all."

"I made you laugh." This incident made Gong Liang a little embarrassed.

The old man waved his hand and said: "What is this? In the wilderness, there are many spirit beasts sitting side by side with their masters, and some are even more popular than their own masters. However, your spirit beast is rare. I don't know what kind of beast it is. ?”

"This thing is really rare. I have traveled countless places from my ancestral land, but I have never seen anything like it. I call it a panda, and it is probably a cross between a bear and a civet."

Gong Liang talked nonsense, Yuan Gun Gun didn't care, and now his mind was all on the corn porridge that Mi Li served him.

"Ha ha ha ha"

The old man laughed loudly when he heard it, and after he finished laughing, he solemnly warned: "Don't say such things in the future. In the wilderness, there are some very ancient ancient species that exist beyond your imagination. You say so , if you are not careful to be heard by them, that is the way to bring disaster."

"Thank you for the old man's teaching." Gong Liang thanked respectfully.

The old man looked at Gongliang and was very satisfied.

Although he is a disciple of the upper class, he does not have the arrogance of the disciples of the upper class. Instead, he is very humble, as expected of a person from the ancestral land.

Thinking about it too, if you can come out of that place without aura, you won't have the impetuosity of ordinary upper elites.

Gongliang liked the taste of corn porridge very much, and felt that he should grow some in the space, so he asked the old man, "Old man, can I ask you for some corn seeds, I want to plant it myself, I don't know if it's convenient ?”

Hearing what Gongliang said, the old man suddenly laughed out loud.

"My Yingmin tribe is famous for its corn in the wilderness. Every year when the corn is ripe, many people come to exchange things, and among them are the elders of your Great Yan tribe. Although the Great Yan tribe is not far from my Yingmin tribe, But it’s not close. I run back and forth every year. After a long time, the elder of your Dayan tribe lost patience, so he asked me for some corn to plant back. But taking care of corn is delicate work, and the elders of your tribe Brave and strong, hunting wild beasts may be invincible, but tending corn is not.

As a result, the corn hadn't grown well yet, and most of it had already been trampled to death by him.

Later, he thought of another way, which was to sow corn seeds directly after the field was cleared.This time they all survived, but the corn grown was not enough for him alone.

In view of this, he completely gave up growing corn, and brought something to me every year in exchange.Hearing this, young man, do you still want to grow corn? "

"Old man, I still want to try."

Gongliang prides himself on being a farmer himself. When he was a child, he planted rice seedlings, harvested rice, and dried millet. He never did anything. How could he not be able to grow anything? Isn’t this a joke?

Seeing that Gongliang liked it, the old man gave him a hundred bags of corn seed, a thousand bags of hulled corn, and corn nectar brewed from corn.Gong Liang was flattered, he met the old man by chance, how could he accept so many things for nothing, so he hastily declined.But the old man said that this was for him to eat on the way, and it was just a token of his affection.

After a few refusals, the kindness was hard to turn down, so Gongliang had no choice but to accept it, and gave some Tianxiang fruit, Caibei scale piano and marinated animal meat as gifts in return.

Although it's not something that can be put on the table, it's always a little bit of heart.

The old man took it with a smile.

In the evening, the old man held a big banquet in the ministry, entertaining Gongliang and his party, and invited him to live in the tribe.

The moon and stars were sparse, and Gongliang and the others had already fallen into a deep sleep.But in a stone house on the hill behind where the Yingmin Department was located, there was still a little fire flickering.

The old man was sitting in the hall, and a few lamps beside him swayed and danced with the wind.Mi Li knelt in front of him, and said solemnly, "Wu, I want to travel."

Gongliang's arrival stimulated him a lot.It takes a lot of perseverance for a person to come here from a dead place without aura, through countless jungles, and he feels that it is impossible for him to do it.Not to mention the desolate beasts in the forest, the snakes and insects everywhere, the different plants that eat people, and the wild tribes along the way, it makes people daunting.

But that's it, he came and walked to the Ministry of Yingmin.

Arriving here is actually no different from going to the temple.

In view of this, thinking back to what Wu said in the morning, Mi Li decided to go for a walk to broaden his horizons, otherwise what he would know in the end would only be the palm-sized sky of the Yingmin Department.

When Wu heard what he said, he nodded, "You should go out and see the vast scenery outside, not just this jungle. Gongliang came from the ancestral land of Yan, and he is bound to return to the upper part of Dayan. You just Let’s go with him! If you need help on the road, do your best to help, but don’t be too deliberate, I believe there will be rewards in the future.”

"Here"

The old man waved his hand, and Mi Li retreated respectfully.

Looking at his leaving back, the old man murmured: "The opportunity has already been given, and it depends on your luck."

(End of this chapter)