After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 1956 The charm of white porridge

Ah Yao found so many maggots that one pair of legs was enough.

After all the maggots were placed on Ah Jun's legs, Ye Feng stopped and said, "Now we need to use a small net."

Don't use a small net to cover the maggots, they will escape.

Ah Yao nodded, and Ye Feng made a small cover with willow branches to cover Ah Jun's thighs to prevent the locusts from escaping.

When he stopped, Ye Feng asked Ah Yao: "How many do you remember?"

"Yeah, remember, there are fifty in total." Ah Yao was afraid that she couldn't remember the number, so when she caught them, she only caught fifty.

When she played it just now, she counted it again.

Arthur said that when dealing with patients, remember the quantity of everything that passes through your hands.

If you fail to remember the quantity and leave something in the patient's body, you are irresponsible to the patient.

This is the first rule of being a miko, Ah Yao keeps it in mind.

Try to remember the amount, and when taking it back, be strict with yourself and never laugh.

Ah Huang on the side looked at Ah Jun who was holding on but wanted to sleep, feeling helpless and happy at the same time.

He wiped away his tears and looked at Ye Feng: "Clan Leader, does this mean Ah Jun is fine?"

Night Breeze didn't want to pay attention to him: "Let's wait until Arthur comes back."

Ahuang said: "Oh, okay."

Ah Yao glanced at him: "How about you come?"

Ahuang was so reprimanded that he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Ye Feng came to the male with a broken leg again and took a look. Ah Hui's technique was quite good: "Not bad, he did a great job."

After being praised, Ah Fen felt confident about being a miko again.

Ye Feng walked out of the tent and walked towards A Ye.

Atang and the others have cut out tens of thousands of bamboo bowls, washed them and placed them at Ah Ye's place.

Because these slaves were weak and did not understand the rules, Aye had no intention of letting them line up to get food.

Instead, the porridge is put into a wooden barrel, and the barrel is placed in a large tub filled with water to overheat, so that the porridge will not be too hot.

Aye raised his eyes and looked at the slaves who stretched their necks. If he put the porridge directly into their hands, these hungry people would probably be scalded to death by the porridge.

Therefore, the temperature of the white porridge must be cooled down before the white porridge can be distributed to them.

Ah Lian watched Ah Ye scooping up something white and flowing like water. He smelled the smell and swallowed hard.

In fact, he wanted to eat barbecue more, but the white stuff tasted different from the barbecue, which made him want to try it.

He was still thinking in his mind, why are the females making barbecue not serious about making barbecue, but making white water?
If it were him, he would definitely send more people to protect important things.

So that white thing should be better than barbecue.

Ah Lian swallowed hard again, his eyes fell on Ah Ye and the others, and he couldn't pull it out.

In order to grill the meat, Ah Ye cuts the meat into skewers.

Sprinkle salt on the skewers of meat slices and sprinkle some ginger water, and the fragrance will spread forever.

The sound of swallowing in Ah Lian's ears never stopped. He didn't even need to see the way other people swallowed to know what they looked like.

Because he couldn't stop swallowing his own saliva, the taste was really... he wanted to eat his own hand.

Finally, he saw Aye get up...and then walked to the bucket of white water.

Ah Lian was extremely disappointed and had nothing to eat.

Aye tried the temperature of the porridge and found it was better than she imagined.Put the porridge into bamboo bowls, and let Ah Liang and others serve it to the slaves.

No one needed a spoon or chopsticks to serve the porridge to the eager and ignorant slaves.

Ah Liang taught them how to eat. The hungry slaves picked up the bowl and poured it into their mouths.

Ah Lian took the bamboo bowl and looked at the water-like thing. Although he didn't know what it was, he smelled the fragrance.

He couldn't wait to take a sip, and the smooth texture made him fall in love with this food instantly: "It tastes good. Azhuo, this is delicious."

Azhuo, who was lying on the ground, moved his fingers and opened his mouth slightly.

As soon as Ah Lian was about to dip his fingers into some white porridge for Ah Zhuo to eat, he was stopped by someone: "Don't do that."

Ah Tong, who had just finished making the porridge, grabbed Ah Lian's hand and looked at Ah Zhuo who was lying on the ground motionless. After hesitation, he put his finger under Ah Zhuo's nose and breathed a sigh of relief: "He's still alive. "

Ah Lian, who stared at him closely, nodded repeatedly: "Of course he is alive. He can eat this, right? How can I feed it to him?"

He wanted to use his hands just now, but after this male saw it, he thought it was better to ask.

A Tong glanced at A Zhuo who was still alive: "Wait a moment."

He came back with a spoon, lifted A Zhuo up and leaned against the tree pole, scooped a little bit of porridge with the spoon, pinched A Zhuo's chin and put the porridge into his mouth.

A Zhuo, who was conscious, had a strong desire to survive. As soon as the porridge entered his mouth, he swallowed it.

Ah Tong smiled when he saw this: "It's good, but you can't eat too much. Half a bowl is enough. You eat quickly and I'll feed him. It's okay."

As a former slave and now a pain in the clan, he has sympathy for these slaves.

He didn't object to such trivial matters as feeding a slave who couldn't move some white porridge at all.

Ah Lian was very happy when he saw Ah Zhuo being fed food to him. He held the bamboo bowl and poured it into his mouth.

In just one breath, I finished the rest of the porridge.

Ah Tong looked at it and really wanted to give him a thumbs up, but he had better feed the male in front of him first.

Ah Lian licked the bamboo bowl until it was cleaner than washing it. He looked in Ah Ye's direction, his eyes full of light.

Ah Tong saw his thoughts, looked at his thin body again, and said softly: "You can't eat anymore, your body won't be able to bear it."

Ah Lian lowered his head sadly: "Really? But I'm still hungry."

"It's just because you've been hungry for too long, so you can't eat too much." Ah Tong explained nicely, "But don't worry, you can still have lunch."

Ah Lian, who had drooped his head just now, suddenly smiled brightly: "There's more? There's more in one day? Really? Is it still such delicious food?"

"Of course." A Tong gently fed A Zhuo some white porridge, "We in the Qinglong tribe eat three times a day."

"Although we eat a lot, there are also a lot of us."

"With more people, we can catch more prey and eat more."

“The more you eat, the more you can do.”

“The more you do, the more you hunt.”

In this cycle, tribesmen who can eat well will of course be obedient and do more things.

Ah Lian's eyes were shining when he heard this: "Really? Can you kill a lot of prey? Can you eat them all? Can slaves eat them too?"

Ah Tong paused slightly and looked at Ah Lian: "Before today, our Qinglong Tribe had no slaves."

The Qinglong tribe used to have slaves, but when everyone was well fed, obedient, and worked seriously, they all became tribesmen.

"Our tribe eats three times a day. Whether it's barbecue or rice, you can eat as much as you want."

Ah Tong smiled happily: "All of us clan members can eat well, and then we will exercise with the clan leader. We also have to practice archery, dance with the big black knife, dance, sing, and much more."

(End of this chapter)