I became the god of light.

Chapter 79 Cooking Fish
Earthy yellow pottery bowls and small pottery pots revealed their figures.

A crowd of people hurriedly gathered around, especially those who participated in the production were very excited.

"I did this and it worked! Haha..."

"I did it too!"

They recognized their own pottery at a glance, and they all cheered and jumped for joy.

Some of this was missing, though, as a small portion of the pottery was cracked, apparently underfired.

With Su Yun's permission, they held the pottery products they made, their faces full of joy and harvest.

“Dirt is amazing!”

"I want to make one too!"

The other people who did not participate showed surprise and envy on their faces, and they were eager to try.

Su Yun glanced at the small pottery pot that was made. This thing is a bit like the big iron pot in the countryside, but it is much smaller in size.

He turned around and gave instructions to the people around him, telling them to wash the clay pot and bowls, and kill a clean fish by the way.

"What is the priest going to do?" Fang Fang, a strong man in the crowd, asked the short and thin Qing beside him in confusion.

"Just look, the priest may be trying to teach us something, maybe it's God's will!"

A wise light flashed in the blue and cloudy eyes.

"God?" Fang Fang was startled, he and the middle-aged leader standing next to the two exchanged a glance, both of them couldn't help showing anticipation on their faces.

They know that as long as it is related to God, it will definitely not be simple, and everything has profound meaning, but they are mortals who are dull and cannot understand God's meaning in advance.

Not only the three of them, some other people also faintly guessed something when they saw the priest's special movements.

After one pass to ten, ten to a hundred, in the expectant eyes of the crowd, the pot and fish were processed and brought over.

Su Yun glanced at the pot and fish that the two of them were holding, and after a little thought, he turned around and started looking for things.

After a while, he found three stones with a height of more than ten centimeters. After arranging the three stones in a triangle on the ground, he took some firewood and piled them in the stone pit.

With the fire lit, the clay pot was set on the stone.

Burning and heating, the ceramic pot smoked, obviously heated to a certain extent.

"It's a pity that there is no oil." Su Yun felt a little regretful, and reached out to take the disemboweled and washed black fish.

Glancing at the fish that was longer than the clay pot, he thought about it for a while and a white light appeared on his hand, which quickly condensed into the shape of a light knife. With a horizontal stroke towards the middle of the fish, the fish was easily cut into two halves.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the fish was thrown directly into the clay pot.

zizizi~
As soon as it was put into the pan, there was a sound of frying fish, and at the same time, there was a special fragrance.

Compared with grilled fish, this smell is more enticing and blooms more thoroughly, making people salivate.

No, the people who were close immediately sniffed their noses desperately.

"smell good!"

"Why is this fish so delicious?"

After just a little sniff, they felt that the grilled fish they usually ate was no longer delicious, and only the black fish fried in a clay pot was left in their eyes and hearts.

Seeing that the fish was still frying, Su Yun turned his head and said to the people beside him, "Pick a pot of water in a clay pot."

"I'll do it!" Fang Fang had a curious expression on his face, and rushed forward to take over the task.

After speaking, he picked up a clay pot from the ground not far away, and strode towards the river.

"What is the priest doing? Why do you need water?"

"Yeah, I don't understand..."

Those who had never cooked anything scratched their heads, not quite understanding what the priest was going to do.

"I forgot to make a spatula." Su Yun noticed that the fish was burnt, and felt a little embarrassed.

"Forget it..." With a dark sigh, he stretched out his hand calmly, and a spatula condensed with white light immediately appeared in his hand.

With a few shovels, he turned the fish over.

Well, not to mention, it is quite easy to use.

The clansmen looked at the radiant shovel in amazement, and some carefully wrote down the style secretly, just waiting to make an exactly the same one in the future.

zizizi~
Because there is no oil, the skin of the black fish is a bit sticky, but as time goes by, the oil of the fish itself seeps out, adding a burnt aroma, a more attractive smell radiates out.

The fragrance wafted to the entire open space, making everyone look at the grilled fish full of longing, and their saliva almost flooded.

"Priest, the water you want."

Fang Fang grinned and handed him the clay pot full of water. He moved his throat up and down as he spoke, and couldn't help asking, "Priest, can I have some fish?"

"No." Su Yun calmly refused.

Seeing Fang Fang's extremely disappointed expression, he couldn't help being speechless, and explained, "The fish hasn't been cooked yet."

"Cook?" Qing, who was nearby, heard the word and couldn't help repeating it in doubt.

Su Yun glanced at Qing with a little surprise, and seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, he said, "That's right, it's cooking!"

As he spoke, he didn't explain much, but just dumped the clay pot in his hand into the small clay pot.

Under the sunlight, the extremely clear water glowing with golden light poured down.

Nourishing~
After a burst of 'sizzling', a large amount of water vapor came out.

This scene left others dumbfounded.

"Priest, this is?!"

"It even added water!"

After the crowd reacted, they all exclaimed. They didn't quite understand this scene.

It was a good pot of fish, but after seeing the priest pour the water, most people showed disappointment.

They felt that this pot of fish would not be so delicious...

Qing, who was in the crowd, also frowned deeply at this time. At first, he believed in his inner thoughts. He felt that the strange behavior of the priest was probably the order of God. Seeing such behavior now, he was a little uncertain again.

Su Yun ignored the disappointed and surprised crowd, but calmly shoveled the fish.

As soon as water was poured into the small pottery pot, it immediately turned milky white, as if milk had been added to it. It had a seductive smell, and it also looked good.

The fish soup was still heating, Su Yun thought about it and thought that it might not have any taste.

He stood up, ready to go and get some snowflake salt that was traded to the traveling merchant yesterday.

He stopped the clansmen who wanted to follow, and he left here alone.

Now, the expressions on everyone's faces became even more confused.

When he came back, Su Yun was holding a small bag of salt in his hand, and there was half a finger-high snowflake salt left at the bottom of the bag.

The clansmen looked at the small bag in surprise, and some sharp-eyed people immediately exclaimed after seeing the white things inside, "This is salt!"

"What? Something bestowed by the gods?"

About salt, a god-given thing, has long been spread in the tribe, but some people are surprised when they see it for the first time.

(End of this chapter)