Chapter 187: The Secret Not Passed Down

Chapter 187: The Secret Not Passed Down

The three leaders of the Green Sparrow Tribe came out of the inner cave. Each was enveloped in a profound joy, leading many to secretly speculate what good fortune would befall their tribe.

Their speculations quickly vanished when Han Cheng, the chief chef, and the Divine Child, announced what they had discussed in the secret chamber to the crowd. Divine Child declared that he would personally prepare delicious food to share with everyone.

For the primitive people, who were true foodies, there was nothing more exciting than eating. Even clothing, housing, and humming primitive tunes had to take a backseat to eat.

"Produced by the Divine Child, it must be a masterpiece." This had long become the consensus of all the people in the Green Sparrow Tribe. Even the three-year-old primitive children knew.

Previously, they had watched people from the Green Tribe and the Sheep Tribe feasting with envy, and now, upon hearing the Divine Child's announcement, how could they not be excited? The entire tribe instantly boiled with excitement!

Han Cheng, Shaman, and the Eldest Senior Brother looked at the lively scene and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

As per Han Cheng's instructions, his spouse had already washed and salted three strings of sheep intestines. She knew that the Divine Child liked cleanliness, so each string of intestines had been scrubbed several times, showing her earnestness.

Recalling the days when food was scarce in the tribe and how they roast the intestines without washing them, she smiled and shook her head.

Looking at the abundance of food and the smiling faces of the people, and finally focusing on the Divine Child who was instructing people to clean the large vat, her smile grew even broader.

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The three strings of intestines, thoroughly scrubbed and kneaded, were thrown directly into the large vat without being cut.

A large sheep skeleton with plenty of meat on it was broken into pieces by stone knives and axes and also thrown into the vat.

Then, two sets of sheep offal and half a sheep's head were added. Without adding any water, these items alone nearly filled half the vat!

Several jars of clear water were poured into the vat, submerging the meat. The heavy lid was placed on top of the vat, and the fire, tended by Fire One, had already been lit.

The flames burned vigorously, and with his less-than-perfect teeth, Fire One blew continuously on the fire.

Fortunately, Fire One didn't wear dentures. Otherwise, Han Cheng was worried that Fire One might accidentally blow out his dentures while blowing on the fire

Tie Tou returned, panting, dragging two large branches of pine needles that had just been broken off.

Han Cheng scooped up a ladleful of the boiling, creamy white lamb soup from the vat and poured it into each bowl.

The steaming lamb soup met the onions, lamb meat, offal, and intestines, immediately releasing a tantalizing aroma.

The white soup, the slightly red meat, complemented by the green onions, not to mention how it tasted. Just looking at it made people hungry.

"Gulp."

"Gulp!"

As they smelled the fragrance and looked at the delicious food, everyone in the Green Sparrow Tribe, including the Divine Child and Shaman, couldn't help but swallow

"Ah~"

The Eldest senior brother held up his empty bowl and exhaled, feeling completely comfortable.

He thought the fish soup and meat soup with salt were already delicious. Today, drinking the lamb soup personally made by the Divine Child, he realized how shallow his previous understanding had been.

The second senior brother vigorously gnawed on a bone with lamb meat in one hand, juices flowing everywhere

A delicious lamb soup feast made the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe feel like they were floating on air, feeling that happiness was both real and illusory

"Someone! Someone!"

When people are comfortable and happy, a stick is always in the mud.

The shouts of the guards outside and the banging of the drums pulled the Green Sparrow Tribe back to reality as they were still savoring the aftertaste.

Instantly alert, they filed out, not knowing who was coming.

Looking at the crowd outside the tribe's gates, Han Cheng suddenly felt the urge to facepalm. These guys had just left not long ago. Why were they back again?

When did primitive people become so troublesome?