Chapter 49：

Chapter 49

A huge iron pot stands in front of the new temple and is a symbol of wealth and power.

The Starfire Tribe can build ironware, a metal that is harder than blackstone weapons and western-continental bronzeware. The appearance of its powerful power can definitely make people who know it dare not to underestimate.

The metal utensils Yang Yi brought before, although more delicate, can not be created is a fatal disadvantage.

Under the guidance of Black Hunt and Jiao, everyone is very clear about this.

And no matter how urgent the tribe is, you must wait for the time to get it. This time is longer than once.

Items are easily damaged, which is inconsistent with powerful functions, and it is even more convincing that the items brought by God will eventually be recovered.

God does not like to be taken blindly.

What's more, the ironware created by the Spark Tribe is stronger and more durable than Yang Yi's. Taking only the current iron pot, the fried dishes are obviously different from the iron pot brought by Yang Yi!

"God said that we can create everything that God has given us, and we have done it!"

"We will do better. God did not deceive us."

"With iron, we can have more weapons!"

"..."

The people of the Green Python Tribe also got the news quickly, and the camphor came to the iron pot soon, and circled around it, amazed.

"You can always do wonders, you are lucky."

Heiwei slightly raised his chin: "It's lucky, but even more powerful."

Camphor also tried to exchange iron, and Heihe refused without hesitation.

Cinnamomum is just a question, and he does not expect to really agree. After all, he knows what iron means.

I feel sorry in my heart, and I even foresee how powerful this tribe will become in the future.

Yang Yi looked at the big iron pot with emotion: "Except for the grand celebration in the future, this pot is basically a decoration."

It's too wasteful to waste. For such a pot, I don't know how much iron ore is used.

This big iron pot is not suitable for cooking every day, and it is fixed in front of the new temple. It is not a cooking area.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of iron." Hei Yang still regrets seeing Yang Yi, and thinks again before speaking.

"The magic fire cannot be extinguished. In the future, this pot will usually be used to boil water, so that the tribe can have hot water at any time."

Yang Yi laughed: "This idea is pretty good."

There must be a fire in front of the temple, which is absolutely indestructible.

Rather than dry burning, let the large iron pot boil some hot water for the convenience of everyone.

Although the people here are very powerful, it is still difficult to clean themselves with cold water in cold weather.

Especially frail people cannot do this frequently.

It is too extravagant to boil water for bathing, especially for the tribe's firewood to be transported from the distant woods. No one will do this.

Except for Yang Yi in the tribe, even young children do not have such qualifications.

"Actually, that iron pot is not what I promised to give it to you today. This is it." Heihun looked like magic, and took out a small iron pot with a diameter of about 30 cm from behind.

The small iron pot is very delicate, about the same size as the wok used by Yang Yi in his life.

The handle made of golden nannan is also accompanied by the lid made of golden nannan.

Rao is Yang Yi, who is accustomed to the golden silk wood products everywhere, still can't help but sigh, this luxurious life.

Yang Yi couldn't explain his inner feelings. He didn't expect this tall, rough man, so careful.

"Thank you."

Except for this vocabulary, Yang Yi did not know how to respond.

An unintentional sentence is firmly remembered and fulfilled seriously. This feeling of being valued is always pleasing.

Although this part comes from what he brought, making his status special, Yang Yi will not ignore the other party ’s intentions.

He reached for the iron pan, sinking in his hand, and smashing the pan directly.

Fortunately, the black hunter's eye hurriedly grabbed quickly, so as to avoid the iron pan directly hitting the ground.

"Why so heavy!"

Yang Yi was stunned. This pot really looked more solid than his previous pot, but it wouldn't be like this!

He had no psychological preparation at all, which led to the embarrassing scene just now.

"The iron we made was heavier than the iron you brought, and I forgot this." Heihe was ashamed of his negligence.

Yang Yi has accepted the fact that everything here is different. It should be the same name and look similar, but it is not a thing.

No wonder the ironware here can be harder than that brought by the mall, which is very different.

He lifted the iron pan hard this time, weighed and weighed, and could not help but sigh deeply.

"Such a heavy pot is heavy when lifted up, and it seems that I can't change it later."

"A spoon?"

Now it ’s all in a large pot, so there is no such thing as a scoop, and the black hunter does n’t understand what is going on.

"In order to ensure that the fried food is evenly heated."

Yang Yi actually doesn't have time to cook now, and he is also very happy eating big pot rice.

But people are like this. When there is no way to do anything, they have to think about what to do.

Under Yang Yi's explanation, Black Hunt quickly realized.

"Leave it to me and I can do it."

Yang Yi laughed: "You can still cook with your weapon?"

"Why not?" Black Hunt was puzzled, and didn't think there was any conflict.

There is no such thing as a man who does n’t do housework here. They are all good at assigning tasks and have no fixed impression.

Yang Yi didn't want to give him a fixed impression, and laughed: "Let's wait and see if your cooking talent is so high."

"No time, let's try it now."

Yang Yi couldn't help crying: "Just after eating, my stomach is still supporting it."

Heihun didn't do it at that time, but after a while, he was very busy and tried cooking with Yang Yi himself.

Everyone in the tribe can cook food. This is a survivability.

However, most people only grill, and the "advanced" cooking method of stir-fry is not available to everyone because there is no pot.

Now with black pottery, some people will cook something on their own and add meals in addition to normal meals.

As long as there is enough time, the tribe does not hesitate to add meals.

The more you eat, the more powerful you are.

Today there are more warriors in the tribe than before, and the frequency of talents is also very high, which is very much related to being able to eat.

I have to say that Black Hunt is very talented in this regard.

For example, the spoon does not need to learn at all, it will be a teaching, there is no such thing as sprinkle food, which makes Yang Yi very envious.

The tall, handsome, black hunter crouched seriously on the ground, froze from time to time, and the movement was flowing.

At this moment, he was completely without the usual strong and outstanding momentum, and the whole person became soft and grounded.

"Even if you are no longer the bravest warrior, you will be a very good cook."

Yang Yi sighed with black hunting fried vegetables.

Although there are only three simple dishes, fried mushrooms with greens, peppers, and peppers with scrambled eggs, Yang Yi still couldn't stop, and he ate an extra bowl of rice.

No matter how well the big pot rice is cooked, there is still no small pot to pinch it more accurately and carefully.

What's more, he also took out condiments such as soy sauce, which are richer in flavor than tribal cauldron rice, making Yang Yi very satisfied.

"I'll do it for you in the future." Hei Yang looked at Yang Yi, and his lips couldn't help lifting.

Yang Yi jumped in his heart, and then smiled and shook his head for a while: "Without such trouble, the food in the tribe is very good."

"It doesn't take long." Heihe disagreed, and set the matter very aggressively, "but I can't do it for you every day."

Black hunters sometimes go out for hunting or lead a team to practice, and will return the next day or longer.

Although he separated hunting and guarding powers, it did not mean that he would no longer participate.

He will participate in major hunting activities.

In addition, he is now training, and will use hunting as an exercise to improve everyone's combat effectiveness.

Heihe is a man who can do what he wants. As long as he can get back, he will contract the supper.

The staple food was brought directly from the tribe, but the dishes were all fried by him.

His speed is very fast. When cutting vegetables, he can be called a machine. Yang Yi can only see a residual image, and even slices or slices appear.

In this way, dinner time also becomes two people dining alone.

In addition to Yang Yi in the tribe, no one dared to eat the food that Heihun himself cooked.

From the beginning, Yang Yi felt weird and gradually became accepted. It was ...

The technique of black hunting is really good!

And it has been improving. From the simple dishes in the beginning, I can gradually make some hard dishes.

No matter which one, Yang Yi was very satisfied and his appetite increased greatly.

After coming here, Yang Yi's meal has increased significantly compared to the past. He thought it was his limit, and now I know it is not.

The food made by Black Hunt seems to have a magical power, allowing him to eat more without feeling supportive.

When the pants became a bit short, Yang Yi was surprised to find that he had grown taller!

With a ruler, it was five centimeters higher than before!

Since he went to college, he has never had a quiet height. He has grown so much in such a short period of time, which surprised Yang Yi.

He wanted to be a little bit higher, and this kind of **** was even stronger when he came here.

Originally a pretty good height, here became a dwarf, there is a dent in the crowd, can't be more heart-broken.

This world affects what the earth brings, and it also affects him.

Yang Yi was thrilled. Does this mean he can become stronger in the future? !!

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