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Chapter 111 Anger

The chefs left the tent with their "competition works", and everyone immediately surrounded them, asking about the results and eating the leftover food at the same time.

Knowing that Tiger Tongue's skill surprised everyone today, but the judges almost wiped out all the dishes he cooked, leaving only some chicken soup, everyone felt sorry. After all the food was eaten, his eyes lit up immediately, and he called it delicious.

How can this be enough?

The hunters were not happy, the hunters were unhappy.

The chef of the Big Tree Tribe said with a smile: "Don't worry, the winner this time must be Tiger Tongue. You can have a good time until the sacrificial ceremony!"

The tiger's tongue was proud, and he enjoyed the admiration of everyone. The chefs surrounded him, asking him various questions related to cooking, and inquiring about the exchange price of pottery by the way.

Hei Niu went straight to Lin Yu and called out respectfully: "Master!"

"what?"

Lin Yu was startled.

Hei Niu raised his head, showing sincere and fiery eyes: "Master, I also want to learn skills! I want to prove that I am no worse than tiger tongue!"

Zhang Tian said first: "Do you know where you are inferior to Tiger Tongue? Not only technology, but also tools! Whether it's cooking soup or cooking, you need pottery. Without pottery, no matter how good your cooking skills are, it's useless." Hey, before learning the technique, why not go back with a set of pottery that you have at hand."

"What do you want in exchange?"

"Food, you're not short of food anyway, are you?"

Hei Niu really wanted to agree immediately, but he couldn't decide on this matter.

"I need to discuss it with my tribe," he said.

"Then come to us after discussing it."

Hei Niu left with a heavy heart.

Lin Yu couldn't help complaining: "You are extorting money."

"How can this be called extortion?" Zhang Tianyi said sternly, "I am collecting tuition fees for you. Isn't it natural for apprentices to respect their master?"

Not long after, the curtain of the camp was lifted, and the chiefs came out in a file. In the past, it took a long time to discuss to reach a result. This time, it was unusually fast, and obviously there was no big disagreement.

As the host, Yun came out last and announced loudly: "After discussion, we agreed that the winner of this culinary competition is—Tiger Tongue! Look forward to it! He will show his outstanding skills in the sacrificial ceremony! "

"Tiger Tongue!"

"Tiger Tongue!"

"Tiger Tongue!"

The hunters shouted the name of Tiger Tongue. The sacrificial ceremony has not yet begun, and the camp is already in a celebration-like atmosphere.

Yun stretched out his hands and pressed down, signaling to everyone to be safe.

After the boiling crowd calmed down a bit, he looked at Tiger Tongue and said, "I'm curious about one thing, no, we are all curious, how did you completely eliminate the bitter taste of salt?"

Except for the members of the Big Tree Tribe and the Shepi Tribe, everyone else was stunned. In their perception, the bitter taste of salt is as innate as the salty taste, and even offering sacrifices to Snow Spirit could not completely eliminate it. done?
The chefs were even more astonished, thinking that Tiger Tongue's cooking skills are so high that it can completely eliminate the bitter taste of salt?They thought they were overestimating Tiger Tongue, but unexpectedly they underestimated it.

All eyes fell on Hutong, and Hutong said proudly: "Because our salt has no bitter taste!"

Yun frowned and asked, "What is your salt? Didn't you also get your salt from us?"

"No!" Hutong shook his head, "Our salt comes from the Big Tree Tribe!"

Everyone immediately looked at the pinecone.

Don't say half of what you say!

Song Guo was shot while lying down, cursed in his stomach, and quickly explained: "We did find a snow salt field, but it is not us who make the snow salt pure, but..."

He searched around in the crowd, finally found Zhang Tian who was standing at the back, pointed to him and said, "It's the sky of the Dahe Tribe! He was guided by the sky and passed on the knowledge of his ancestors. By offering sacrifices to Xue Ling's stronger power, I got extremely pure salt without the slightest bitter taste!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked behind them, only to find that it was the boy with the strange haircut, and they heard Pine Cone's astonishing words, and there was a lot of discussion.

Zhang Tian tucked his hands into his sleeves like a peasant, calmly accepting everyone's attention.Such things were inevitable, and he had foreseen them before coming.

"Bullshit!"

Yun scolded, and said with a low face: "There is no power stronger than Xue Ling's power!"

Song Guo said: "But the salt he got from sacrificing to the sky is indeed purer than the salt you get from sacrificing Xue Ling. You have also tasted it. How can you explain it?"

Yun choked for a moment, he was not a priest after all, and the doorway was not very clear, he glanced at the black bear beside him from the corner of his eye, only to see that the apprentice priest was also speechless, and immediately became angry.

Really useless!

He suddenly thought of Shanxi again. Although a black bear who lacks his own opinions is easy to control, once he encounters an emergency, he really can't be counted on!
He immediately winked at the crow.

The crow understood, and took the two brothers to leave the camp quietly in the night, and ran towards the cave where the tribe settled.

Saber Tooth and Lion Heart sat on the sidelines tacitly. The two tribes still believed in the ancient spirits of the Saber Toothed Tiger and the Cave Lion. Of course it will not be accepted.

At this time, the crowd who didn't know the truth shouted: "Where is the purer salt? We haven't tasted it yet!"

In fact, several of them have already tasted it. When they were sharing the leftover soup, it was just that they scrambled to grab the food at that time, and everyone swallowed the dates, but no one could taste the taste.

"You will eat it!" Zhang Tian said loudly, "Everyone will eat it! During the sacrificial ceremony, Tiger Tongue will use non-bitter salt to cook food for you!"

Everyone cheered, imagining the taste of salt without bitterness, only salty, looking forward to the sacrificial ceremony and the delicious food at the ceremony.

Yun's expression became even uglier, and he glared angrily at the heretic who incited public opinion. This child disgusted him from appearance to behavior to words.

Zhang Tian could clearly feel the host's anger. He understood why the other party was angry. What surprised him was that the young chief didn't seem to intend to ask for details, which made his prepared remarks useless.

This young man is not very calm... He has a rough judgment on Yun's character.

The most injured person at this time is Hei Niu.

He had just returned to the clansmen and wanted to persuade them to exchange pottery with the Dahe Tribe, but the situation suddenly changed. Seeing the angry faces of the clansmen, he had no choice but to swallow all the words that came out of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)