The blind box of the plane was exposed, and foreigners cried for entry into China

In the end, the tribesmen finally ate stewed rice.

But it wasn't pure rice. It was a mixture of hulled rice and the priest's own immortal rice. Finally, Taohua, not wanting to be disappointed, filled a small stainless steel basin with pearl rice and mixed it in, stirring evenly.

Just like that, the rice was made from a mix of three-grain rice. As Taohua had the rice washed and put into the pot according to Ling Xiaoyue's instructions, she suddenly remembered that Boss Ling had also given her a bag of golden cornmeal. She quickly took it out, had someone wash it, and put it into the pot to cook.

The tribe members ate dry rice with stir-fried vegetables, and the toothless old people and children also ate boiled meatballs and noodles.

"Today is the happiest day of my life." said a young man holding a ceramic bowl.

"You still have a long life ahead of you, and you dare to say that you are the happiest?" an old man corrected in disagreement.

"Yes, yes. Didn't you hear what the patriarch said? We can trade with the gods tomorrow. After we trade enough food with the gods, we can eat rice like this every day." Another young man said with a look of longing.

"Hey, if our tribe can eat white rice and such delicious dishes every day, won't our tribe grow stronger?"

"Winter is approaching, so let's wait until it's over before we start expanding our tribe." A Peach Tree Man, passing by and overhearing the conversation, reminded them, "We don't have nearly enough meat from hunting. While we don't need to trade salt and rock with the Goat Tribe anymore, we also know our houses aren't warm enough, and our caves can't hold so many of us."

The tribesmen who were discussing heatedly calmed down a little after hearing this.

Yes, winter is the greatest challenge of every year, a truly brutal beast that devours humans without leaving any bones uneaten. The priest god predicted this winter not long ago. This year's winter will be more difficult than any other. The snow will be heavier than all previous winters combined. The temperature will be even colder than all previous winters combined.

All the tribesmen couldn't help but feel discouraged.

Suddenly, a tribesman stood up, holding a clay bowl, and shouted, "Let's gather more and exchange the meat we hunt with the gods. Please, gods, give us some advice and think of a way to survive this winter. Can we?"

When the tribesmen heard this, they started talking about it.

Someone said, "I think it will work. The gods are so generous that they even gave us fire. They will definitely help us get through the cold winter."

Some people say, "We have already obtained so many precious things. If we go to pray to the gods again, will they get angry and stop trading with us?"

Others say, "We offer more offerings, and give the gods whatever they like. If the gods are happy, they might give us some advice."

When the peach tree owner saw that there was a commotion here, he quickly called over peach blossoms.

Taohua heard what the tribesmen were arguing about. After a moment's thought, she said to the peach tree people, "The gods are already helping us find a solution. But the tribesmen are right. If we trade more with the gods, this winter won't be so difficult."

"But we don't have much meat or things we can exchange for it. There are still too few people who can go hunting and gathering." The Peach Tree Man said worriedly.

"Then go trade with other tribes!" Taohua said firmly.

"Trade with other tribes?" The Taoshu people didn't react immediately.

"Let's take some lighters and stainless steel basins, which are our surplus items, and exchange them for things we don't have, whether they are stones or plants, whether they are edible or not, even saplings and branches will do. Or we can take animal meat and small animals that only they have." Taohua explained to Taoshuren, and as she spoke, she felt that this idea was very feasible.

"Everyone, be quiet," Taohua said to the tribe. "Starting tomorrow, we'll split up and go trade with other tribes for supplies. What we've hunted and gathered isn't enough, so we'll use lighters, salt, and other items to exchange for more. We want everything: fish and insects from the river, insects and birds from the mountains. We also want any leaves, saplings, or wild fruits we don't have here, both poisonous and non-poisonous."

"Let's tell the people from other tribes that this lighter was a gift from God and is very precious. Just press it lightly and a flame will come out. So if you want a lighter, you have to ask their tribe to exchange a lot of things for it." Taohua taught the tribesmen how to obtain the most supplies.

"But Chief! If we take this lighter out, will the people from the Chi tribe come looking for us?" An old man from the tribe said worriedly.

"Even if we don't give it to them, they will come to us. We are almost out of flint. Now that we have lighters, we will not exchange flint with the Chi tribe anymore. They will come to us sooner or later." Taohua explained in a deep voice.

"We can't hide the fact that the immortals are making deals with us. Furthermore, what the immortals need is something our tribe doesn't have. Rather than waiting for someone to come and test us later, why don't we take the initiative and exchange something for them now?"

"We have gathered what the immortal needs first and shown our face to him. No matter how much the other tribes offer him, they will not be able to surpass us."

"So this is ah."

"Then we understand. I will definitely do as the chief says! I will bring back a lot of things for the tribe!"

The tribesmen spoke one after another.

"Then go to bed early tonight. Come to me tomorrow to get your lighter. Let's set off early so that other tribes can collect more for us!" Taohua said, carrying two quilts and heading towards where the children of the tribe lived.

This is the innermost part of the cave, the safest place for the tribe, and all the tribe's precious supplies and food are stored here.

Several women who had recently given birth were coaxing their children. Taohua spread out the quilts and had the children put on them. Then she took out the milk powder and had someone bring over the boiling water that had been cooling in the stainless steel basin during dinner. She carefully poured a small amount in.

Taohua was reluctant to pour out so much, but Ling Xiaoyue said that if too little milk powder was added, the nutrition would not be enough, not to mention such a big basin of water.

After stirring with a large spoon, the rich aroma of powdered milk filled the cave. Taohua then poured a bowl of it for each of the women who had just given birth. Then, she pulled a few eggs from her bosom and gave one to each of them.

"Drink quickly, these are given to you by the gods. They specifically told that they are for women who have given birth." Taohua reminded.

The women who were about to refuse suddenly stopped and picked up their bowls to eat.

I had already eaten delicious dry rice and stir-fried dishes, but I didn’t expect to have such sweet milk to drink and extra bird eggs to eat.

There is no better tribe than our own. The women were deeply moved.