After handing it over to the system, the three brothers knelt down and begged for forgiveness

The morning sun gently shone on the stone house. Nan Qiao was still asleep when suddenly, Kamu's voice came from outside the door: "Lord Chosen One, I am Kamu. I have brought you some fruit. These were picked for you by the females in the tribe. You can eat them if you are hungry."

Nan Qiao got up sleepily and opened the door. Kamu continued, "Sir, I have to help the tribe rebuild the stone house and build the tribal gate today, so I can't accompany you."

Nan Qiao smiled and nodded: "Go ahead, this is important."

After Kamu left, Nan Qiao picked up a fruit and took a bite. Suddenly, a sour taste spread in her mouth. The sour taste made her frown. This fruit was really hard to swallow.

She was glad that there were still a lot of supplies in her space, so she took out bread and milk and started eating.

The soft bread and fragrant milk greatly satisfied her taste buds.

After eating, Nan Qiao threw the garbage back into the space.

After breakfast, Nan Qiao came to the tribe to help.

She suddenly felt like an experienced mentor, and when she saw that her tribesmen were doing something wrong while repairing the stone house or building the gate, she would immediately give advice.

Under her guidance, the tribal transformation project progressed smoothly.

At noon, the tribesmen gathered together again to eat barbecue.

The aroma of barbecue filled the air, but after eating it for two meals in a row, Nan Qiao was already a little sick of it.

This barbecue feels fresh if you eat it occasionally, but there is no seasoning and only the taste of the meat itself. If you eat too much, your mouth will feel greasy.

So, Nan Qiao decided to go outside to look for wild vegetables in the afternoon.

She searched around the tribe and found a lot of wild vegetables.

There is tender green purslane with round, plump leaves that are fresh and juicy.

There are also dandelions with serrated edges. The small yellow flowers are particularly conspicuous among the green grass, and its leaves are also edible.

Then there is shepherd's purse, which exudes a unique fragrance. It grows in small clusters on the ground, like small green flowers.

Nan Qiao had picked a lot of wild vegetables and was about to return to the tribe when she suddenly saw a few concave stones. She stopped and looked carefully.

The stones have unique shapes, and the concave parts are smooth and regular, like natural containers.

Nan Qiao thought that these stones were really treasures. After a little polishing, a large one could be used as a water tank, and a smaller one would be perfect as a pot.

Nan Qiao stood in front of the two special stones, concentrating slightly, and spiritual power slowly accumulated in her hands, like a lingering thread of light.

She simply raised her arms and picked up the two stones with ease. Her movements were smooth and natural, as if the stones were weightless.

She came to the stream and filled the jar with big stones. The clear water rippled slightly in the stone jar, reflecting sparkling light.

After putting it back in the house, Nan Qiao picked up the smaller piece and polished it for a while. He stopped only when he saw that it looked like a deep casserole.

Then, Nan Qiao picked up a stone that was polished like a casserole. She weaved tough vines into a strong rope and used the rope to firmly wrap around the edge of the casserole.

Then she hung the extra ropes on both sides of the casserole on the wooden rack above the campfire, and now the small stones were like a natural pot.

After the tribesmen finished their work, they saw Nan Qiao fiddling with those strange stones and gathered around curiously.

"Lord Chosen One, what are you doing?" asked a tribesman with a puzzled look on his face.

"This is a pot." Nan Qiao replied with a smile.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, "Pot? What is a pot for?"

Everyone asked questions at once, with confusion in their eyes.

Nan Qiao didn't explain much. She remembered that the uneaten meat that Kamu had sent her last night was hanging in the stone house.

She walked into the stone house, took a knife, cut off a piece of fat, and then lit a fire again at the campfire.

After the stone "pot" was heated, she put the fat in, and then used a knife to cut the fat into small pieces directly in the pot.

"Go get some leaves and fetch some water from the stream." Nan Qiao said to the females around him.

The females didn't understand why, but they did as they were told.

As the fat sizzled in the pan, the oil was gradually fried out and the aroma began to waft.

Nan Qiao put the lean meat slices she had cut in advance into the pot. After frying them for a while, she said to the female who came back with the water, "Pour the water in."

Water is poured into the pot, making a "sizzling" sound, and soon the water boils and begins to swirl.

Nan Qiao put the wild vegetables he had picked into the pot, and the wild vegetables began to boil in the pot.

As the wild vegetables were put into the pot, a strange fragrance instantly spread.

The aroma seemed to have magic, a mixture of the aroma of meat, the freshness of wild vegetables and the richness of oil, interweaving and entwining in the air.

It first slowly entered people's nasal cavity, and then quickly filled the entire space like a surging wave, making it impossible for anyone to ignore it.

"Wow, what's that smell? It smells so good!"

A young tribesman couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes wide open, greedily sniffing the fragrance in the air.

"I've never smelled anything so good. I feel like my saliva is about to flow out." A female member of the tribe covered her mouth, her eyes full of surprise.

"Lord Chosen One, how did you do it? This is simply a gift from God!" Kamu said in disbelief.

Nan Qiao looked at everyone's surprised expressions and couldn't help but smile: "Yesterday I taught you how to eat barbecue, and today I will teach you how to eat stewed meat soup."

"This meat is from a ferocious blood-fanged wolf. Cooking it this way will definitely make it taste better than roasting it."

After hearing this, everyone nodded, their eyes flashing with desire for delicious food and deeper admiration for Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao was about to share the soup and meat with everyone when she suddenly thought of something crucial and frowned slightly: "We don't have any bowls, how are we going to drink the soup and eat the meat?"

She turned to look at Kamu and asked, "Kamu, do you have anything round, durable, and heat-resistant?"

As she spoke, she gestured to Kamu with her hands.

Kam scratched his head, thought for a moment, and then replied: "Sir, we have bird eggshells. Those eggshells are very strong, but I'm not sure if they can withstand high temperatures."

Nan Qiao was somewhat helpless: "How big is a bird's eggshell? How can it be used as a bowl?"

Kamu hurriedly explained: "Sir, the bird egg shells here are as big as my fist. I'll get one for you to see."

After saying that, he ran away to get the bird eggshell.

Not long after, Kamu came back with a few bird eggshells.

Nan Qiao took a closer look and was a little surprised to find that these bird eggshells were almost the size of a bowl.

She smiled and said to the females around her, "Come, let's clean these bird eggs."

The females rushed into action, washing the eggshells clean.