Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Lin Xiaoqian told them that braised pork was only served at noon and in the evening, not in the morning.

Ignoring the disappointed looks on the faces of the people from the Big Tree Tribe, Lin Xiaoqian coldly went into the kitchen.

They eat whatever she makes.

I made more than thirty scallion pancakes and boiled more than thirty eggs.

They cooked another large pot of rice porridge and distributed it to the people of the Big Tree tribe.

The people of the Big Tree tribe thought the eggs were bird eggs and didn't think much of it. They also thought the rice porridge was just a little watery compared to the rice they ate yesterday, so it wasn't surprising.

The key point is that they've never seen or even heard of this thing called scallion pancake.

Yu took a bite of the pancake, a glint of light flashing in her cloudy eyes.

Lin Xiaoqian is now almost like a god in his heart. He feels that money is a god descended to earth to save their tribe.

We sent him rice, let him eat delicious braised pork, and now we have this pancake too.

One pancake is enough to fill a strong young man's stomach, and it can be eaten by hand, making it convenient to carry when going out.

I wonder if she could sell him a little more money for this kind of cake.

Yu glanced at Lin Xiaoqian, who was happily eating her porridge with her head down, and said nothing. She decided to wait and see how Qian would sell the pancake later.

The unexpected good news is that the pancakes are not expensive; one mushroom makes one pancake, one egg makes one mushroom, and one mushroom makes two bowls of rice porridge.

The bad news is, money doesn't buy cakes.

Lin Xiaoqian explained, "These pancakes get dry and don't taste good if they sit for too long." The main reason was that she was too lazy to spend the time making them.

"Moreover, this pancake is made from flour, which, like rice, can be stored for a long time, so I can sell it to you."

Yu was incredibly excited to hear that there was food that could be stored for a long time.

"Really? Money? How do we exchange? I'll trade!"

The flour in Lin Xiaoqian's warehouse was also sold in bags of fifty jin (25 kg), so it was priced the same as rice, and also in bags of two hundred mushrooms.

Lin Xiaoqian first appraised the value of the mushrooms and fruits they had picked yesterday, and then brought out eight bags of flour from the warehouse for them.

They also taught Yu how to make pasta dishes, like pancakes or noodles.

Since the people of the Big Tree Tribe weren't in a hurry to go home, the eight bags of flour were left with Lin Xiaoqian for the time being.

The people of the Big Tree Tribe were going to continue picking mushrooms and fruits, so they left the shop after they had eaten and drunk their fill.

Before leaving, Lin Xiaoqian repeatedly told him to come back at noon, as the shop would be making braised pork.

As a result, before the people from the Big Tree tribe could return, they were greeted by several familiar faces.

Wen returned with a group of people.

Lin Xiaoqian pointed to eight or nine unfamiliar faces and asked, "Are you from your tribe?"

Wen waved his hand: "I bought slaves."

slave?

Lin Xiaoqian looked at Wen and said, "You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, are also involved in human trafficking?"

After thinking about it, Lin Xiaoqian felt relieved that this was primitive society.

Wen patted Lin Xiaoqian happily: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you for selling me the salt. I was lucky if I could buy two or three salted rocks, but I bought six with just one bag of salt. I really owe you a lot."

Lin Xiaoqian: There's no need to thank me.

I never expected that I would be a part of this deal.

Xi shook Lin Xiaoqian's arm: "Qian, do you have braised pork?" Then she touched her stomach with one hand, looking very hungry.

Wen also said excitedly, "Yes, money! The braised pork we took away was finished in two days. I haven't had it for several days, and I'm dying to eat it."

Lin Xiaoqian helplessly spread her hands: "I haven't done it yet, you'll have to wait a while."

Wen took out a large animal skin package, patted it, and said, "It's alright in a bit. We picked a lot of mushrooms on the way, so let's each have a plate of braised pork."

Although some of them were newly purchased slaves, once they joined their ibex tribe, they were considered members of the tribe, and she would not be stingy with her tribesmen.

Let them sit for a while, and Lin Xiaoqian will go to the kitchen to make braised pork.

Xi even begged Lin Xiaoqian to let her watch cartoons.

Lin Xiaoqian turned on the TV, tuned in to "Boonie Bears," and went into the kitchen.

It goes without saying that several slaves were terrified by the television during this time.

While we were making braised pork, the people from the Big Tree Tribe returned, carrying large and small bags.

I was taken aback when I saw about ten people sitting in the shop.

However, people from their tribe can come to this tree hole, and people from other tribes can also come. After introducing themselves, they sit on opposite sides without disturbing each other.

However, the people from the Big Tree Tribe, who were seeing television for the first time, shouted and screamed, their faces filled with fear. This gave the few people from the Rock Sheep Tribe, who already knew about television, a sense of superiority for no reason.

Xi further explained the animation theories that Lin Xiaoqian had told her to the Big Tree Tribe.

Xi proudly told the people of the Big Tree Tribe that Qian must be a witch doctor from the Huaxia Tribe. She could paint and had even taught her to paint.

This drew envious glances from the people of the Big Tree tribe, as everyone knew that having a shaman in a tribe could help its people live longer.

Moreover, witch doctors select and train their own people to become the next generation of witch doctors.

If Xi is chosen and trained by the shaman, she will most likely become the next shaman of their tribe.

It seems the argali tribe will soon have a shaman, which makes the Great Tree tribe quite envious.

Yu was also deep in thought after hearing Xi's words. Could Qian be a witch doctor?

Witch doctors can indeed communicate with the gods and know a lot.

But he felt that money was even more powerful than witch doctors.

The store suddenly fell silent, with only the sound of cartoons playing on the television.

Lin Xiaoqian knew the people from the Big Tree Tribe had returned while she was in the kitchen. After preparing the braised pork, she plated it and carried it out on a tray.

After greeting the people of the Big Tree Tribe, I first gave each member of the Rock Sheep Tribe a plate.

Yu casually asked the people of the Big Tree Tribe how much braised pork they wanted. He looked at the people of the Rock Sheep Tribe, who each had a plate of braised pork, even the newly bought slaves. He gritted his teeth and said, "We'll also have a plate of braised pork each, plus a bowl of rice for each of us."

Aside from the surprise and delight of the other members of the Big Tree Tribe, Lin Xiaoqian was also quite taken aback.

I remember that Yu was a little reluctant to spend money this morning, and only ordered three plates of braised pork for so many people.

I don't know why they changed their minds now.

However, it doesn't matter as long as she can sell the braised pork.

Lin Xiaoqian first served rice to the people of the rock sheep tribe.

Then they went to serve braised pork and rice to the people of the Big Tree Tribe.

Once everyone had their own serving of braised pork and rice, they all buried themselves in their food and the only sound in the restaurant was the frantic slurping of rice.

After finishing her meal, Wen said to Lin Xiaoqian, "Qian, this white thing looks a lot like the one I ate last time, but it's not quite the same."

Lin Xiaoqian washed a bowl of wild fruits and sat down to eat them at the cashier. Upon hearing this, she said, "It's the same thing. The fried rice you had last time was made with this rice."

Wen couldn't help but exclaim, "This rice is delicious! Can I exchange some with you? I want to take some back for my mother."

Lin Xiaoqian nodded: "Sure, you can do what the people of the Big Tree Tribe do, exchange the raw rice back, and just put it in a pot and boil it with water."

The people of the argali tribe looked at the tree tribe with some surprise. It turned out that they already knew about rice and had even traded it for money.

Under the gaze of the argali tribe, the people of the Big Tree tribe unconsciously straightened their posture, even slowing down and becoming more elegant in their eating of braised pork.