The yellowish pottery bowl and small pottery pot are revealed.

The crowd quickly surrounded him, especially those who participated in the production, were even more excited.

"I did it, it worked! Haha..."

"I succeeded too!"

They recognized their pottery products at a glance and cheered.

However, there are some disappointments in this, because a small part of this batch of pottery products cracked, and it was obviously not burned well.

With Su Yun's permission, they held the pottery products they made, and their faces were filled with joy and harvest.

“The soil is amazing!”

“I want to make one too!”

The others who did not participate showed surprise and envy on their faces, and they were eager to try it out in their hearts.

Su Yun took a look at the small pot made. This thing is a bit like a large iron pot in the countryside, but the size has been reduced a lot.

He turned around and ordered the people around him, asking them to clean the pot and bowls, and slaughter a clean fish.

"What is the priest doing?" The strong man in the crowd asked the short and thin green beside him in confusion.

"That's right. The priest may be trying to teach us something, maybe it's God's will!"

A wise light flashed in the turbid eyes.

"God?" Fangya was shocked. He looked at the middle-aged leader standing beside them, and they couldn't help but show expectations on their faces.

They knew that as long as it was related to God, it would definitely not be simple. Every thing was very meaningful, but they were dull and could not understand God's meaning in advance.

Not only the three of them, some others also vaguely guessed something when they saw the priest's special actions.

One passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds of descendants. In the expectant eyes of the crowd, the pot and fish were processed and brought over.

Su Yun glanced at the pot and fish that the two of them were holding, thought for a while, then turned around and found something.

After a while, he found three stones more than ten centimeters tall, and arranged the three stones in a triangle to the ground. He took some firewood and piled them in the stone pit.

As the flames ignited, the pot was mounted onto the stone.

When the pot was burning and heating, smoke came out, and it was obviously heated to a certain extent.

"It's a pity that there is no oil." Su Yun felt a little regretful and reached out to take the black fish that was washed with a broken belly.

He glanced at the fish that was longer than the pottery pot. After thinking about it, a little white light appeared in his hand, which quickly condensed into the shape of a light knife. He slashed horizontally into the middle of the fish, and the fish easily turned into two halves.

In full view of everyone, the fish was thrown directly into the pot.

Sizzling

As soon as I put it in the pot, the sound of fried fish sounded, and there was a special fragrance that rose.

Compared with grilled fish, this smell is more attractive and blooms more thoroughly, making people salivate and flow.

Now, the people who were close to each other suddenly sniffed their noses desperately.

"It smells so good!"

"Why is this fish so fragrant?"

Just after a little smell, they felt that the grilled fish they usually eat was no longer fragrant, and only the black fish fried in the pot was left in their eyes and hearts.

Seeing that the fish was still frying, Su Yun turned his head and said to the person beside him, "Come in a pottery jar to get a can of water."

"I'll do it!" Fangya looked curious and rushed up to take over the task.

After saying that, he picked up a pot of pot from the ground not far away and ran towards the river.

"What is the priest doing? Why do you need water?"

"Yes, I don't understand..."

They scratched their heads, not very clear about what the priest was going to do.

"I forgot to make a spatula." Su Yun noticed that the fish was a little burnt and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Forget it..." He sighed inwardly, and he calmly stretched out his hand, and a spatula condensed with white light immediately appeared in his hand.

After shoveling a few times, he turned the fish over.

Well, let alone, it's quite useful.

The tribesmen looked at the light shovel in surprise. Some of them carefully recorded the styles secretly, just waiting for them to make one that was exactly the same later.

Sizzling

Since the black fish was not added, the skin was a little sticky, but as time passed, the oil belonging to the fish itself oozed out, and with the burnt scent, a more attractive smell spread out.

The fragrance drifted across the open space, making everyone's eyes full of desire when they looked at the grilled fish, and their saliva was almost flooding.

"The water you want, priest."

Fang grinned and handed him the pot full of water. As he said that, he moved his throat up and down, and couldn't help asking, "Prince, can fish give me some food?"

"No." Su Yun refused indifferently.

Looking at Fang's extremely disappointed expression, he couldn't help but feel speechless and explained, "The fish has not been cooked yet."

"Cook?" Qing, who was nearby, couldn't help but repeat it in confusion when she heard the word.

Su Yun glanced at Qing in a little surprised, and looked at the confusion expressions of everyone, and he said, "That's right, it's just cooking!"

As he said that, he didn't explain much, but just poured the clay pot in his hand towards the small clay pot.

Under the sunlight, clear water with golden light poured down.

I

With a gushing sound, a large amount of water vapor came out.

This scene made others stunned.

"Prince is this?!"

"I actually added water!"

After the crowd reacted, they exclaimed, they didn't understand this scene very much.

It was a good pot of fish, but when they saw the priest pouring water, most of them showed signs of loss.

They think this pot of fish is not that delicious...

Qing in the crowd also frowned deeply at this time. He originally believed in his inner thoughts, but he felt that the priest's strange behavior was probably God's order. Now that he saw such behavior, he was a little uncertain.

Su Yun ignored the disappointed and suspicious people, and just calmly shoveled the fish.

As soon as the water is injected into the small pot, it immediately turns milky white, as if milk is added. It has an attractive smell and is also very good-looking.

The fish soup was still heating, and Su Yun thought about it and felt that it might not taste any.

He stood up and prepared to trade yesterday to the merchant, and he still had some snowflake salt left.

He stopped the tribe members who wanted to follow him, and left here alone.

Now, the expressions on everyone's faces became even more confused.

When he came back, Su Yun was holding a small packaged salt bag in his hand, and there was still half a finger-high snowflake salt left at the bottom of the bag.

The tribe members looked at the small bag in surprise. After a sharp-eyed man caught a glimpse of the white thing inside, he immediately exclaimed, "This is salt!"

"What? What is the gift of the gods?"

The thing given by the god of salt has been spread throughout the tribe, but this is the first time some people have seen it, and their eyes are full of surprise.
Chapter completed!