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And the status of the red tiger tribe's witches in the Pegasus tribe has also risen accordingly.

The last trace of doubt in the chief of the Pegasus tribe's heart towards the witch of the Red Tiger tribe disappeared from this time.

After all, the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe did all these things, so he really had no reason to have doubts about the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe under such circumstances.

Because such a thing is really not something that a person who has all kinds of emotions about his tribe can do.

The witches of the Red Tiger Tribe are seriously making the armor here, making the armor extremely thick and strong.

If someone on the side didn't make it thick enough, she would open her mouth to correct it and ask it to be reinforced again.

You have to be careful about Yijia, and you must not be sloppy.

After all, this thing is used to save lives, and if it is sloppy, it is very likely that it will kill people in the tribe.

The witches of the Red Tiger Tribe are really reluctant to let the chief of the Pegasus Tribe and others die, at least for now, before the Qingque Tribe is wiped out.

It's really hard to find such a full-time thug who also gathers wealth and acts as a villain!

If the chief of the Pegasus tribe died, who would do these things?

How should I hide behind and be a good person to appease people's hearts?

Thinking in this way in my heart, the armor that the red tiger tribe witch general is making in her hand has been made stronger and more durable...

Here in the main tribe of Qingque, a place is burning with fire, the temperature is very high, and at the same time there is a sound of clanging.

Along with this sound, there were some iron blocks with irregular shapes.

This is the people from the main tribe, who are using the iron sand attracted by the magnet to make iron.

Using a magnet to absorb iron sand, and then forging it, the speed of such an operation is naturally not very fast, and it is not as fast as smelting with iron ore.

However, everything is afraid of a persistent, little accumulation.

After a long period of time, up to now, the main tribe has obtained iron one after another through this method, and it does not weigh more than 150 catties.

If you add the things that are being made today, it will cost no less than two hundred catties.

Two hundred catties of cotton is a big pile there.

Two hundred catties of iron are placed there but not very conspicuous.

However, even if it doesn't look like much, with the appearance of these irons and the addition of some iron tools made of these irons in the tribe, the main tribe has improved a lot.

Even Han Cheng, who thought it was not cost-effective to do so before, had to admit that his previous thinking was not right when he saw such a result.

Things in this world, sometimes, do a little if you can, and make it as good as possible if you can make it better.

Looking at the overall situation, this little bit of improvement does not seem to make any difference, but after all, it is a little bit better, and there is still some improvement.

And this is just one thing, there are many other things besides this one thing.

Adding up so many little bits, it is no longer a little bit.

For example, in tribes, iron magnets are now used to absorb iron sand, and then use iron sand to make iron stones.

Standing here, Dashenzi Han swallowed his saliva at these freshly baked pieces of iron, and at the same time sighed wildly in his heart full of emotions.

You are not mistaken, the dignified God Son Han of the dignified Qingque tribe is indeed looking at these freshly baked iron blocks, and he is constantly swallowing his saliva here.

Of course, this is not because I have been with those cute pandas in the tribe for a long time, but they have the domineering title of iron-eating beasts, so I have their ability and want to attack these iron blocks. Take a few bites.

Use this to verify your good appetite and good teeth.

The reason why Han Cheng covets these freshly baked irons is because he suddenly remembered an object made of iron!

This object is an iron pot!

When the iron pot appeared in my mind, I immediately had a long list of things swarming into my head-stir-fried tripe, garlic fried pork liver, hot and sour cabbage, palace fried chicken, green pepper fried egg , Stir-fried Pork with Mushrooms...

Following the appearance of the iron pot, these things frantically surged into Han Cheng's mind, lingering and lingering!

Han Cheng, who hadn't had a serious bite of stir-fried vegetables for more than ten years, couldn't help swallowing.

The whole person is hungry!

Iron pot is a thing with cross-age significance.

After all, with the iron pot, people's diet can be separated from simple cooking and become more diverse.

Although the steamed food is delicious, when it comes to cooking, on the whole, the steamed food is always far inferior to the fried food.

Especially for a person who often ate stir-fried vegetables and tasted the taste of stir-fried vegetables before, and then because of the situation, he has been eating steamed food for 15 years, this is really an unbearable suffering!

In the past, it was fine if the conditions in the tribe did not allow it. I could only swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva and bury these things deeply in my heart, but I didn't think it was particularly unbearable.

But now, after suddenly remembering that in terms of the current conditions of his tribe, it is basically not a big problem to get the iron pot out, Han Cheng's heart is no longer hard to contain!

The idea of ​​getting out the iron pan and frying some vegetables to eat grew wildly in his mind like weeds!

The stir-fried dishes that I once ate appeared in my mind in turn, and now they became very clear, and the taste was magnified countless times.

Han Cheng really wanted to rush over and let these people put down the iron block they just got out, and keep it for him!

Let him use these iron blocks to make an iron pot for cooking!

Han Cheng opened his mouth a few times, and moved his steps a few times, but in the end he held back and didn't say it out, and didn't take his steps forward.

This is not because he doesn't want an iron pot or delicious stir-fried vegetables, but because these iron nuggets that have just been refined have been clearly arranged before they are refined. !

Some want to use it to make a plowshare, so that they can make a plow for farming.

Someone wanted to build a pickaxe for digging the ground.

He has great strength, and the bronze head is always easy to break...

The needs of everyone are too great, and in order to have these iron utensils, those who want iron utensils have been working overtime non-stop recently, and they are so busy that they can't stop.

Now after such a long period of busy work, such a little iron has finally been produced. Everyone has been looking forward to it for so long. When I come out at this time and say that I want to make an iron pot, it will use up a lot of iron. Few people's dreams will be shattered.

And in these irons, I didn't put much effort into it, and, at the beginning, I even held a somewhat opposed attitude.

Under such circumstances, God Son Han still couldn't let go of his face after all, and felt a little ashamed in his heart.

So after an extremely intense ideological struggle, Dashenzi Han shook his head vigorously, and threw all kinds of delicious stir-fried vegetables flying in his mind out of his mind, barely controlling himself, Walk towards the inside of the tribe...

"I'm going to Jinguan City."