I am a primitive

After you ate one, you suffered from the poisonous mouth for a long time. After rinsing your mouth with water for a long time, you still can’t speak very clearly, so you still say that this thing can be used for eating?

It's no wonder that Liang would make such a fuss, it's because Huajiao's impression on him was too deep.

At this moment, Han Cheng said that pepper has other uses, and Liang would not be surprised, except for eating, he would never have thought of it anyway.

You know, after tasting the peppercorns, he immediately listed this delicious little fruit in the ranks of inedible.

In order to prevent the people in the tribe from being poisoned, they even deliberately hid it in a hidden place...

"God...Son of God, can this... be eaten?"

Standing there in a daze for a while, he stared at Han Cheng who was picking up peppers at a rarity and refused to let any of them go, and asked a little stammeringly.

"Well, you can eat it."

Han Cheng recalled the series of food such as spicy big plate chicken, Sichuan style hot pot, and roasted gluten, and couldn't help but suck his mouth.

These things are too much to be missed.

Seeing the way Shenzi swallowed at Huajiao, Liang couldn't help grinning.

Yes, the taste of this small fruit is really 'nostalgic'.

Seeing Liang like this, it was strange that Han Cheng didn't know what Liang was thinking.

He naturally knew that Liang had already tasted his professional habits. Judging from Liang's reaction at this time, Han Chengcheng understood that Liang had already tasted peppercorns.

He didn't want to tease the honest people in the tribe. After thinking about it for a while, he smiled and said with his still numb mouth: "Well, this can indeed be eaten, but it can't be eaten directly. It's like Like salt, you need to put it in food, and after you put it in, it can make the food more delicious."

When Han Cheng said such words, especially when he used salt as a comparison, Liang's eyes lit up quickly.

People in the Qingque tribe have a deep understanding of salt, which is becoming more and more important to the tribe.

When Han Cheng said this, Liang's attitude towards Huajiao changed drastically.

Seeing Han Cheng swallowing at Huajiao, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Son of God, shall we cook food?"

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"Son of God, let's make food and eat!"

Liang's eager and inexplicable voice sounded in his ear with a hint of excitement, making the corner of Han Cheng's mouth twitch uncontrollably.

Isn't this guy changing too fast?

By the way, didn't you just grit your teeth and plan to throw away these peppercorns?

Why do you become so impatient when you hear about eating now?

Liang, what about your integrity like a Shennong?

Han Cheng sniffled, looking at Liang who was inexplicably excited and ready to try, he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Facts have proved that there are not many such precious things as integrity.

Thinking of the taste of spicy and spicy food, Han Cheng immediately didn't bother to complain about Liang Liang's lack of integrity.

Instead, I kept thinking in my heart, what delicious food to make with this extremely rare pepper, to reward the tongue that has been wronged a lot over the years.

A layer of red oil floating on it, looking at the spicy hot pot that makes people particularly appetizing?

Han Cheng swallowed again, and moved this very tempting delicacy out of his mind.

Because the weather is not right at this time, it is not the season to eat hot pot, and there is no chili.

Malatang?Spicy crayfish?Spicy fish nuggets?Spicy loach off? ...

A large piece of delicious food roared towards Han Cheng, making him overwhelmed and salivating.

Sometimes it can be frustrating to have too many choices.

It took a long time for Han Cheng to calm down under the repeated bombardment of delicious food that he imagined.

Because he suddenly discovered a more serious matter, this matter is, it seems that numbness and spicyness have always been linked together.

A lot of food is only numb but not spicy. After cooking, it will lose a lot of flavor.

What is uncomfortable now is that there is no spicy food in the tribe, and there is no such thing as cornel mustard that can barely replace chili, which discourages Han Cheng who has been excited for a while.

With peppercorns, the taste of the food can indeed be improved a lot compared to before, but without the spiciness, there is always a lot less taste.

Han Cheng didn't really want to make do with it. After all, this was the first time Huajiao appeared in the tribe, so he had to make a big splash, at least he could see it.

Just like the people in the Qingque tribe like to see people from other tribes marveling at the good things in their tribe, as a latecomer, Han Cheng also likes to see people in the tribe expressing admiration for the things he made. Send out heartfelt admiration and admiration.

This kind of spiritual happiness is not much worse than the physical one.

"Wait, wait until I figure out how to use this seasoning, and then cook with this food."

Han Cheng suppressed the impulse in his heart, and said to Liang, who was watching him swallowing, and followed him.

This surprised Liang a little.

I've been slobbering with you for so long, and in the end you actually gave me this?

It's all about complaining, but Liang has no objection to this. After all, the son of God is the boss in the tribe, and everything is decided by the son of God.

Han Cheng left with the bag of peppercorns in his arms, instead of putting it in the kitchen, he took it to his room.

Otherwise, if it was placed in the kitchen and thrown away by people who don't know how deep it is, then Han Cheng wouldn't even have time to cry.

After returning to the house and putting the peppercorns away, Han Cheng sat on the edge of the kang, holding his face in his hands, and kept thinking about how to make a food that only uses peppercorns and not spicy food.

It is not easy to find such a food, because Ma and spicy are almost bound together, and Ma is still in that auxiliary position.

It’s okay to have spicy or non-numbing, or non-spicy, but it tastes a lot worse...

However, Han Cheng's melancholy did not last long.

When he walked out of the gate of the tribal courtyard and went with Wu to inspect the increasingly yellowing millet and soybeans that had begun to shed their leaves, a very famous food appeared in his mind without warning—— Mapo tofu!

As soon as the mapo tofu appeared in his mind, Han Cheng couldn't help but get excited.

Because in his opinion, this is one of the very few foods that are not tied to spicy food and are very famous for relying solely on hemp.

Moreover, there is no shortage of materials for making Mapo tofu in the tribe. In a few days, seeing that these tens of acres of beans are harvested, it is enough to make Mapo tofu that everyone in the tribe can taste!