I became an internet celebrity by running a grocery store

The people of the tribe lined up under the altar, waiting to receive a cup of holy water for their children.Obtained from the gods, the color is bright red like blood, but the taste is as sweet as the sweetest fruit in the world.

A huge pottery tripod was placed on the fire, and the cooking women kept stirring with the big shovel in their hands.

With the high temperature, the sweet smell turned into mist-like white smoke and slowly rose into the sky, which also sent this sweet smell farther, so that everyone present could smell it.

Some children can't wait, stand on tiptoe and keep looking forward.I just hope that the water will be boiled faster, and then delivered to his mouth as soon as possible.

"Okay." The patriarch gave an order, and the women at the side stopped moving and stepped aside.

The people of the ethnic group clenched the clay bowls in their hands, and the team moved forward a little bit. Everyone's face was full of longing.

They saw that the patriarch walked up to the pottery tripod, scooped up a little with a small spoon and put it into his own pottery bowl, and poured it down without hesitation.

That sip of holy water, the color of the prettiest, brightest mushrooms after the rain, tastes as mesmerizing as it looks.The patriarch felt that he had never drank such delicious water, and there was something like the wild fruit he picked in it.But softer than that, sweeter and more delicious than that.There is no sour tooth, and no astringent taste that is difficult to swallow.

The combination of sweet and sour is just right, it is simply a masterpiece of heaven.

But after drinking a little, he put down the pottery bowl. Such a delicious thing is a gift from the gods, and should be distributed to the children of the tribe. They are the hope and future of the tribe.

The patriarch waved his hand, and everyone came up in an orderly manner, and the last person left with a small bowl of holy water.Everyone walked cautiously, thinking that it would be a sin to spill anything.

They focused their eyes on their feet, and felt that the road from the sacrificial altar to their hut had never been so far away.

Finally arrived in the warm house, the child was already impatient.Regardless of the scalding temperature, he picked it up and poured it into his mouth, sticking out his tongue like an anxious puppy under the scorching sun.

"Shan, drink slowly, no one will grab you." Mother Huang Hua scolded him.

Shan stuck out his tongue, obediently obeyed his mother's words and began to swallow.

Huang Hua took out a slightly larger clay bowl, took some clean snow from the dead tree behind the house, brought it into the hut and put it on the small brazier.It was a rough and low pottery bowl, which was often placed on a blazing flame, and its outer body had become pitch black like a starless night.

She then magically pulled out a piece of pink flesh, about the size of a palm, from a crude small jar behind her.

The husband was surprised when he saw it, "Where did you come from?"

That meat was the piece that the patriarch cooked for them after the last sacrifice. He had never eaten such a delicious thing.

While he was recalling the taste at that time, his wife had already put the meat into the clay pot.The snow water had all melted, bubbling under the heat of the flames.The meat slices were placed inside, and the smell of meat soon filled the small room.

Shan instantly felt that the holy water in his hand was no longer fragrant, and stared eagerly at the pieces of meat rolling in the clay bowl.

"Didn't everyone pick up things randomly when they sacrificed things last time? I stood a bit off the side. I didn't pick up anything, but I picked up a can of meat."

The husband rushed over excitedly and hugged her, wanting to say that he didn't find meat when he picked up anything.

The three of them sat around the small fire, quietly waiting for the broth to be finished.

"Okay," said the wife, and her voice was like a voice from heaven, and it had never been so beautiful.

She took out three small earthenware bowls, each scooped up a bowl full of soup, and then sandwiched the meat slices into three pieces and put them into the bowl.

"We can eat," she said excitedly.

The three of them looked at the meat in the bowl and at each other, their faces were filled with happiness.Just as he was about to have a good taste, the door was pushed open with force from the outside with a 'snap', and a strong man covered in wind and frost came in.

"Mom." He yelled, and then took off the fur hat from his head.

"The sun." Huang Hua put down the bowl, rushed over in three steps, and hugged her tightly.

The sun is her eldest son and her pride.Because he is strong in stature and as strong as a bull, he is a good hunter in the tribe.Under the order of the patriarch half a month ago, he led four other strong warriors of the tribe to brave the severe cold to find food for the tribe, and they only returned today.

"Sun, do it quickly, it's warm and warm."

Huang Hua took off his coat covered with snow and thin ice for him, and pushed him to the stove.

Sun sat there, looking at the familiar family members with tears in his eyes, "Dad, brother, I'm back."

"Brother." Shan threw himself on top of him.

Sun scratched his somewhat long hair, and continued: "I killed a big wild boar, a deer, and a few rabbits, enough for our tribe to eat for a while." Speaking of this, his face was full of pride.

Huang Hua and the others also looked happy, their minds were full of thoughts.

Great, so they have something to sacrifice to the gods in exchange for delicious food.

Sun glanced at the ground and saw three small pottery bowls, filled with water and a small piece of something unknown, his eyes became wet again.

"Mom, what are you eating? Is the tribe's food so scarce? I should have come back earlier, hey." He wiped away his tears and beat himself angrily.

"Not lacking, not lacking." Seeing her son crying, Huang Hua eagerly explained.

This is broth. The meat in it is much more delicious than the pork and venison despite its small size.

In the eyes of the sun, it didn't mean that, "Mom, don't lie to me, you have eaten all of this, and you still say you don't have any shortage." He stood up suddenly, "I'll tell the patriarch now, take the wild boar Just kill one, and mend it for everyone in the tribe."

Huang Hua grabbed him, "What are you doing, that wild boar can't be killed, it has to be sacrificed to the gods."

"Gods?" Sun asked in surprise, "What gods? Mom, you still believe in this."

The sun firmly believes that he survives by obtaining food through bravery, perseverance, and diligence, instead of relying on the so-called gods.It is better to take food to sacrifice to them than to eat it yourself, so that you will have the strength to hunt.

"Brother, you eat, this is given by the gods."

Shan ran to his elder brother with the broth and raised his arms to hold it to him. The sun wanted to push it away, but the aroma of the broth had sneaked into his nostrils, making his outstretched hand stuck in mid-air.

"You said this is the soup given to you by the gods." Sun looked at his younger brother and said.

Shan nodded, "Yes, the meat inside is more delicious than pork and venison." Speaking of this, Shan licked his lips, feeling a little greedy, but still firmly held up a bowl for his brother to drink.Because my elder brother is a warrior, he is the person he respects the most besides his parents.In the future, he will also go hunting and protect the tribe like his brother.

The sun let out a laugh. In his eyes, there is no delicacy that can surpass wild boar.Especially the ones that were hunted by myself are even more delicious.

But this broth was so, so fragrant, that the firm belief in Sun's heart began to shake.

His eyes slowly turned to the pottery bowl, and the fragrance rushed towards his face unscrupulously, making his saliva start to secrete unconsciously.

"Drink it soon, it will be cold in a while." Huang Hua urged.

He swallowed.

Well, since his mother has spoken, then he will try to eat it as hard as he can.Just take one sip, absolutely only one sip by myself, maybe one sip can make this bowl of broth expose its flaws.It's just that it smells full of fragrance, but it's actually not worth mentioning.

He lifted the clay bowl confidently and took a sip.

The hot soup passed through the mouth and rolled down the throat into the body, and the place where it passed instantly became very warm.The smell of meat is natural, without the rough and fishy smell of wild boar.He couldn't help but pour the whole bowl of soup into his stomach, and he also chewed the sliced ​​meat in his mouth, reluctant to swallow it.

"This is too delicious."

He involuntarily gave out admiration.

As soon as the words fell, he froze.

Is this what he said? Sun couldn't believe it.But the taste of the broth made it hard for him to say anything against his will.

His face was a little embarrassing, "This, this meat is really bestowed by the gods."

Huang Hua nodded her head twice affirmatively, and described the situation that day to him in detail.Food fell all over the sky, thinking about it now is like a dream.

-

Zhang Xiaobei came out of the old gold and silver recycling shop on the corner of the street, waved his hand, and slid a taxi over.

"Go to the bus station." He said to the driver.

Looking at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window, Zhang Xiaobei felt very comfortable.

Although there were impurities in those five gold stones, they were of high purity, and they were exchanged for a lot of money, which was enough for him to support the consumption of the software for a period of time.It's not in vain for him to travel all the way to the county to 'sell the stolen goods', the journey alone wasted his whole morning, thinking about him lazily yawned.

The red light ahead came on and the car came to a slow stop.

"Young man, let's go out and play."

"go home."

"Going home?" The driver turned around and looked him up and down, "Looks like a townsman."

Zhang Xiaobei smiled and didn't speak, but he didn't extinguish the driver's enthusiasm at all, he was still talking non-stop with his mouth opening and closing.

At this time, a stylishly dressed girl stood by the side of the road and waved to the car, and the driver drove the car directly to stop in front of her.It was just like remembering that there was someone sitting in the back of the car, so I turned around and asked him with a smile.

"Do you mind carpooling?"

The girl had already opened the car door at this time, and she froze in place when she heard this, and the hand holding the door was a little at a loss.

Seeing her somewhat embarrassed expression, what else could Zhang Xiaobei say, he just smiled dryly, "I don't mind."

After hearing this, the girl gave him a grateful smile and got into the car, sitting in front of him.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the station." The girl's sweet voice sounded.

"Hey, what a coincidence, both of them belong to the station." After speaking, the driver's eyes circled between the two of them jokingly.

The girl looked at Zhang Xiaobei and whispered, "You also go to the station."

Zhang Xiaobei nodded and smiled politely at her, then took out his mobile phone and began to fiddle with it, without any intention of continuing the conversation.Originally thought that the girl would turn her head away with interest, but unexpectedly, she began to look at him carefully, and Zhang Xiaobei felt a little uncomfortable with her gaze.