Now that the misunderstanding had been cleared, the chief who jumped out was thick-skinned enough to reply with an "oh" before calmly returning to his seat to continue eating.
He didn't think his actions were shameful. Although it seemed reckless, he knew the problem.
How could someone who could become a leader and lead the tribe to survive until now be an idiot who only had a head but not a brain?
The reason why he ate so much chili powder so easily was because he was too engrossed in eating. It was rare to get a free meal, so of course, he ate as much as he could. He didn't think that the three bowls were filled with poison. In his opinion, Yanjiao wouldn't do something like this.
However, he didn't expect the chili powder to be so special that he couldn't control himself and jumped out. It was so spicy that his nose was running and his mouth felt like it was on fire. Even after drinking the soup, the spiciness didn't wash away. He had used too much chili powder just now.
Now that he knew it wasn't poisonous, after the soup, although the spiciness still lingered in his mouth, it wasn't as bad as before. Instead, he felt … reluctant to part with it?
After trying the chili powder, he tried another condiment. This time, he was more careful and didn't put too much on it.
After tasting it, it wasn't spicy at all. However, perhaps the chief was too excited by the chili powder, so he turned to the chili powder again. As he breathed in and out, he couldn't stop sniffing. His flushed face was covered in sweat. After getting used to it, it was quite enjoyable. He was addicted to the food and was so engrossed in it that even if a group of beauties came, they wouldn't attract his attention at all.
Someone tried to persuade him, "Chief, don't eat spicy food, it's bad for your image!"
"No, no, no, don't stop me, I want to put more on it!"
Other than the salt, there were also people who tried other condiments. Some liked it spicy, some didn't.
The meat that was served wasn't fully cooked, so they were free to choose. They could cut off whatever they liked and sprinkle some powder on it before roasting it.
Yanjiao did this not only to show off, but also to promote their food. They also wanted to tell these people that if they were interested in these condiments, they could visit the Flaming River Trading Point more often in the future.
There was no need for Yanjiao to say anything, those who were smart had already begun to think. For example, the people of the Pu tribe who were more sensitive in this aspect, their eyes flashed again and again. After some careful attempts, they began to discuss the direction of their future actions.
It would take some time to continue roasting the uncooked meat, so it wouldn't be finished too quickly. During this time, another dish was served.
This time, it wasn't meat, but a clean cabbage! The emerald green cabbage leaves were tightly wrapped around the cabbage, and one could clearly see the moisture content of the cabbage below.
Each tribe placed a cabbage ball. Although there was only one, those cabbage balls were very big. When they stood up, they were much taller than a person. When they were distributed, everyone could eat half a leaf, let alone the whole leaf.
If you want to eat these cabbages raw, you can just put them in the soup and blanch them if you want to eat them cooked.
"Is this the new crop you discovered?" The chief of the Hui tribe asked the Yanjiao people.
"Not bad." The Yanjiao people were quite proud.
This banquet was used to show off. As a cabbage that was discovered and grown by their own tribe and not found by other tribes, of course, they had to display it at this banquet. Cabbages were also a great wealth of Yanjiao and something to show off about.
The freshness of the cabbage took away the greasy feeling of eating meat. After eating four rounds of meat, this cabbage was really good. Even those who didn't like vegetarians had to admit that this cabbage came at the right time.
Some people envied Yanjiao for having their own unique crops, but for the few tribes in the front seats, this was nothing. Each tribe had more than one unique crop. If other tribes wanted to trade with them, they could only exchange for crops that had already been harvested. Moreover, they couldn't get the seeds or the crops that couldn't be planted again. This was to prevent the uniqueness of the crops from disappearing.
Therefore, they really didn't put Yanjiao's cabbage in their eyes.
Yanjiao could only come up with this little trick? Some people thought in their hearts.
But what happened next surprised the people who had just calmed down.
After the cabbage, what was brought into the banquet hall were fine-mouthed pottery vases that were half the height of a person. One was placed in front of each tribe.
When the animal skin covering the vase was removed and the wooden cork was removed, a sweet and mellow aroma wafted out.
"This is …" Some people were puzzled.
"This is Yanjiao's home-brewed wine." Guigou smiled as he poured the wine from the vase into a shiny golden wine vessel.
This was brought over after Yanjiao's main branch was repackaged. It wasn't the original vessel used to brew wine.
The wine didn't look clear enough, but it was well-balanced. It smelled rich and fragrant, and when it entered the mouth, it felt sweet and mellow. It constantly stimulated the salivary glands in the mouth and the stomach in the body. After drinking a mouthful, it felt like he could continue to eat more meat.
Although this wine wasn't perfect, it was already considered a rare find here. It wasn't comparable to those tribes who had thousands of years of experience in brewing wine. They were skilled and talented, but it was enough to hold up the banquet.
Some of the tribes in the Flaming River region had never tasted wine before. To them, this was a very profound experience. Even if they knew about the existence of wine, it was too expensive. They couldn't bring out enough to trade for it. Now, Yanjiao was serving wine!
Drink!
Gulp!
They had made the right decision to come to Yanjiao's banquet. They thought about those tribes who received news about the Flaming River Banquet but didn't dare to come because they were worried about Yanjiao's ulterior motives. When those people found out, they would definitely regret it. It was such a good opportunity to eat and drink for free. Why didn't they come?
A bunch of idiots! Those who didn't know how to take advantage of others were idiots!
Many people were surprised that Yanjiao could also brew wine. The Pu tribesmen, who had a keen merchant's sense, gathered together to discuss again.
The Pu tribe's leader, Guang Hou, who looked like a horned frog, had an awe-inspiring look in his eyes. Because of his master's good mood, his mouth, which was already big, looked even bigger. He ate a piece of roasted meat, drank a mouthful of wine, and laughed loudly, "Good!"
No one knew if he was praising the food and wine, or he was happy about the business opportunity, or maybe both.
Before these people could continue to think about what they were thinking, a new dish was brought to the table.
This time, it was big pots of porridge.
Actually, many tribes didn't eat porridge because they didn't grow their own crops. They found wild vegetables and fruits in the forest and cooked them in a pot. The Drumming tribe, for example, did this.
The people who grew crops usually ate different porridge than the ones in front of them. Most of the time, they used the same type of grain to cook porridge. Occasionally, they would mix different types of grains together, but they wouldn't use too much. However, the porridge in front of them had many different colours. At a glance, they could tell that there were many different types of food in the pot. Each grain was different in size, shape and colour.
"This is …" Everyone looked towards Yanjiao's table, waiting for an introduction.
"This is …" Guigou looked at Shao Xuan beside him. He suddenly couldn't remember what this thing was called.
"Eight Treasures Porridge," Shao Xuan said.
"Yes, it's called Eight Treasures Porridge! It's made from eight different types of precious grains. Everyone, please try it. You won't be able to taste this outside of the Flaming River Trading Point, "Guigou said loudly.
The chief of the Longboat tribe, Mu Fa, raised his eyebrows. His subordinates had already scooped out a bowl for him. He slowly scooped up a spoonful of porridge with the small spoon in the bowl and put it into his mouth.
The porridge had the fragrance and texture of several different grains. When put together, it didn't feel chaotic. Instead, it had a unique taste that calmed people down. Of the eight grains, some were soft and sticky, some were chewy. After swallowing it twice, he could chew it again.
Just one bite was enough for Mu Fa to deduce many things.
In the past, the major tribes often exchanged gifts with each other. That was why they would also give out some of their unique crops. It could be said that they had tried all the crops that the tribes grew. However, the Flaming Horn tribe's "Eight Treasures Porridge" contained eight excellent crops, but none of them had tried any of them before!
Not one type, not two types, but eight types!!
Where did the Flaming Horns get these eight types of plants?
Tribesmen had always valued grains. Grains were their wealth. The doubts in front of them made them feel conflicted.
Cabbage, wine, and now Eight Treasures Porridge. How deep were the Yanjiao's secrets?
The Yanjiao people smiled in response to the puzzled looks from all sides. They quietly ate their porridge.
The eight types of grains were all grown from seeds brought over from the other side of the sea. Yanjiao people who were good at planting had put in a lot of effort into this. The eight types of grains with the highest yields were also the ones with the strongest adaptability after being brought over. They produced the most, so after keeping some in the tribe, they could use them to add to the glory of the Flaming River Feast. As for the less produced ones, they were more precious and kept for their own people.
The grains chosen by the Ji family were naturally much better than normal grains. Many generations of the Ji family had focused on this. Not to mention the newly discovered grains, even the grains planted in their own fields had been improved for thousands of years. Naturally, the grains obtained were the best of the best. Normally, Yanjiao people would never bring out these things unless it was a special guest.
A feast to show off one's wealth was to show off one's wealth. This term was both positive and negative. Different tribes had different meanings.
Some people overestimated themselves and ended up in debt after bragging. Bragging once caused them to suffer for three years. They even got into a lot of trouble because they failed to show off and ended up in trouble instead.
On the other hand, some people showed off based on their true strength. What they showed off were the real surplus assets that they had that could be divided up.
Yanjiao dared to show off their wealth because they weren't afraid of being targeted. If they didn't even have the guts to show off and were constantly on guard, how could they hold a feast?
That was why the Flaming Horn tribe's attitude was that they had the money to do this, and they had the strength to support this banquet. They weren't afraid of anyone coming to rob them. Even if they lost their territory, they could still fight their way back. Yanjiao didn't have a primitive fire seed, so they weren't worried about being destroyed. Anyone who dared to come would have to be prepared for Yanjiao's revenge.
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