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    ? Chapter 62: The Bronze Cauldron

    Peach Blossom Island is Yunchuan's home.

    This family affair was created by Yunchuan himself.

    Falling asleep on the waves of the big river at night has become Yunchuan's greatest spiritual comfort.

    So, at noon the next day, when Yun Chuan woke up from his dream, he was in a very good mood.

    The main reason is that the clansmen are very powerful.

    Just as she opened her eyes, a servant woman came in with a pottery pot filled with warm water. She buried her face in the warm water and blew a few bubbles. The bubbles gently rubbed against her face and finally slipped away from her eyes.

    The burlap is a bit rough, but it doesn't matter, just wipe it hard a few times, and the dirt that wasn't cleaned in the bath yesterday can be rubbed off.

    Lard, Yun Chuan doesn't wipe his face. Now, no matter how much he spoils his face, to these people, he is still a weak little boy.

    The silk underwear is tightly attached to the body, slippery, and the linen clothes that have been beaten many times and become very soft are put on, which is almost the same as life in later generations No, in later generations, he has never enjoyed it like this  .

    It's just that it's troublesome to brush your teeth. You have to use bamboo charcoal and willow branches with fluffy hairs.

    Stretching, the maid helped to push open the heavy wooden door, and the sun shone on his face all of a sudden.

    Stepping on the thick white sheepskin carpet like snow with bare feet, the maid will put the sheepskin soft shoes at the door, and the feet will be lifted gently in turn, and a pair of warm shoes that have been roasted by the maid will be put on the feet.  superior.

    Give the maid a warm smile, wave her somewhat wide sleeves, and walk out of the room in the sunshine.

    A low table and a thick wool futon have been set up on the platform, and his favorite millet porridge has been brought along with a small clay pot and a small red clay stove.

    Two hard-boiled eggs are placed in a large shell, which looks like two white pearls.

    The wheat produced on Peach Blossom Island is only suitable for soaking and smashing with a hammer, then add some boiled millet soup, knead them together forcibly, add a little salt, and then put them in the oven to bake, each one is browned  Crispy, palm-sized oval graham crackers do the trick.

    On the dinner table, bamboo worms are indispensable, and preserved fruits made of peaches are also indispensable.

    In short, apart from meat, Yunchuan's breakfast has many types.

    Yun Chuan asked Abu after taking a sip of millet porridge.

    "Have the people of the tribe eaten?"

    Abu bowed and said, "I've already eaten."

    "What did you eat?"

    "Dried fish millet soup, pickled sour bamboo shoots, wheat rice."

    "Is it filling?"

    "They are full, and they have already started working."

    Yun Chuan smiled, and said to Abu: "Tell all the clansmen that after we harvest more food next year, they can eat three meals a day like me."

    Abu bowed again and said, "Thank you patriarch."

    After Yun Chuan ate an egg, he put down his chopsticks and was silent for a moment, then said to Abu: "Kill those people!"

    Abu didn't ask who the patriarch was going to kill, and naturally focused on those who worshiped the sun even at noon.

    Yunchuan had a very pleasant lunch. There were grains, protein, bamboo worms, and preserved fruits to meet all the needs of the body.

    If you want to live a long life, you must not be sloppy about what you eat. These things are not the best among the Yunchuan tribe. Many tribesmen are somewhat dissatisfied with the fact that the patriarch does not like to eat meat like them.

    In the previous ethnic groups, their original patriarchs preferred to eat meat, and grass seeds were their staple food.

    Now it's reversed, they eat meat all day long, and the patriarch eats grass seeds every day.

    Yun Chuan thinks that barbecue or stewed meat should not be eaten every day, as it is not very good for the body after eating.

    Of course, if people here think that living to the age of 20 or 30 is the end of life, then of course there is no problem with eating like this.

    And Yun Chuan is a person who wants to live to be eighty years old.

    The goals are different, and the methods are naturally different.

    The little wolf stood on the platform and yawned with his mouth wide open. He just got up and came to Yunchuan's dining table to sniff, and then ran away. He likes to eat meat.

    The broken-eared elephant dragged a thick tree over the suspension bridge, and Kuafu, naked to the waist, raised his ax and began to decompose the tree.  Let it dry where it can be irradiated.

    &?? Nothing to watch.

    Two dirty and black people hug each other, as ugly as they are.

    Stroll through the "People's Market" and walk a dozen steps forward. This is the place where the "People's Market" exchanges goods.

    This time, there are not many goods that can be exchanged, and the most types are animal skins. Now, the weather is cold, and it is the time when animal skins are most valuable. Yun Chuan asked several companies, and they all wanted to exchange food.

    It's just that the craftsmanship of the cooked leather is not good, each piece of leather is hard, it seems that after the skin is peeled from the wild animal, it can be finished by drying directly in the shade, a lot of leather is really bare and hairless.

    Yun Chuan stopped in front of the stall of a dirty young man with a dark face.

    There is a bronze tripod in front of the boy!

    This bronze tripod is not a junk that Xuanyuan took when he deceived Yun Chuan, but a very delicate bronze tripod.

    Yun Chuan picked up the bronze tripod that was only the size of a human head, took a look at it, and found that there were checkered patterns all over it, so he was sure that it should be a bronze tripod from before the Xia Dynasty!  !  !  </div&gt
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