Compared with other tribes, the Yanbu has taken a big step towards civilization.

Mining salt mines is equivalent to other labor done by the people of the Xingyue Tribe. People exchange all kinds of labor for food, or exchange food for other living materials in the market, forming a primary "trade".

There is a preliminary division of labor in society, and values ​​are diversified. Those with strength use strength to eat, and those with skills use technology to eat. It is no longer purely physical strength to measure strength.

Therefore, the strength of Treasure Land and Treasure Tree does not only refer to combat power.

But obviously, the young people in front of them didn't understand this truth, they just thought they were provocative.

Rong Yue has no obligation to point out the maze for the Yanbu, and does not defend anything, but only says whether it will work or not.

So Tian Yang took a step forward and entered the enclosed competition arena.

The treasure tree was more flamboyant than the treasure land, and when he saw it, he held his spear and stabbed towards the sun. With worry in Baodi's eyes, he retreated to the corner. Missing Tianyang didn't even draw a knife, he grabbed Baoshu's wrist from a tricky angle, pinched and twisted, Baoshu yelled and his hand loosened.

The spear fell, was picked up by Tian Yang, danced with a spear, and stabbed the ground.

Treasure Tree Treasure Land: "..."

Is this that simple! ?

Baoshu couldn't accept this fact for a while, and stood blankly, only to see Tianyang dodging, and the little braid on the back of his neck drew an arc as the center of gravity changed, and instantly came behind Baoshu.

He clasped Baoshu's shoulder with one hand and raised his leg to lightly hit his knee. Baoshu was about to kneel when his leg softened, but Tianyang lifted him by his shoulder and threw him out, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Baoshu!" "Brother Baoshu!"

The crowd of Baoshu was worried and shouted outside the field, and the people on the other side of Baodi were also very solemn, for fear that the killing god would soon hit another.

Tian Yang didn't mean this at first, and when he saw that the treasure land was facing a formidable enemy, he asked, "Are you going to try it too?"

Baoshu rubbed his hot shoulders and stood up, roaring behind Tianyang: "You must have used some tricks! You wicked wicked person!"

"Baoshu!" The treasure land opposite stopped him, and then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, this warrior, you won. I'm not as good as you."

Rong Yue watched with great interest, thinking that the wild people are really simple.

He watched the fun and asked, "Aren't you the most powerful and the first warrior?"

Bao nodded: "Yes, so this brother, you are now the first warrior of our salt department."

Rong Yue: "...???"

Wait, Rong Yue couldn't smile anymore: "No, no, no, Tianyang is not from the Yanbu, nor is he your warrior."

Baodi insisted: "He came in to compete, and he wanted to compete for the title. Since he won, he is the first warrior of the Salt Department."

"..." Rong Yue closed her mouth and said after a while, "Ask him if he wants to."

Tian Yang was surrounded by a group of eyes, and a slight smile flashed across his mouth: "What if I want to?"

Baodi said: "You will get a big room, countless scallops and jerky, and even marry my sister."

It seems that this condition is very good, Baodi proudly said: "My sister is very beautiful and worthy of you."

Rong Yue grabbed the rope in the paddock and watched them talk back and forth, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Why didn't Tianyang refuse immediately? Even if you don't agree, do you listen so much? Bao Xing eats kebabs in their tribe without any image, is it still very beautiful?

Perhaps it was his eyes that finally passed the condemnation successfully, and Tian Yang opened his mouth and rejected Baodi: "No."

After all, he walked towards Rong Yue.

Rong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said again in spirit: "Don't you look like this? Would you like my family Tianyang to be your master?"

Baoshu was still dissatisfied, but seeing that Baodi and Rongyue were chatting, they were so angry that they took a bunch of people away. It's a treasure land, obviously very interested in the master.

"I've only heard that carpenters and masons teach disciples, so can you also teach fighting?"

Rong Yue: "Yes, but we also have conditions."

"What conditions?" Baodi asked.

Rong Yue looked into the distance: "You may have to leave the Yanbu temporarily and come with us. Where is the master going?"

Baodi was silent for a moment, recalling Tianyang's neat skills just now, and finally said solemnly: "Okay!"

...

This is great.

On the way back, Rong Yue felt a little sluggish.

After walking for a while, he suddenly remembered and asked Tianyang, "Are you willing to teach your disciples? If you don't, I will find an excuse to push him."

Tian Yang shook his head: "Experienced people teach inexperienced people to hunt. This is a habit and a necessity. If the soldiers of the Salt Department continue to be weak, they will eventually be robbed and destroyed."

The current Yanbu, because the place is remote and there are no large tribes around, can live in peace.

It is like a piece of fragrant pork belly. If the warriors are not as good as the next generation, there will be fewer chances to hunt, and they will be weaker. Sooner or later, they will be annexed by other tribes.

Tian Yang was unwilling to hide his secrets out of habit, and Rong Yue felt very happy.

Look how high his consciousness is, he deserves to be the one he chose!

After returning, Rong Yue added firewood to the old wooden house, opened the recipe, turned to the page of French fries, read it carefully, and explained the steps to Tian Yang.

Let Xiaomu quickly go to the market to change a can of oil. Everyone washes the potatoes, cuts them, boils the potato strips in light salt water until half-boiled, and finally fry them in a pan.

The heat burst out, like an aroma bomb!

He has always felt sorry for those old woods with oil, and his eyes widened at this moment. He felt that he was probably dead, otherwise, how could he have reached the Paradise of Elysium! ?

It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant that it can penetrate into people's hearts!

Remove the fries from the pan, remove and drain the oil, sprinkle with a little salt.

A small dish of ketchup that was not eaten yesterday was placed on the table, and everyone sat around, holding the golden and crispy French fries above their heads like a sacred ceremony.