After about twenty minutes, almost all the water in the pot has evaporated.

It turned into a sticky mess inside.

The chief was mysterious and took out a black cloth bag.

He came to the pot and opened it carefully.

Everyone also looked at it seriously and stared intently.

Finally, I discovered that what was wrapped inside was actually a steamed bun.

This left everyone speechless.

A broken steamed bun is still mysterious.

"Every time we come here, we bring them some outside stuff."

Zhou Li said:

"This steamed bun should be the one I brought here last time."

Such rhetoric gave everyone a new understanding of tribal culture.

All eyes fell on the chief.

I saw him holding the steamed bun and chanting attentively by the pot for a long time.

Then he broke it into pieces and put them into the pot.

The women of the tribe were responsible for stirring the food and mixing it with the red thick food.

Then, the chief of the tribe took out a long wooden stick, made some, and ate it by himself.

"The chief has a high status in the tribe. When the food is ready, he eats it first."

Everyone nodded and understood the truth.

Soon, the chief finished eating and others gathered around him.

Eating food from the pot, even with your hands.

"We can also eat it, everyone can try it and experience it."

"Huh……"

There were expressions of disgust on everyone's faces.

Only Li Fangting stood up.

I saw her taking out her key and lightly touching it.

"Bah, bah, bah, it tastes terrible."

Everyone laughed and guessed this possibility.

When the tribe eats.

Others also took out their own things.

Then set up tents around and prepare to spend the night here tonight.
Chapter completed!