The Village Doctress Chapter 1035: Don’t break your promise

After the round-faced girl finished speaking, another girl added, "Everyone in our ethnic group has a little fire cloud silk swaddle when they are just born, in order to prevent our newborn babies from freezing to death."

Sanbao felt more and more that the clothes made of huoyun silk were extremely precious, and he was reluctant to wear them.

"Miss Sanbao, you don't know, just because our tribe has two fetishes of fire silkworm and colorful cotton, I don't know how many people are jealous. Although they don't know why so many babies survive in our tribe, they also know our tribe There must be treasures in the family, and they come to attack us every year..." The round-faced girl was aroused to speak, and said bitterly.

Sambo was taken aback.

I immediately felt that this was inevitable.

However, where did the ancestors of these tribes on the snowy plateau come from?

When she was tied up, she searched her mind countless times carefully, but she didn't find even a single impression about this mysterious tribe and the man-eating Hefeng tribe.

She is a female general who leads troops to fight. Naturally, she is familiar with the map of Beirong, as if she is right and left hand.

Where there are tribes living, they are all marked on the map, and she is familiar with them as well as her left and right hands.

Now, what is this?

"Those who can come to attack your tribe... must be extremely powerful people." Sanbao muttered to himself.

The hearing of these two girls is so good that they heard Sanbao talking to himself immediately.

"They are naturally powerful. People of our ethnic group are killed by them every year. It's just that our ancestors have a large population. Our clan, regardless of men, women, or children, are brave and good at fighting. They killed more people!" The round-faced girl resented With utter pride.

Sambo's heart skipped a beat.

If this is the case, those tribes with more dead people will not take this tribe as a thorn in their side.

It's just that the girl said that their tribe has a large population, and she didn't feel much these days when she came here.

She saw a lot of women, and men besides children were old people, and there were not many young and middle-aged people.

After a little calculation, there are probably more than one hundred people.

"There don't seem to be many people in your tribe." Sanbao blurted out.

The round-faced girl immediately said: "Our leader is smart, how many divisions does he divide our people into..."

"Ahem...the water is cold, sister Sanbao, get up quickly, Rong'er and I will dry you off, don't freeze." Another girl immediately interrupted the round-faced girl with a light cough.

The round-faced girl smiled at Sanbao, "See, I was so busy talking to you that I forgot the water was cold."

Sanbao had guessed in his heart what the round-faced girl hadn't finished speaking.

It must be the young leader who divided the tribe into several places.

The three caves of the cunning rabbit.

Sure enough, he is a very smart person.

Her mother also said that some seniors said that eggs cannot be put in the same basket, otherwise the basket will all be broken when it falls to the ground.

The young leader of this mysterious tribe must understand this truth very well.

So dividing his ethnic group into several settlements can also preserve the chances of survival of the tribe.

It also makes it difficult for rival tribes to tell where they live.

Played the role of mutual cover.

Sanbao's eyes were scorching, and he respected this young leader even more.

People who come down from the battlefield admire the real strong, which is in line with the belief of this mysterious tribe that the strong are respected.

After taking a bath, Sanbao put on the clothes made of huoyun silk, and he really didn't feel a trace of cold.

It is much warmer than soaking in hot water just now.

It's amazing.

"I'm ashamed that your leader gave me such precious clothes and sent two sets at once." Sanbao said sincerely.

"Oh, sister Sanbao, you are the envoy who sent Tianma to our clan. We don't know what to entertain you. This fiery cloud silk clothes can protect you from the cold, so it is natural to wear it for you. Already."

"Yeah, we can't let you freeze to death, wouldn't that offend the gods?"

The two girls said one after the other.

There is sincerity in the eyes, without a trace of falsehood.

Sambo smiled slightly.

Although the ancestors of this tribe were powerful and frightened her, she also liked their purity and kindness very much, and she became close to them without knowing it.

This feeling is really amazing.

Although she has a carefree temper, only her closest relatives know, but her heart is actually very cold.

Among the four siblings, people say that her younger brother, Xiaosi, is indifferent and unreasonable, but in fact, she is the one who is really indifferent...

Perhaps the people living in the mysterious tribe on the snowy plateau are actually pure-minded people.

They are simple and unscheming.

Even if it's a tribal battle, it's all about fighting with swords and guns.

To be honest, she thinks that the young tribal leader has a scheming heart...

"What's your leader's name?" Sambo asked again.

"Our leader, his name is Xing Jun." The round-faced girl replied with a smile.

"Xing Jun." Sanbao called out again and then laughed.

"Everything in your tribe is good, but the food is really not good." Sanbao became disgusted.

It's called not burning meat.

It's not like cooking without rice.

If that's the case, she won't complain.

The other girl saw that Sanbao disliked their food, and the round-faced girl didn't feel annoyed, she covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Sister Sanbao is right, no one in our tribe can make delicious food. It's also strange."

The strange thing in her mouth is that other people from her tribe also used to steal the cooking skills of the enemy tribe, and the cooking skills are still very good.

However, those who steal the teacher and come back can't cook other people's delicacies no matter what they do.

Sambo frowned.

She thought to herself, those enemy tribes may not necessarily cook food, but they are called food in the mouths of the ancestors of this tribe, which shows how poor their cooking skills are.

Sanbao even thought, this tribe has the largest population, it's really hard for them to have such a strong spleen and stomach.

To be honest, she felt that after eating the food from their tribe, except for Dantian Nuannuan, her spleen and stomach were hurt a little.

"Since God let me come to your tribe, let me teach you how to cook." Sanbao couldn't bear it anymore, her mother was a good cook, and her father was also a good cook.

Even the eldest brother of the Ninth Five-Year Master has learned a little from his parents, so she is naturally good at cooking.

In fact, more importantly, she wanted to buy off the young leader with nothing. At this time, there was nothing else she could do to buy off this powerful and terrifying leader.

Hearing what Sanbao said, the two girls became happy.

Sam Treasure was happy to see them, but felt strange, she was a princess of a country after all, and the people of these isolated and mysterious tribes believed that she, a princess, could teach them how to cook?

When Sanbao raised his eyebrows in doubt, a deep male voice came, "In our tribe, people with high status know a lot and can do many things. Since you said you want to teach our tribe to cook food, you can't break your promise."