Tribal Chef

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    After leading the three to the spare room, Qin made a random excuse to leave. She couldn't wait to visit the chief.

"I didn't do anything when you weren't here." Han took the lead with a sincere look in his eyes.

Hua was choked. All kinds of troubles to find a piano, actually have the face to claim "nothing to do", the thickness of someone's face is simply amazing!

But under Han's threatening gaze, she had to bite the bullet and agree, "Yes, it was Qin who offered to do something for us, which is too polite. We couldn't refuse, so we just found a few things to let her express her mind. In fact, we are not hungry at all, she has to stuff us with food, and she looks down on her if she doesn't eat it."

An Ran laughed secretly, half-truly saying, "It must be that there is too much food in the tribe, and the idle time is moldy, and the two of you are needed. After eating clean, they can have extra space to store new goods. Therefore, Qin will force the two of you to eat more."

"The truth should be like this." Han said solemnly.

Minato shameless. An Ran was powerless to complain.

"What do you mean by what you just said? Is it convenient to mention it now?" Han Fei quickly changed the subject.

An Ran changed the subject, "Something is not quite right. The rumors say that after Yang became the leader, he taught the villagers how to weave and make clothes, so that everyone can live a warm life, so everyone loves him so much? I Doubt, he didn't do this."

"It wasn't him, who would it be?" Han was puzzled.

Hua opened his mouth and closed it again when he wanted to say something. It was because some people had too high a force value, too ferocious personality, and fear. In fact, she wanted to complain very much. The villagers lived with Yang for many years and couldn't find out, but after entering the house and staying with Yang for a while, how could they come to such a scary conclusion?

"I'm not a fellow, and Yang's personality is not feminine either. I can't believe it if I kill him. Yang discovered that cotton and linen can make clothes." An Ran said firmly.

Hua wondered, "What do you mean by fellow villager?"

An Ran pretended not to hear, and continued, "Not to mention, Yang's body was poisoned. The body was eroded by chronic poison every day, but no one in the tribe found something wrong. It's so strange."

"Poisoned?" Han Yi was stunned, "Didn't you say, you're injured?"

"It's poison." An Ran's expression was very determined, "If you're injured, you can get better by eating some special steamed buns. Poison, after being cured, the toxin will continue to erode the body, so Yang can't fully recover."

Han thought for a while, and continued to ask, "If I remember correctly, copper was injured by poison before, was it cured by you?"

"Well, I can cure him, but I don't plan to cure him for the time being. I always feel that there is a problem in it, and I will make a decision after I figure it out." An Ran smiled slyly.

"Although I didn't get rid of the toxins in Yang's body, I specially used the healing skills on Yang to make him look full of vitality, as if he had completely recovered."

"This appearance will not last for a few days, but it is enough for the people behind the scenes to be anxious. The person who is about to die suddenly has hope of recovery, and the other party will definitely not be able to sit still and take certain actions."