"Yeah, go!"

"I'll sleep for a while. When the fish soup is ready, remember to ask me to have a meal."

Yang Yunfan waved his hand and signaled Dunga to make fish soup.

He hasn't had a good rest for a day and a night and is very tired.

After losing his spiritual energy, he was not only tired but also his spirit was not as good as before. He felt all kinds of discomforts when he started to be an ordinary person again.

At this time, the feeling of slackness after being saved, accompanied by fatigue and sleepiness, slowly climbed up on his eyelids, making his eyelids begin to heavier.

But for a while, he lay on the comfortable haystack and animal skins and began to fall asleep.

...

Although the Dus tribe had less than two thousand people, it occupied a large plateau.

In front of the tribe, there is a cliff, hundreds of meters high, and the front is endless. Looking down below, you can see the tributaries of the Omo River converge from here, slowly becoming larger and flowing into Lake Turkana.

Behind the tribe is a large dense jungle, boundless, and there are many wild animals living. The Dus, who are good at building houses, surround the entire village with rows of wooden stakes, laying the groundwork and surfing the net and leaves to prevent wild beasts from rushing into the tribe from the forest.

Dungar's house is located on a corner of the outermost part of the village.

This position also represents the status of their family and is in the inferior category in the entire tribe.

The best location in the tribe is the center of the tribe, where the home of the great chief and the wizard is. Their home is not only well-placed, but also very large. Even the banana leaves they cover on the eaves are a little larger than other people's houses.

However, there is also an advantage to building a house in a remote corner, that is, it is to be quieter.

"It must be a dream, but in fact, I'm still at home."

Yang Yunfan slept soundly. In a trance, he thought that he was lying on the big bed in a villa in Xiangtan City. As long as he woke up, he could eat the delicious food made by Aunt Liu.

After he finished his meal, there were several operations in the hospital to do.

As for the plane crash, it fell on the African wilderness... it was just a more real dream!

However, no matter how real the dream is, it is a dream. When you wake up, everything will return to normal.

Damn, this is Africa!

I never want to live in such a primitive society in my life. Even if I am the chief of this young master, I can marry 100 wives, but I won’t go!

...

"Brother, the fish soup is ready, I want to eat it!"

Outside the house, Dunga was carefully cooking fish soup.

At this time, the fish soup was already rich and it was as if milk was flowing out, and the fragrance was everywhere, making people drool.

Next to Dunga, two twin black girls, seven or eight years old, and a dirty black boy, were all lying next to Dunga, biting his fingers and looking at the fish soup in the pot without blinking.

"You guys are not allowed to eat secretly. I'll call my mother and the wizard to come for dinner!" Dunga glared at his younger brother and sister, full of warning.

Although he is very cowardly outside, he has the majesty of the head of the family in front of his younger brothers and sisters.

"I understand, brother, I will definitely be optimistic about fish soup and will not let them steal food!" The black little boy was obviously smarter, and immediately supported his brother clearly at this time.

When the two little girls saw it, they immediately said contempt: "Shapeful!"

"Okay, stop making trouble! The family life will get better and better in the future, and you will not be hungry anymore. However, you can't quarrel. You are all my relatives! As long as you are united, you can overcome all difficulties." Dunga did not scold his younger brother and sister. He knew that the main reason for this was that his younger brother and sister became useless and could not let everyone eat and drink enough, so the younger brother and sister would quarrel over food.

He had never read a book, but he knew that everything was because he was not strong enough to live a good life for his relatives.

"I got it, brother, we were wrong."

The three children bowed their heads at the same time and admitted their mistakes.

Seeing this, Dunga smiled and touched his younger brother and sister's heads, and then returned to the room.

Inside the room, Deng Jia saw that Yang Yunfan was actually asleep, and seemed to be having some beautiful dreams, and she was very happy to smile.

Lord Wizard was happy, this was his greatest honor.

Dunga was also very happy to see this scene. He patted Yang Yunfan gently. When he saw him open his eyes, he said respectfully: "Sir Wizard, the fish soup is cooked. Today's fish soup is delicious, you will definitely like it."

“Fish soup…”

Yang Yunfan opened his eyes and saw that the dark house was only a ray of light came through the straw window in front, making the room very dim.

There were many bison leather and rhino horns hanging on the walls around the room, and at his feet were some unknown small animals' fur. As for the corners farther away, there were a basket of peculiar fruits that looked like apples but were purple in color.

All of this made him feel very strange.

But it is so real!

"Damn, I really want to end this dream soon!"

Yang Yunfan sighed slightly. Although he didn't want to admit this reality, he had to accept this reality.

At this moment, he supported himself and stood up.

"Sir, please come up..." Deng Jia immediately skillfully half-kneeled down and made the move to recite him.

Yang Yunfan took advantage of the situation and lay on his body, patted his shoulder, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Dunga, carry me out for dinner."

"I don't work hard, it's my honor to take care of Lord Wizard." Dunga smiled honestly with a cracked mouth.

He is not stupid. Since he met Yang Yunfan, his mother's curse has been lifted and he can still drink delicious fish soup at home. When Yang Yunfan cures Gabrie's mother, Gabrie will definitely thank his family.

With Gabrie's help, their family's status in the tribe will definitely be greatly improved.

...

Deng Jia carried Yang Yunfan and came to the yard outside, where to eat.

The Dus tribe has not invented the stove yet, and it is very primitive.

At this time, Yang Yunfan saw an iron pot placed on a small groove made of stones, and there was a ventilation opening next to it.

The flames were burning slowly inside the pile of stones.

Everything looks very simple.

The iron pot on the pile of stones was exchanged for the iron pot that Deng Jia used a piece of cowhide and ran for three days.

In the tribe, many people think Dunga is stupid and use a piece of cowhide to exchange for an iron lump. Most of the villagers in the tribe burn the stones red, then throw the meat on it, waiting for the meat to cook itself.

However, the iron pot roasting food is fast and delicious, and Dunga thinks it is still worth it.

"This iron pot looks very familiar... Well? It's made in China!"

Yang Yunfan thought the iron pot looked familiar at first, but later he found that the handle of the iron pot was engraved with the words "Made in China".

For a moment, he felt his eyes were a little wet.

Unexpectedly, in this primitive African society, you can still see iron pots made in your hometown.
Chapter completed!