When the lid of the pot was opened again, the white mist swelled and the aroma of rice seemed to be filled with it.

Jiang Heyu couldn't help swallowing, and leaned over, and saw that the pot was covered with crystal clear, white and full rice grains!

Yu asked, "Can you eat enough?"

Fang Zhengdao: "Try it."

I quickly reached out to grab it, but I jumped around in the spot.

Fang Zheng pulled off two wooden sticks casually, used them as chopsticks, picked up a ball of rice, put them in his mouth, and sighed: "It's not bad."

Jiang immediately followed suit and took two wooden sticks as chopsticks. Although she was not skilled, she stuck a few grains of rice into the stick and put them in her mouth.

Sure enough, it's soft and sweet.

Fang Zheng grabbed a bowl in the air and fell into his hands. Fang Zheng scooped a bowl of rice and sat next to eat.

Jiang Ze looked at the bowl in Fang Zheng's hand curiously.

Fang Zheng said: "This is a bowl, just like that pot, it is something you don't know how to make at the moment. However, these things are all evolved from the technology I taught you. Ginger, technology is dead, and humans are alive. If those technologies make appropriate changes, there may be unexpected gains."

Jiang nodded vigorously: "I understand, I restricted myself."

After a few bowls of rice, I lay down directly on it: "Still... I'm so full."

Fang Zheng looked at Yu on the ground: "Do you still feel that you can't eat enough rice?"

Yu grinned, his meaning was clear, and he agreed.

Fang Zheng dispersed his magical powers, and the scenery around them changed and he sat in front of Fang Zheng again.

He was so hungry that he was so anxious that he was so hungry that he touched his stomach and looked at Fang Zheng with a blank look on his face.

Fang Zheng raised his hand and pointed at the salted fish outside the temple, not knowing what he was humming and said, "These seeds were all produced by Jingzhi for you. He tasted hundreds of plants every day, and all the poisonous ones were filtered out for you. Some of the remaining ones may not be delicious, but they can fill their stomachs and are not poisonous."

Hearing this, Jiang immediately got up and rushed outside, then shouted in the direction of the tribe. Not long after, many people gathered together.

Jiang shouted something to those people, and then the people looked at the salted fish with hot eyes at the same time.

The salted fish shrank his neck so much that he shook his crutch, and shouted, "What are you doing? Let me tell you, I am not a vegetarian!"

Then he saw hundreds of people coming to him. Jiang took the lead to kneel down, kowtow, and shouted: "Thank you, Master Jingzhi, for tasting hundreds of herbs for us and relieving our worries!"

Everyone shouted the same words: "Thank you, Master Jingzhi, for tasting hundreds of herbs for us and relieving our worries!"

Jiang and others' actions stunned Yanyu. He was willing to do this because he had negotiated with Fang Zheng.

He had never thought about what to do for these savages...

Now that he has received so many gifts, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something extraordinary.

The original mentality of helping casually changed quietly at this moment.

Jiang said: "Master Jingzhi, please say a few words."

Looking at the countless pairs of respectful and loving eyes, the salted fish's old face turned redder, and he secretly glanced at Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng smiled and signaled to him, letting him say it.

Only then did the salted fish feel relieved. As long as no one exposes his shortcomings and brags, he is still very good at it. So he coughed dryly and said, "Uh... this... well... Actually, I don't teach Jingzhi, you can call me Shennong..."

Then the salted fish saw Fang Zheng's eyes gradually filled with murderous aura.

For Fang Zheng, the descendant of Yan Huang, if Xianyu wants to be his ancestor, he must do it.

The salted fish immediately added: "Shennong Fish, yes, it's just a hundred herbs to provide you with seeds, Shennong Fish."

After he said this, Fang Zheng's eyes were much less murderous intent.

"Shennong Fish, Shennong Fish!"

Everyone shouted in unison and shouted.

The salted fish was shouted with blood boiling, and the blood of the old fried dough sticks burned at this moment. I couldn't help but jump up and shouted: "Everyone, I am very happy to be recognized by everyone. In the future, I will bring you any grass leaves you don't know in the future. I will be responsible for helping you taste it. If you can eat it, we can't eat it, throw it away!"

"Eat him and throw him away!"

The wild people directly chose the best pronunciation words and repeated them, shouting.

The salted fish looked at the group of people in front of her and listened to the roaring sounds of mountains and seas. She felt that she was extremely tall and awesome at this moment!

At this time, Yu stood up and shouted: "Jiang, I suggest! It's useless to just say it. Once we die, who will later generations know the help of the abbot of Fang Zheng, Shennong Yu and Yizhi Temple? I think we should write down these things.

In the future, everyone can sing more. After we die, future generations will forget the great kindness of Master Jingzheng.”

Jiang nodded vigorously and said, "I agree!"

Then Jiang Jiangyou's words were translated into local dialect and said it to others, and everyone shouted: "Agree, agree!"

But the problem came soon. There were not many people in their tribe who could speak Mandarin. As for those who could write, there was no one except Jiang!

However, Jiang immediately gave this question. He couldn't recognize words and writing was not a problem, so he could teach!

Since he can learn it, he doesn't believe it, and the tribesmen can't learn it!

Jiang looked at Fang Zheng again, Fang Hengze smiled slightly, got up and left.

Obviously he doesn't want to participate in more things anymore.

Jiang shouted, "I Buddha, if possible, we want to help you repair the temple."

Fang Zheng looked at his temple, especially the Buddhist temple, where many places were leaking air and rain, so it should be repaired.

But he never wanted the system to take action, because once the system takes action, the temple will be overhauled. The temple repaired in that way is almost the same as a new temple, and it is difficult to find the feeling of the past.

Fang Zheng still can't let go of some things.

But if the original foundation can remain unchanged and only be properly repaired, Fang Zheng is still happy.

So Fang Zheng said: "When your skills are ready, come again."

Jiang Heyou smiled. Fang Zheng has always been giving to them, and they can finally do something for Fang Zheng.

For this, the two were very happy.

After the two spread the news to the tribe, the tribe was also in full bloom!

Jiang dared to do it and directly selected children and young people with craftsmanship from the tribe. He handed over the method of firing pottery to these people, and told them that these technologies were just the basis, and they could freely use them to create and strive to make better and more beautiful pottery. If they were done well, they would have the opportunity to repair temples for me.

As soon as I heard the last one, everyone made pottery day and night, trying to add various materials to the clay, trying to burn paper to produce better pottery...
Chapter completed!