Chapter 2667 Father-Son Bet
Everyone in the Yanwu tribe knows that the young chieftain, Qiwu, has never raised a Fire Spirit Chicken since he was a child; this is common knowledge.
When I was a child, it was because the old clan chief spoiled me too much.
After all, Qi Wu was the only son of the old clan chief, and he was born late in life.
It's easy to imagine what kind of privilege she was given when she grew up.
When Qi Wu was a child, he did all sorts of things, from stealing chickens and catching dogs to practically being spoiled rotten.
Finally, the old clan chief suddenly realized his mistake, gritted his teeth, and with tears in his eyes, gave him a severe beating, almost killing him.
In addition, Qi Wu has turned over a new leaf and is gradually growing up, so he is finally starting to think about his future.
That's how things gradually got going, but the problem is that training chickens isn't something you can just talk about.
So for a moment, none of the Yanwu tribe members present spoke, and they all fell silent.
Seeing that no one responded to him, Qi Wu obviously guessed what everyone was thinking. He raised an eyebrow and said with a defiant look on his face.
"What? Are you looking down on me? Do you think I can't train chickens?"
"What are you lecturing me for? You can't even lecture yourself, how can you lecture a chicken?"
Before the clansmen could reply, the old clan chief walked in, cursing and swearing, clearly having overheard their conversation.
Upon seeing his elderly father approaching, Qi Wu immediately stood up and protested.
"Dad, how can you be so harsh on your own son? Why can't I train chickens?"
"Do you need me to criticize you? Forget about training chickens, you couldn't even keep them alive if I gave them to you."
"Father, don't underestimate me. Let me tell you, never underestimate a young man's potential."
"Poor in your youth? With your attitude, I'm afraid you'll still be poor when you're old."
"What should I say when I've finished training them?"
"What do you mean? I, the clan chief, will give you a seat."
"Okay, this is what you said."
Previously, after the old patriarch suddenly realized his mistake, the education of Qi Wu underwent a tremendous change.
The previous extreme pampering has been replaced by harsh discipline.
I don't know where they learned it from, but according to the old clan chief, this rebellious son won't amount to anything without being beaten; you have to break his arrogance first.
So, from then on, whenever the father and son met, they would always argue.
From this perspective, Qi Wu also had a difficult time.
I had a few good years when I was a child, but after growing up, I faced endless setbacks.
Now, faced with the old patriarch's attack, he also got angry, and the father and son refused to give an inch.
Seeing his father's calm reply, Qi Wu gritted his teeth and agreed.
Regardless of whether you know how to do it or not, you can't lose your momentum; you may lose the fight, but you can't lose your spirit.
In front of many clansmen, the father and son made a bet, giving Qi Wu half a month to train the chickens, as long as he could train the three Fire Spirit Chicken Kings well.
From then on, the old clan chief never spoke a bad word about him again.
With the bet between the father and son finalized, the fire spirit chicken in the pot was also ready to stew.
As soon as the pot was opened, the aroma filled the air, and the members of the Yanwu tribe were instantly drooling with envy.
The previous bet between father and son was instantly forgotten; what could possibly be more important than eating now?
Once the food is ready, eating is the most important thing; everything else can take a backseat.
Even if the sky falls, we'll talk about it after we finish eating.
More than twenty ordinary fire spirit chickens, not a small number, but not a large number either.
It's enough for everyone in the Yanwu tribe to have a meal, but don't even think about eating to your heart's content—it's not nearly enough.
After all, the barbarian gods' appetites are several times greater than those of humans; each one of them is practically a bottomless pit.
No matter how much food goes into my stomach, it doesn't even bubble up; there's absolutely no reaction.
So, twenty-odd Fire Spirit Chickens are nothing special.
Ye Changqing remained meticulous, and the taste of his dish was just as delicious as before, without any decline.
Moreover, this time, Ye Changqing specifically discussed with the old patriarch whether he could bring some back for Tianlin and the others to try as well.
Ye Changqing didn't ask for much, and the old clan chief was incredibly warm and kind to him.
This small pot of fire chicken is just the right amount, so I readily agreed.
This also shows the change in the Yanwu tribe's attitude towards Ye Changqing.
Everyone remained seated in the courtyard, enjoying their meal immensely.
While eating, someone couldn't help but sigh.
"Sigh, after this meal, who knows when the next one will come."
"When you're happy, can you stop crying and sobbing here? Even food can't shut you up."
"Exactly, we've finished the Fire Spirit Chicken, but there are still other ingredients. Even if the ingredients are a little lacking, with Ye's cooking skills, how could the taste be bad?"
"That's right, that's right, I just said it from the heart."
"Stop sending them, or they'll all be gone."
"Damn it, leave some for me!"
Fire Spirit Chicken ingredients are unlikely to be available for a while, and the Scale Stone Tribe, which is the easiest to obtain, will certainly be on guard after this incident.
It won't be as easy as it was before if I try to succeed again.
Moreover, even if they succeed, how many Fire Spirit Chickens would the Scale Stone Tribe, which has already been robbed once, still have left?
It's just a matter of one or two meals; it won't solve the problem.
Fortunately, with Ye Changqing around, the other ingredients weren't too bad either.
More than twenty Fire Spirit Chickens were also devoured by the Yanwu tribe in no time.
Not a drop of soup was left. It was so delicious, how could we waste it? Wasting food is shameful.
After a large meal, the clansmen digested their food in the courtyard before leaving, satisfied and with full bellies.
Ye Changqing took the remaining small pot of Fire Spirit Chicken back to his residence.
The quantity wasn't large, but it was enough for everyone to have a taste.
So far, no one has tasted the Fire Spirit Chicken.
So when Ye Changqing returned and brought out that pot of Fire Spirit Chicken, everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.
"Brother Ye, please accept my bow."
Tianlin immediately gave a deep bow; look, this is what a true elder brother is like.
He eats meat himself, but doesn't forget to give everyone soup. If you're going to follow an elder brother, you have to follow someone who cares about you.
Everyone else felt the same way, a feeling of indescribable emotion welling up inside them.
Many people had tears in their eyes.
However, this left Ye Changqing somewhat at a loss. He hadn't thought too much about it; he just felt that being trapped in the realm of the Barbarian Gods must have put him under a lot of pressure. It was only natural to want to do something for everyone when he finally had the chance.
In truth, they are now like family, having shared joys and sorrows and bound by life and death.
They are in a relationship where they share both prosperity and adversity, so naturally they need to care for each other.
