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Dan Guan grinding medicine for himself. After grinding the herbs and soil, he even sifted them through a small sieve.

Jian Mo saw that he was very meticulous. After checking it over, she carefully mixed it with cooled boiled water, then applied it to the bald patches and wrapped it with cotton cloth.

Dan Guan's body was wrapped up in a messy, unsightly manner, but he was secretly delighted. "Doctor Jian Mo, how long will it take for the medicine to heal?"

Jian Mo: "It should be effective in about ten days. If it's not effective after ten days, we'll try a different medicine."

Dan Guan prayed to Heaven, "No, it will definitely work."

Jian Mo: "I hope so too."

After packing the medicine, Jian Mo went to wash her hands and invited Dan Guan, "Our tribe is having a bonfire party tonight, why don't you stay and join us?"

Dan Guan: "I saw it. When I came over, they were cutting meat in the open space, saying they were making meatballs for barbecue and hot pot."

Jian Mo was surprised that hot pot had been prepared. "Then you have to stay and try it, our tribe's hot pot is quite delicious."

Dan Guan: "Okay, I'll go help."

Jian Mo washed her hands and went to help.

It was a bit late; when he arrived, everyone was already preparing the hot pot broth.

Jian Mo, smelling the strong spiciness, couldn't help but ask, "Is there so much chili in today's hot pot?"

Qing Kuo turned around and said, "Of course! Everyone's used to spicy food, it doesn't taste very good without so much chili."

Jian Mo reminded him, "The hot pot gets spicier the longer it cooks, so you should put in less."

Qing Kuo: "Don't worry, we also have clear broth hot pot and sour broth hot pot. The clear broth hot pot isn't spicy at all, and the sour broth hot pot is only a little bit spicy."

Jian Mo looked at the pot broth they brought over, then said, "Fine, that's fine too."

Zhou Fu called out to Jian Mo from a short distance away, "Jian Mo, come over here quickly! We're making fish balls and meat balls, could you help us season them?"

Jian Mo went over, and sure enough, they had already picked out the fish and game meat and were making meatballs. "Actually, we don't need to add any seasonings; we'll be cooking them in the hot pot later."

Zhou Fu: "Well, you should adjust the seasoning too. The older folks want a clear broth hot pot; the meatballs don't taste good without seasoning."

Jian Mo: "Then I'll do it."

They have a rich variety of seasonings here, including all sorts of spice powders, mushroom powders, and shellfish powders, as well as basic chili powder and salt.

Jian Mo seasoned the meatballs and watched them put them into boiling water to cook, exclaiming, "What a feast tonight!"

Zhou Fu: "Of course, this hot pot is specially made to celebrate your return."

Jian Mo: "Thank you all for your hard work."

Zhou Fu turned and smiled, "You're welcome. We're also taking this opportunity to have a big meal."

As dusk deepened, the leaves on the mountainside turned a dark yellow, and a deep red campfire was lit, the firewood crackling and burning, emitting the unique aroma of cooking smoke.

The group placed the huge earthenware pot on the campfire, letting the broth inside slowly steam.

As for the barbecue, no one plans to prepare a separate stone slab; instead, they want to grill the meat directly over the campfire, eating as they go.

The children who had been attending classes at the Riverside Tribe gradually returned home, and the hunters and gatherers from the Riverside Tribe also began to return one after another.

The broth in the earthenware pot was boiling, bubbling and gurgling, while the large bones and bird meat used to enhance the flavor of the broth were slowly cooked.

Qing Kuo had someone count the number of people; once everyone had arrived, it was almost time to eat.

Jian Mo ignored everyone else. Seeing Wu Jiong return, he ran over to Wu Jiong and asked, "Where did you go today? Why did you get up so early? I thought you would sleep in a little longer."

Wu Jiong took out some berries he had picked from his satchel and handed them to Jian Mo, saying in a low voice, "There are so many plump prey in autumn. I've taken some men out hunting."

Jian Mo looked at the clean berries wrapped in leaves, popped one into Wu Jiong's mouth, and then tossed another into her own. "Hunting is still the most comfortable?"

Wu Jiong: "Warm up your hands and feet."

Most of the prey that Wu Jiong and his men hunted today has already been cut into pieces and delivered.

Jian Mo Wu Jiong to sit in front of a sour soup pot, planning to eat the sour soup pot first—it wasn't as spicy, so they could eat more of it, and then try the red soup pot afterward.

Ye Luo and Xi Lu also sat in front of the sour soup pot.

When everyone saw Jian Mo and Wu Jiong, they asked them about their experiences on this trip.

Jian Mo didn't mind, and slowly ate the meat while cooking it in the hot pot.

Ban Ming and the other young men squeezed over, saying longingly that they wanted to go out with them next time.

As everyone chatted, someone started singing.

The singing danced in the treetops, it was very special.

Jian Mo listened to the story as she ate, and a smile appeared on her face when she heard a familiar epic.

Wu Jiong asked, "Are you thinking back to when we were discussing epics in the Xingchu Tribe?"

Jian Mo picked up her glass of fruit wine and clinked it against his. "You guessed right."

Many people were so full that they stood up and started dancing.

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong sat watching everyone dance, their smiles growing even wider.

Everyone ate, played games, and chatted until late into the night before gradually dispersing.

Jian Mo lay on Wu Jiong's back, her warm cheek pressed against his neck, her eyes bright. "Why do I feel like this year's fruit wine is better than last year's?"

Wu Jiong: "This year, we used the starter culture left over from previous fruit wine production, which resulted in better and purer fermentation."

Jian Mo: "I feel it, I'm a little dizzy."

Wu Jiong supported his bottom with one hand, and touched his forehead with the other. "Is there anything that hurts?"

Jian Mo shook her head. "No, it's quite comfortable."

He shook his head and rubbed against Wu Jiong's neck, making Wu Jiong's body warm. He whispered, "Let's go back and take a shower and go to sleep."

After returning home, the two did not go to sleep immediately, but instead took out the ointment and used it all up.

Jian Mo lay on the quilt, feeling lazy and limp. "Shall we go to the Mengshui Tribe to exchange for some ointments?"

Wu Jiong raised his eyes. "Hmm?"

Jian Mo covered her eyes with her arm. "Our ointment works quite well, but theirs is also unique, so it's good to switch between them."