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　　 Chicken legs with bone stubble, stubborn pig's feet, only two or three mouthfuls of ham left, etc., were placed in front of Wang Yan.

　　 is not just the food brought by Wang Yan, there are also many unknown tubers, fruits, etc. placed in front of him, which should be the food that primitive people usually store.

　　Everything is the spontaneous behavior of primitive people.

　　 The violent Demon King Wang Yan created a great deterrent to them. The law of the jungle made them obey the strong, and even allowed them to resist the unprecedented temptation of food.

　　 For primitive tribes lacking food and clothing, food means the continuation of the race. When they hand over food, it means that they have surrendered their dominance.

　　 You know, they have been starving for many days in the raging storm.

　　 In the cave, all the primitive people stood silently on the side, watching all the food baffledly, and waiting for Wang Yan to fall.

Looking at the pile of food in front of him that seemed to be picked up from the trash, Wang Yan poked his mouth a bit, angrily and funny, wouldn't these guys who have never seen the world think he would recycle these foods? !

　　“%&Amp;*……&*@……”

　　 The patriarch of the primitive tribe walked out of the crowd, pointed at the food, then at himself, scribbled, and whispered something to Wang Yan, seeming to explain their previous behavior.

After 　　 finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Yan, put his hands on his chest, and slowly returned to the crowd.

What does 　　 mean?

　　 Sitting on the stone bench, Wang Yan was confused, not knowing what he wanted to express?

　　The language barrier is really a big problem!

　　 Anyway, I don’t understand, Wang Yan simply doesn’t think about it so much. He is a high god, and his thoughts are the supreme instructions. Whatever the people below think!

Wang Yan slowly scanned the primitive people in the cave. When he saw a skinny child who was curled up behind an adult and peeked at him, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he took a relatively clean chicken leg from the ground and faced it. The kid beckoned: "Come here..."

　　 The gesture language is universal throughout the universe.

　　 The child looked at Wang Yan in fear, and suddenly retracted his head.

　　 However, in order to please Wang Yan, an adult behind him stretched out his hand, pulled him out of his back, and pushed him towards Wang Yan.

　　 The child was pushed out of the crowd, staggered, and looked back aggrievedly, as if he was on the execution ground, turning his head step by step, walking towards Wang Yan tremblingly.

"Come here! I won't eat you again!" Wang Yan grinned, he couldn't wait, and he took two steps, squatted in front of the child, touched his head, and pointed to the chicken leg. , "Drumsticks!"

　　 Wang Yan launched his first attempt to popularize Mandarin Chinese throughout the universe.

　　 The language is unclear, just let them know.

　　 The great Qin Shihuang succeeded in promoting the same track of cars and the same writing, but he couldn't do it without reason. Is it possible to let him learn the simple language of primitive people?

　　 The whole universe should speak Mandarin!

　　 The child stood in front of Wang Yan stupidly, completely unaware of what happened?

　　 "Drumsticks!" Wang Yan continued.

　　 The unprecedented fragrance impacted the child's nose. He stared at the sauce-colored chicken legs timidly, pursed his lips, swallowed hard, reached out his hand to take it, but didn't dare.

　　 "Drumsticks!" Wang Yan took the trouble.

　　 "..." The child realized Wang Yan's intentions, and opened his mouth, but said nothing.

　　 "Drumstick, say, it's yours to say it." Wang Yan held the drumstick and shook in front of his eyes, tempting each other.

　　 "..." Child.

　　 "Outrigger!"

　　 Suddenly, a naive voice came from the crowd.

　　 Wang Yan was taken aback, overjoyed, and quickly stood up straight and scanned the crowd: "Who? Who was talking just now?"

　　 Wow!

　　 The crowd scattered.

　　 reveals the mother and daughter in the middle.

　　 The mother is dark and thin, she is holding her daughter's mouth hard, her face is terrified!

　　 The little girl is about three or four years old, struggling, looking at her mother with big squiggly eyes, she doesn't understand what happened.

　　 Wang Yan flashed up, appeared in front of the mother and daughter, motioned to her mother to let go of the little girl, then squatted down and said with a smile: "Drumsticks!"

　　 "Outriggers." The little girl repeated her milky voice. She swallowed and reached out to grab the big drumsticks that exuded an alluring fragrance. The adult's panic did not affect the young girl.

"Yes, chicken drumsticks, yours." Wang Yan laughed. He didn't expect the language education to be fruitful so quickly. He excitedly picked up the dirty little girl and stuffed the drumstick into the girl's hand. Inside, repeated, "Drumsticks, for you!"

　　 Infected by Wang Yan's happiness, the little girl giggled and uttered clearly: "Drumsticks, yours!"

　　 Wang Yan laughed.

The little girl couldn’t wait to put the chicken drumstick in her mouth and gnaw it. In the days of food shortage, for the survival of the race, food has always been given priority to the young and middle-aged. The food allocated to the young and old can barely sustain life. She was already starving!

The primitive people around 　　 were envious. They watched the children who got the chicken legs, swallowing their saliva, but no one dared to **** it.

　　 "Chicken...drumsticks..." Another squatted voice.

　　 Wang Yan turned his head, the face of the child who had just been called out was flushed, and he looked at the fragrant chicken legs in the little girl's hand, stumbling and repeating: "Outriggers!"

　　 "Yes, you have it too!" Wang Yan smiled and glanced at him. Food is the driving force. It is much easier to teach them to talk than to train puppies.

　　 Putting down the little girl, Wang Yan searched through the food pile to find a drumstick, and handed it to the little boy. As for the drumsticks were not clean, he didn't care anymore.

　　 No matter how unclean food is, it is better than what they usually eat. Wang Yan believes that the powerful stomach of primitive humans is enough to deal with the bacteria on the food.

　　 The little boy happily hugged the drumstick and ran aside to enjoy it!

　　The rest of the primitive people finally understood Wang Yan's intentions. For them, they don't have to risk their lives to hunt, and they can get food by just saying two words, which is simply the best thing in the world.

　　 As for the Great Demon King Yan who possesses great power but does not cherish food so much, in their eyes, he is probably the stupidest weird man in the world!

　　 One time.

　　 "Plus retreat!" "Zhi leg!" "Jituner!"...

The Chinese pronunciation of "Gaiqiang Guaibao" sounded in the cave one after another, flooding Wang Yan's eardrums. Every primitive person at UU Reading www.uukánshu.com was unwilling to be left behind and expressed their desire to learn a foreign language urgently. Even the respected patriarch is no exception, raising his hands and shouting "outriggers, outriggers".

　　 "Okay, very good, one by one!" Wang Yan smiled openly. Sure enough, educating the public is the most pleasant thing for both body and mind!

　　 This is what God should do!

　　 is not "one, two, three...", not "people, mouths, hands", or even "fathers, mothers". No one would have thought that the promotion of Mandarin in another world started with "chicken legs".

　　 This is a great event worthy of being recorded in the annals of history, carved on the mural!

　　The cooked food provided by Wang Yan is a day’s inventory of a meat shop. There are only about forty chicken thighs, and a lot of them have been ruined. Under his inexhaustible promotion, they were quickly divided.

　　 Then.

　　 His people quickly learned the second word-"donkey enema".

　　 and then "elbow flower", "trotter"...

　　 Just half an hour.

　　All the food has been distributed, and the primitive man’s vocabulary has many more words like "chicken leg", "enema", "ham" and so on.

　　 In order to deepen the memory, there are many clever primitive people who are still muttering and reviewing "chicken legs, trotters, elbow flowers..." after the food is distributed, which sounds very happy.

　　 The use of food to promote language has been very effective. Wang Yan is very pleased. He even considers whether the next step should be to teach primitives to "report the name of the dish" or other guankou!

Imagine a large group of primitive humans with disheveled heads and grass skirts proficiently saying "steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed stag tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck...", then What a sense of the screen!