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Chapter 57 A Lump of Glass?

Making glass was quite difficult. By evening, Zhuang Yu could only manage to melt sand into glass, but shaping it into the desired form was a bit challenging.

For example, he planned to use glass to make a sunshade. The glass should be square, but now, Zhuang Yu was looking at a transparent lump in front of him. This obviously wouldn't work.

He could only slowly study it.

Glancing at the sky, Zhuang Yu began to return to the Crimson Great City.

Little mushrooms kept poking the transparent lump with small sticks. It was clearly sand, but how did it turn into this? It looked quite nice, transparent and shiny.

Seeing Zhuang Yu leave, the little mushrooms quickly kicked the transparent lump and then ran away, their bellies forward, heads backward, running fast.

The people of the Ghost Willow Tribe looked at the bright lump of stuff they had burned. It wasn't quite the right shape, but could it be a gemstone? It looked very precious, but their Prince actually didn't care about it.

In the Crimson Great City, each honeycomb coal stove had already been lit, like stars dotting the sky.

Zhuang Yu was stunned for a moment. Crimson Great City used to be pitch black at night, like a dead city. Now, it was overly lively.

Some people climbed onto rooftops just to admire the view of Crimson Great City, chatting with neighbors who had also climbed onto their roofs.

Women from various Tribes in the courtyard were carefully watching the pottery pots on the stoves. These were precious pottery pots, and they were actually put on the fire. They were afraid they would be ruined in an instant, and that would be heartbreaking.

In the past, they would have treasured the pottery pots like treasures, but now, the Prince said these were just pots for cooking meat.

The meat soup in the pots had been simmering for a while. This was their first time cooking meat soup, and just the aroma wafting out was enough to intoxicate people.

Children gathered around the stove, sniffing the white smoke coming out of the pot with their noses. It smelled so good.

Recently, their meat consumption had been too fast, but their Prince always came up with new ways to eat, making them unable to resist trying.

Once they tried, they couldn't stop. The Green Mulberry Tribe and the Lost Sheep Tribe's cows and sheep needed some time to grow, and they didn't know if their current food supply would last until then. They were worriedly fortunate.

The weather was getting colder, and the people of Crimson Great City had already started drinking the meat soup they had simmered.

As soon as the meat soup entered their mouths, oh my, they felt like their meat consumption would accelerate again.

On a cold night, drinking such a warm bowl of meat soup almost made them cry with emotion. Warmth enveloped them from inside out, as if warmth was emanating from their bodies. Coupled with this delicious taste, no one could resist.

This warm bowl of meat soup was definitely the most comfortable thing at night. No wonder the Prince taught them to cook a pot of soup on the stove at night.

Looking at the children at home, with their rosy faces drinking the meat soup, a sense of happiness and satisfaction welled up in their hearts. It was nothing like their own childhoods, which were like little beggars. They didn't even have a chance to drink warm meat soup, let alone eat normally.

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