The morning sun rises from the hills in the east, and it seems to emerge from a distant river. The calls of various birds are jubilant in the surrounding forest, looking for the early worms.

At this time, the tribal station is quiet and full of vitality. There was a fire in the open-air kitchen, and dozens of tribesmen from the banner team carried baskets of grain and prepared breakfast for more than a thousand people. And the food they make is the simplest and most filling, corn tortillas, pumpkin paste and beans

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