Time flies, and a half months. In this era, time passes by like a flash of time, and it is lost faster than later generations...

Because in this era, no one cares about the important surname of time, even if it is related to their survival.

They don’t have a calendar, nor do they want to do that all seasons. Anyway, when the weather is hot, they will store food crazily. No one asks why, let alone ask.

When winter comes, it will come, and no one will remember it.

The only time I went to remember the day was Wang Yang.

Don’t ask him how to remember it. The accurate date is definitely wrong. In the early years, by judging the spring, summer and autumn equinox, determining the approximate time, and then starting to count, one, two, three, four... until three hundred and fifty-six, and count again.

At first, he would remember a leap month every four years. Later, he didn't know how many years had passed, so he simply ignored the leap month. Anyway, he could not live forever for decades in his life, and it would not affect himself.

In short, it’s just one sentence, as simple as possible.

It's almost winter this year, which is calculated several months in advance. After all, due to the impact of the ice age, we have to prepare in advance.

Everyone also had a rough estimate of winter, which was not before, because the climate was stable at that time, and there was no need and no ability.

Now everyone's minds are much more flexible and have a rough outline. Of course, Wang Yang still needs to remind him that they cannot count one, two, three, four, five, and six. Wang Yang didn't teach them, so he can't use it for the time being.

At this time, it had been a month since the conflict with another group of people. Wang Yang discovered that sometimes it should be strong and really strong. After a beat, the group of people became honest and did not violate it.

When he saw Wang Yang and others, he quickly fled, not daring to cause any trouble.

Wang Yang was happy to be idle, he had to prepare to collect tin ore.

In winter, those tin mines should not need to be mined on their own initiative. They will change due to the decrease in temperature and only need to collect them.

The way to deal with these is naturally to make more animal skin bags, no matter how small the bag is, it will be kept as long as it can be used.

I won’t say much about these preparations. It is about the end of autumn. Everyone counted the stored food. After calculating, they found that it might be a little bit short and it was difficult to survive the long winter.

Wang Yang didn't care much. No matter what, there was still some time to store food. When winter came, I would go out in the snow every day. If I worked hard, I should be able to survive.

As I was counting, a scent came. The fragrance was extremely rich, but it was not irritating, which was completely different from the aroma of barbecue.

Wang Yang only smelled it for a moment, and his saliva flowed loudly.

"Boil soup~ I haven't seen it for a long time!"

After galloping for two steps, he ran to the bonfire and saw a small pot made of tin on the bonfire. The soup in the pot was boiling, with white meat foam floating lightly above the soup. There were several large bones under the soup.

The bone fragrance has not been completely simmered, but it also has some flavor, and more of it is the broth flavor of fresh meat.

This pot was made by Wang Yang from the tin collected recently. In order to make the template of this pot, Wang Yang spent a lot of effort and studied it with Zhang San for several days before the model was found.

Originally, Wang Yang just wanted to make a pot and boil water. Later, he found that the pot template was too difficult to make, so he substituted the order and made a small pot.

Later he discovered that pots were much more useful than pots, and they could boil water and cook things.

I have to say that it’s good to have metal.

The only disadvantage is that the tin pot cannot be allowed to burn on the heat for too long, otherwise it will easily melt.

He took a wooden board, scooped a big scoop, couldn't wait to blow a few sips, and drank it directly.

"Puff~" He was scalded, his tongue was a little numb and depressed, so he had to blow a few more sips and drink again.

After one bite, the mouth full of bone and meat fragrance, and then chewed with the meat full of meat, it was fresh and beautiful.

Needless to say, the others saw Wang Yang cooking meat in such a strange way and eating it so beautifully that he had already had saliva all over the floor, scooped it up one by one and smacked his lips, and thought it was not bad, and it had its own merits as barbecue.

The pot of soup was gone soon, and many people had not tasted it yet, so they had to continue cooking the soup without stopping, boiling for a while, and then drinking it without waiting for the water to boil.

Wang Yang had to stop him quickly. Why was he so anxious? He came to him for a long time and had time to drink in the future.

For this reason, he had to explain to everyone why he had to wait for the water to boil.

In the next few days, cooking was very popular. Everyone cooked early, staring at the huge eyes and waiting for it, half a pot of soup, half a pot of meat, and a few big bones.

At first they wanted to throw the bones away and put more meat in them. Wang Yang refused. What happened to the bones? Are bones unnutrition? In the past, they couldn't eat bones. Now that there is a way, they naturally have to squeeze out all the nutrients.

Wang Yang pays great attention to the nutrition in various ingredients. Although he cannot achieve the effect of rapid evolution, eating more is always beneficial. The body is the capital of revolution. If the body is gone, no matter how good the idea in his mind is, he will fart.

This can be completely learned from the example of how I beat the three of them down. I have a body and can't even use weapons.

Everyone tasted something fresh and unanimously asked to make a few more pots. One pot was waiting too slowly, and scored several groups of people to eat.

Wang Yang did not continue to spend time making the pot. The pot was made of tin. When the temperature was lower in winter, it would become powder, and it would be useless if it was made.

Moreover, everyone just wanted to be fresh. After all, no matter how delicious the barbecue is, after ten years of eating, it will be no longer good. After a while, they are tired of cooking meat and are less motivated.

Time flies for a few days again. On this day, a young man in the tribe suddenly ran back to the cave with joy and shouted at everyone.

He discovered a lake, which was not too far away, only one or two hours away, and Wang Yang and everyone rushed over to see it immediately.

Sure enough, there is a lake here. No, it shouldn't be said to be a lake, it should be a larger pool.

The water in the pond is clear and blue, and the bottomless is not visible. The lake reflects green shadows and the figures of everyone.

Everyone pointed at the others in the water and laughed. Look at how ugly you look.

Wang Yang was also very happy. There should be many creatures in the pond, such as fish, crabs, and messy things. They will definitely taste delicious when they are cooked.

Smiling, the wind blew, and a few particles hit his face.

He touched his face and muttered inexplicably: "Where does the sand come from?"
Chapter completed!