A good harvest means a good harvest, Zhang Heng thought happily. He has always liked a famous saying: "All things are born to nourish people, and people have nothing to repay heaven with!"
He has taken the items in the primitive space and made a profit, so he naturally wants to think of rewards, just like since he has arrived at the Spring Tribe, he has to find a way to feed the tribe. Another smile, it is always a young man's idea, and he unconsciously
I think I am great.
Gradually, the crowd became quiet. At this moment, Zhang Heng heard many sounds of empty stomachs, but he smiled because he was also hungry, so he shouted: "Cuckoo, fire, barbecue!"
"Fire!" Cuckoo roared and continued his original action, cutting off the skin and meat.
The old witch uttered a few strange syllables, but the reaction was obvious. Many women from the Spring tribe immediately stepped forward to help. Before long, a piece of venison was cut into pieces and roasted on three fires.
While everyone was having a barbecue, Zhang Heng took a closer look at the environment in the cave, and finally shook his head and smiled bitterly. The last time he entered the primitive space was in winter, when he gave Ba a piece of salt. After a winter, the salt was still there.
There was a lot left over, and I guess it was because the Spring tribe ate less meat, so they naturally used less salt.
And now that the macho man Ba is in the cave, it is very likely that the Chun tribe only has Ba, an adult man. If you count carefully, there are eighteen children, seventeen women, and eight half-grown children. The population is really large.
Well, if you really rely on hunting alone, the hard life can be explained.
Suddenly, Zhang Heng saw that the animal skin he gave to Ba last time had been divided into several pieces and surrounded the women, which made him even more sure of his guess.
But this is not normal. Where are the adult men of the Spring Tribe? Could it be that Chengba alone created eighteen children? This life is too sexually blissful.
He shook his head and stopped thinking too much. In his mind, having a monitor was enough and he couldn't envy him.
When he came back to his senses, he saw that the deer's internal organs were discarded in the corner again, and he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He glanced at several rough clay pots next to them, and they were solemnly placed on the stone platform.
After thinking for a while, he said directly: "Witch, I want to use a jar, a jar!" He pointed to the stone platform.
"Jar!" Wu followed the pronunciation and learned 70 to 80% of it. He was indeed very intelligent.
Zhang Heng nodded. Communication was still difficult. He didn't say much. He stood up and picked up three jars. Only three of them were usable. Suddenly he saw the bearded man following him. Zhang Heng smiled. He was a taciturn bearded man.
I have a good impression, because it is very similar to his character.
Then he handed two jars to the bearded man and said, "Come on, get me water, water!"
Unexpectedly, the old man Wu continued to chant, "Water!" and followed him.
After Zhang Heng filled the three jars with water, Wu's pronunciation of the syllable "water" was quite clear and she looked at him excitedly.
"Yes, this is water, water!" Zhang Heng explained patiently. His patience was really good, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to take care of his little older sister.
By this time, all the people who had not had a barbecue had come over, and even the children had climbed up and looked at him intently. Zhang Heng had never performed on stage in school, and he felt uncomfortable for a while.
Suddenly he thought that he would have to go for an interview the day after tomorrow, and he would have to help his mother sell leaf cakes in the future. He gritted his teeth and tried to adapt himself to this situation. Fortunately, he still had a lot to do next, and he gradually forgot about this as soon as he concentrated on it.
Uncomfortable feeling.
"Stone, this is called stone, stone!"
"Use it to build a stove, stove, and use fire to boil water, fire, burn!" "..."
Zhang Heng kept moving his hands and patiently explained. It didn't take long for him to build three simple stoves. He was very interested and found the beautiful memories of playing house in the village.
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There are only three jars, and they should be easily broken. Zhang Heng surrounded them with three stones and placed them, leaving only one side for putting firewood. Then he placed the jars filled with water in the middle of the stone trough, and made three of them in the same way.
Yes, a silly smile appeared on his face.
But it wasn't over yet. He stood up again and cleaned the internal organs under everyone's doubtful eyes. Cuckoo and Badu gave the barbecue to others and ran over, looking at him blankly.
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "These are internal organs, you can eat them, eat them! But you have to wash them with water first!"
The result is of course unclear to explain, but it should be able to make a small number of people understand through the next actions. Although he has never cleaned all the internal organs of animals before, every household in the village kills the New Year pig during the New Year, and he has seen it many times.
, it’s clear.
Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs! He has never seen this beast in real life. He only suspects that it is a close relative of the deer, but it only has internal organs. All animals are similar, so there is no need to worry about tracing the root cause.
"This is the liver, heart and lungs, kidneys, center of the circle, belly, suet, iron, large intestine, small intestine..." Zhang Heng was really hungry, and the internal organs were too complicated to explain carefully, so he moved a little faster.
After each type of offal was taken out, one person was tied up with a rattan to carry it. Of course, if the portion was too small and the head was not eaten, the offal was not taken out.
Unexpectedly, the old witch could actually keep up. Every time he said a witch, he followed the pronunciation and kept nodding. His eyes became even more excited.
"Wood, I need wood, wood, big wood!" Zhang Heng gestured repeatedly, making Ba understand what he meant, and he rushed out of the cave in an instant.
Zhang Heng smiled and nodded. It is indeed troublesome to clean the internal organs, especially the large intestine. However, Zhang Heng was not born as a young master, so he didn't care about the dirt at all. There was no rush at this time, because he had to wait for Ba to chop the big wood and come back to use it as a cutting board.
use.
He said, "This is feces. You can't eat it. You have to throw it away." As he said this, he squeezed the feces out of his large intestine and dropped it into the pile of discarded offal.
"Wash, you have to wash it with water before you can eat it." "..."
When Zhang Heng was almost busy, Ba also came back, "King!"
Zhang Heng turned around and was stunned. Ba actually carried back a huge tree that required one person to hug. It was not a section, but a whole tree. He only cut off the crown, but just carrying the main trunk was not something ordinary people could withstand.
Oh, this power, I’m envious, I’m so envious!
"Quick, put it down, I only want one section." Zhang Heng stepped forward and with some effort, Ba cut off a section horizontally on the trunk. It was two feet thick and enough to have a table as big as a washbasin!
"This is called a cutting board. I'm here to teach you how to make food." Zhang Heng said excitedly, because according to previous guesses, only items that he could lift with both hands could be brought in and out, so he had given up on the idea of cutting down trees and selling them.
, I didn’t expect that I figured it out right now. Isn’t it possible to cut the cutting boards and sell them? I shook my head again, I’m afraid that’s not possible. There is no way to explain the source to my mother, and the cutting boards are probably not worth a lot of money.
Immediately, he didn't think too much. After placing the rough cutting board, he took the liver held by the bearded man and started cutting it... He did not intend to teach primitive people more complicated cooking skills, but it was easy to just teach "cooking"!
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