"Ho, King, good harvest!" the crowd in the cave shouted, filled with joy.
But Zhang Heng blushed a little, just like when his teacher misjudged the test paper in elementary school and let him get the first place in mathematics. He took advantage of this honor that should not belong to him, but now he doesn't know how to explain it to the primitive people.
He had no choice but to accept it shamelessly, secretly swearing mentally that one day he would become stronger.
Suddenly, Zhang Heng remembered the time issue and quickly shouted: "Cuckoo, you go back first and go back to the tribe."
"Tribe!" Cuckoo responded, but immediately pointed at him and whined.
Zhang Heng understood quickly and said with a smile: "You go back first, I will stay in the Spring Tribe to recover from my injuries, the Spring Tribe."
"King, wuwu~~!" Cuckoo's eyes showed deep reluctance, as if he was afraid that Zhang Heng would disappear again.
Zhang Heng suddenly discovered that Cuckoo still had the mentality of a child, such as fighting deer beasts alone during the day, and fighting two blood wolves with Ba. These were all behaviors that wanted to earn performance. He smiled again, wasn't he also a child himself, and said: "I
If you don’t leave, spring will stay here, spring!”
"Spring!" Cuckoo roared, beating his chest.
Then he clucked and walked away with three blood wolf beasts on his shoulders. There were six men with him, but the big beard stayed behind. He leaned against the stone wall with his ax in his arms, next to the straw bunk where Zhang Heng was lying!
Looking at the four wolves in front of him, Zhang Heng guessed that one of them was unlucky and was stabbed to death by him. It is possible that Ba alone killed two of them, and the other one may have been killed by Big Beard, so Cuckoo left.
I only took away three of them. This should be a manifestation of distribution according to work.
These blood wolf beasts are not comparable to the native dogs in the village. They are tall and majestic, with sharp fangs, ferocious eyes, and terrifying speed and bite force. Zhang Heng is 1.8 meters tall, and if Zhang Heng hadn't stabbed him with a pig knife and spear in a hurry,
, I am afraid that the wolf beast will jump on my neck and get the result.
Looking at the entrance of the cave, Zhang Heng couldn't tell what time it was in the afternoon, but he was already hungry. After thinking about it, he said: "Ba, fire, barbecue!"
"Fire!" Ba crawled forward with a confused look in his eyes.
Zhang Heng looked around. Wu and the bearded man were also full of doubts. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart. Is it really unfortunate that he guessed that primitive people only eat one meal a day?
Zhang Heng had no choice but to shake his head and signal that he didn't say anything. He planned to wait. Although he didn't know what time it was, it was still very bright in the cave. It shouldn't be evening yet, and maybe it wasn't time for dinner yet.
Time passed very quickly, and the cave seemed very quiet. Most of the people were huddled in their own places, except for the occasional child crawling around without calling. The witch was in good spirits and kept coming from time to time.
The carvings on the slate walls were very messy, and he occasionally messed with the messy things. Zhang Heng couldn't understand it, so he stopped looking at it. He suppressed the hunger in his stomach and began to close his eyes to rest.
After a while, I entered a daydream... When I opened my eyes, the sky had darkened and it was almost night, but there was still no movement in the cave. The bearded man still maintained the same posture as before, sitting on the stone wall.
, as if it was there from eternity!
Zhang Heng couldn't help but panic. People are like iron rice and steel. He will be hungry if he doesn't eat for one meal! He has to think of a way, otherwise he won't be able to sleep when he's hungry, and he doesn't want to retreat back to reality...
After thinking for a moment, he actually came up with a solution, and then shouted to the witch: "Guards, clean out the viscera, viscera!"
"Innards, large intestine, heart!" Wu responded.
Zhang Heng nodded, unable to move, so he could only explain in a drawn-out manner: "Yes, it's the internal organs. Clean them out and hang them up." He simply picked up the calcined bone, tied it with a straw and carried it in his hand.
The doubts in Wu Zhong's eyes finally disappeared, and he uttered a few unintelligible syllables. Everyone in the cave immediately started to move. Ba and Big Beard carried the beast aside, or dealt with the beast's position, and soon
The ax rose and fell, and the shaman stepped forward, as if he wanted to deal with the internal organs himself.
Zhang Heng smiled and struggled to lean against the stone wall, mentally wondering whether the injury was serious or when it would heal.
I took a few deep breaths and touched my chest again. It was just that the pain was not broken. Maybe it was because I hadn’t caught my breath yet!
As expected, Jian Wu was dealing with the internal organs. Every time he took out something, he had people tie it up with rattan sticks to carry it. Although the movement was slow, he carefully distinguished the various internal organs. Zhang Heng nodded. The four blood wolves did not take the same amount of time.
A little while and a half.
He simply closed his eyes and rested his mind again, but this time he did not continue to daydream, but tried to recall the scene of encountering the blood wolf. Five Elements Boxing is a pictographic boxing method, which was also created by the ancient people's view of the life form of beasts, but it was combined with how to exercise.
These are just methods of bone strength.
The scene when Ba and others collided with the blood wolf flashed before his eyes. Although it was short-lived, it was very shocking. This was the first time he saw people fighting with beasts. This was not a drill but a struggle for life. It was a real life-and-death battle.
Not only taking lives, but also the other party's body...
"Hoo!" Zhang Heng suddenly breathed rapidly with his eyes closed, and sweat began to form on his forehead. As he got closer, he saw a blood wolf rushing towards him. It was extremely ferocious, and it was going to bite his throat in one bite. "Hoo!" Zhang Heng suddenly opened his eyes.
Opening his eyes, he realized in his fantasy that he didn't dodge and was knocked down by the blood wolf. Its fangs pierced his neck and blood spurted out all over his chest.
"Hoo, ho!" Trying to calm down, I couldn't help but secretly hate myself for not being as brave as I thought, or was I still cowardly?
His eyes closed again, and he returned to the scene just now. The blood wolf rushed over again... He repeated it many times, but in the end he laughed. He found the feeling when he stabbed the blood wolf in the chest and quickly grabbed it.
Keeping that feeling and trajectory, I simulated the path of the spear in my mind, over and over again, and I don't know how long it took, until the blood wolf would be stabbed by him no matter which direction he came from.
He breathed a long sigh of relief. Although he didn't know whether the result of his fantasy was correct, at least he was no longer afraid of the blood wolf's killing. His mind became clearer in a trance, and his body no longer ached so much. He felt a very strong feeling.
*Now let’s fight again with the real blood wolf...
"King!" The witch's voice came to his ears. Zhang Heng came back to his senses and showed a confident smile. However, he saw that the four blood wolves had been processed. Not only had their internal organs been cleaned out, but the meat had also been chopped into pieces.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Heng said: "Hang them all up so that they can be stored for a longer period of time."
As he spoke, he picked up the branches in front of him and hung strings of grass on them. Since there was no refrigerator in the village, the villagers hung the meat to dry to store it longer. Some also put the meat in basins and placed it in water tanks.
Float on it to cool down or hang it into an ancient well for storage. Of course, you can also cook the meat and store it. There are many methods, but Zhang Heng cannot move it himself, so he can only teach primitive people to hang the meat for storage!
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