I am a primitive

Of course, there is another person who is the primitive male with inconvenient legs, and the other is Han Cheng who is like a sculpture.

Han Cheng has nothing to love in his life, and he no longer wants to starve to death.

He just stood there in a daze, looking at everything in the cave, his mind running slowly.

The old primitive man beside him stood up, took a piece of unknown meat and put it next to Han Cheng's mouth again, the smell of meat burrowed into his nose.

He obviously didn't feel hungry anymore, but his stomach was rumbling uncontrollably.

Regarding Han Cheng's refusal to eat, the old primitive man still had doubts and thoughts on his face.

But this time he was obviously not as patient as last night. Not long after, after touching Han Cheng's stomach for a while, he took the food away with Han Cheng's wry smile to himself.

However, instead of dividing the meat among the little primitive people like last night, they went to the outer cave and squatted down on a stone.

There was a hole in the stone. He tore the meat in his hand into small pieces and put it in the hole. He took this stone and put another stone on it and began to smash the roasted meat.

The action is a bit like smashing garlic.

Han Cheng was a little confused, so according to the information he got from yesterday to now, food is a very precious thing in the tribe. How could this old primitive man dare to ruin it like this?

In his doubts, the old primitive smashed it for a while, and then returned to the place where Han Cheng was staying. He found a thing that looked like a bowl and a plate made of an unknown skull, and walked up to the stone. , Grabbed out the sticky meat that had been smashed inside.

Then he walked to a stone basin that was not too big and filled with some water, scooped out some water from it, stretched out his fingers, stirred the sticky minced meat and water in the 'bone bowl' together, and held it Come to Han Cheng.

Put the 'bone bowl' onto Han Cheng's mouth which was only opened a little.

Seeing this scene, Han Cheng couldn't help crying, God, I can finally eat something!

Fortunately, the old primitive man was smart, otherwise he would have been starved to death, and then dried into a specimen-like existence, becoming the most aggrieved time traveler in history.

The special meat soup moistened Han Cheng's chapped lips and flowed into his thirsty mouth. He tried his best to control his tongue, which could only move slightly, swallowing this life-saving meat soup like rain.

Seeing that this method was effective, the old primitive man had a smile on his face.

Seeing that the weird man in front of him drank all the water in the 'bone bowl', and about half of the minced meat remained in the bowl, he went to the stone basin to scoop some water, stirred it, and then fed it to Han Cheng.

Chapter 7 No response from the listening wall to the bottom? !it's over now

Han Cheng swore that he had never had such a delicious meat soup.

Although this meat soup was made in a very unique way, without adding any seasoning, not even salt, but he can still say with certainty that this is really the most delicious food he has ever eaten.

After eating three bowls of water in a row, Han Chengcai ate all the minced meat in the 'bone bowl'.

The old primitive man seemed very happy that the wooden Han Cheng could eat the meals he invented.

He put the empty bone bowl back to its original place, looked at Han Cheng with a smile on his back, and then tentatively said some words to him, and also made some gestures.

Han Cheng couldn't understand or understand the meaning of the old primitive man. Even if he understood, all he could respond was to roll his eyes and blink like now.

The old primitive man worked hard like this for a while, seeing that Han Cheng seemed to be unable to understand what he meant, so he stopped doing useless work, but turned around and started busy with his work.

After waking up today, Han Chengcheng knew that the old primitive man in front of him was a man of culture.

This is easy to tell, because in this cave, which appears to be a relatively independent small cave, there are many stone slabs, and many simple and clumsy characters are carved on the stone slabs.

Um, maybe it can be described with a picture.

It was very similar to the ones he saw on the rock wall before crossing.

And now the old primitive man is using a stone to slowly carve on a slate that is not fully written.

What is a person who can write but not a cultural person?Especially in primitive times.

Han Cheng squinted at the old primitive man's hand holding the stone, wanting to see what he was going to portray.

However, until he fell asleep, he didn't see why.

This is not because the old primitive man's writing is too simple and Han Cheng can't understand it, but because the old primitive man's writing speed is too slow, so slow that Han Cheng fell asleep before the two characters were written...

When I woke up again, the sky was already a little dark, and a kind of primitive man who went out returned with the joy of harvest.

"boom!"

The paunchy second senior brother shook his shoulders, and a heavy prey fell from his shoulders to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, blowing the flames into flickering, almost extinguished.

Han Cheng looked over and recognized that it was a wild boar. Judging by its size, it weighed about [-] catties. I don't know how they caught and killed such a big guy.

Today is a harvest day. In addition to this big wild boar, there are three small wild boars weighing more than ten kilograms.

It seems that they are taking this family of wild boars.

There are also some women who spread out the animal skin parcels they held in their hands, revealing the green and yellowed fruits inside.

These fruits were all placed in the place where the eldest brother took the fruits last night.

All the people in the tribe were happy, looking at the precious food with joy.

Because they caught a lot of prey today, they can have a good meal!

Under the arrangement of the elder brother, the people in the cave worked methodically and enthusiastically.

Brother Sha used a stone knife to cut open the stomachs of four wild boars of different sizes.

Eviscerated the wild boar and gave the intestines to the lame, emaciated man.

With the help of his wife, the crippled man walked out of the cave with these intestines, and after a while, his wife came in with a hanging hanging of pig intestines that had been processed.

To the guy who made the dinner while she went on out to help his man with the pig intestines.

Han Cheng blinked, but he didn't expect that this lame primitive man was also a master at handling intestines.

The other people were not idle either, they were very busy with skinning, meat, and sausages.

As everyone was busy, the smell of meat soon spread in the cave.

The food served tonight was really rich. In addition to the four sets of pigs, there was also a small wild boar roasted.

After the food is baked, it is the eldest brother who will do it first.

He tore off a piece of fat from the roasted pork, made another piece of intestine, and gave it to the old primitive man like his master first.

The old primitive man pointed at Han Cheng, and said a few words to the elder brother with gestures. The elder brother nodded, and then raised his head and looked at Han Cheng curiously.

Then went out to grab some more from the pile of baked goods.

Han Cheng didn't recognize the black one.