I live in prehistoric

Gong Xi went to Antique Street to live broadcast again.

Strictly speaking, Antique Street is not a place to sell real and fake antiques everywhere (anything related to cultural relics is now strictly managed by the state), but a street with a long history that has never been demolished.Row upon row of small windows sell all kinds of antique or old-fashioned gadgets. The shopkeepers are all dressed in ancient clothes, from primitive savage costumes, to dignified Hanfu and Tang suits, to Qing Dynasty flag suits, to modern times. The tunic jeans…

Gong Xi only left a pair of underwear that can control the temperature of the body surface, and walked on the antique street in the well-fitting suit that the social elites loved to wear 50 years ago, chatting with the stall owners to make fun of it.

"Boss, isn't this a spatula? What's there to sell!"

"What do you know! This is a real antique, used by my grandparents, and it has been kept for more than 40 years! There are not many stainless steel things now! Look, it is still rusty. Rusty stainless steel, can you Is it worth it?"

"Rusty stainless steel? Are you sure it's not a counterfeit product?"

"Go away! It's like you've drank real 'tap water'! How much is a liter of water now?"

"Boss, you have jumped out. In the past, people only charged 'tons' for tap water..."

"You're the one making trouble! Go away! Go away!"

At this time, a small chip implanted in Gong Xi's ear transmitted and projected the barrage information sent by netizens in the form of waves in his mind:

"Actually, my family's spatula 30 years ago had to be replaced because of rust."

"The ancients like to give some exaggerated and self-deceiving names to some old inventions!"

"Steel has been eliminated for 40 years..."

"I miss it so much! But there are still too many steel products left, and I can't throw them away. They have no collection value."

Gong Xi left a note, "Actually, I also keep a full set of stainless steel tableware at home, hehehe" and withdrew.

Number of viewers: 1123 people.Gong Xi sighed, this is his third year of live broadcasting, and his grades are still dismal... Perhaps, he should change jobs.But, how should I talk to Wen Ge?

Driving a solar-powered scooter, he drove to the research laboratory in Vancouver with mixed feelings.

"Hey, you look so handsome! It's a pity that such a costume has been eliminated!" Brother Wen was wearing a seemingly ordinary white coat, which is said to be able to resist 90.00% of bacteria and improve the accuracy of the experiment.

After all, the previous clothes didn't have the function of regulating temperature. When Gong Xi tried on the clothes he bought, the rough fabric rubbed his skin all over his body, and he felt suffocated after wearing it for a while.

"Brother Wen, it's a pity that you lent me the live broadcast chip, I...maybe not suitable for this job..." Gong Xi stammered and said that he wanted to give up, but before he could finish speaking, Brother Wen interrupted him .

"I should be the one thanking you for being a volunteer to help me with the experiment. This chip is your reward, can we still keep in touch through it?" Wen Ge stroked his head and comforted him skillfully.

Wen Ge was a senior at the same school who was two grades higher than Gong Xi, specializing in the research of high-tech equipment.However, Gong Xi has cultivated the most miscellaneous and useless classic cultural media, memorizing a lot of old sesame seeds and rotten millet all day long, plus not knowing how to find a springboard, doomed to mediocrity after graduation.

When he first came into contact with live broadcasting, Gong Xi felt that this was a career tailor-made for him. To be able to make money by showing off knowledge by one person, it is not too fun!

It failed... because everyone doesn't really want to know those useless little knowledge.For example, "tap water", "stainless steel" and so on... Only these thousands of fans have accompanied him to persevere, and he still doesn't know what they want from him...

Curiosity?curiosity?Embarrassed?Voyeurism?

"Thank you, Brother Wen." Gong Xi tried to smile, and couldn't waste Brother Wen's precious time because of herself.

"Are you in a good mood? If you are good, continue to help me with this time-traveling experiment."

I knew he wasn't that kind!Gong Xi glared at him depressedly.

"Okay, okay! Stop acting like a baby! I know you are the cutest! Be good! Sit on it!" Brother Wen patted his buttocks, pointing to a single-seat-like device.

"Don't pat my ass! You don't like me, why are you teasing me!" Gong Xi arrogantly took advantage of it.Every time I coax him to do experiments, I feel that that little favor is being used!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I've calmed down...I've pressed start!" He said, staring at him with bright eyes.

Do you think that if you widen your eyes, I can disappear under your nose?Gong Xi twitched her lips helplessly.It seems that someone has already succeeded in the study of time and space in time travel, why does he still follow suit?

Really should let everyone take a good look at the true face of this Frankenstein... Gong Xi started the live broadcast.

"Hey, what is this doing?"

"The legendary Trojan horse?"

"I heard that there was a torture device in ancient times, which was to make people sit on strange things..."

"It looks very advanced, can you stop thinking about evil upstairs?"

"After listening to the upstairs, I want to know what the second and third floors are talking about!"

"Does that strange man in a white coat want to do in-depth research on Xiao Gongxi..."

When Gong Xi was in a daze, Wen Ge's eyes were rounder than eggs. He stretched out his arm and pointed at the gradually blurred Gong Xi, trembling: "Gong Gong Gong... Xi... you have a good journey..."

Gong Xi frowned: "What the hell?"

Before disappearing, he heard Wen Ge's hysterical roar: "I succeeded! Xiao Gonggong..."

Gong Xi's face was dark, and he secretly scolded this person for being so annoying!You are the little eunuch!Huh, my eyes are blurred?Why is the line of sight distorted?

Looking at the empty seats, Brother Wen worried: "Oh, what should Xiao Gonggong do?"

where is this?

He was standing on a dirt slope surrounded by thatched huts of different heights and sizes, about a dozen or so circles around.Is this a product left by modern people in order to develop a naive tourism industry?

The sky is exceptionally blue, the air is exceptionally fresh, and there are endless woods and grasslands in sight...

Brother Wen, where did you get me?

"I @#￥ (block words), what the hell is this? Time travel?"

"Oh my god! I can still see such a scene while watching the live broadcast when I'm bored!"

"Damn it! Where is this?"

"I always thought they were lying when they said that the traversal technology was successful... Actually, what I watched was not a live broadcast?"

"What are those things, lumps? Could it be a place where people live?"

"Speaking of which, where are people? Is there anyone?"

It turned out that the live broadcast was still going on!Gong Xi forced herself to calm down and called Wen Ge.

Waited for about 2 minutes before there was a response.

"Oh! Xiao Gonggong...cough, Gong Xi, you have successfully traveled in time and space, and you still remember me, so touched!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Where is this? How do I go back?"

"Hello? What are you saying? I can't hear you!"

"..."

"Gong Xi, let me tell you, you have to live broadcast as much as possible and increase the signal strength so that I can locate the coordinates and pull you back."

Without waiting for Gong Xi to respond, Wenger (yes, his name) hastily hung up the communication, intercepted the test data and calculated crazily.Muttering in his mouth: "It's over, it's over, the coordinate data is overflowing, and it can't be analyzed..."

"Xiao Gongxi was hit and has been motionless for a long time!"

"I thought it was because the signal was not good there, and the frame was stuck!"

"Oh my god, it's so touching, it's ancient times!"

"Blogger, I'll give you coins, you say something!"

"Uncle, why are you standing here stupidly, don't you go to the ground?" A clear girl's voice... a living person!

Gong Xi hurriedly lowered her head, and saw a little girl with a gray face and a yellow and thin face.He squatted down and looked at her: "I'm a brother, not an uncle. How old are you? Don't you go to school?"

"How old is it? What is that? What is 'learning' for? Can you grow something to eat? You look just like my dad..."

Gong Xi was stunned again.She doesn't know how old she is?She doesn't know what school is?

"This, this, this is the legendary out-of-school children!"

"I heard that in the past people got married very early, but in modern times they got married very late."

"Do you really not need to go to school? I'm so envious!"

"Our current studies are not too heavy, right? Upstairs? In modern times, that's called hard work."

Gong Xi recovered her voice, and asked in a harsh voice, "Sister, have all your family members gone to farm?"

"Planting the land? I don't understand, they went to the fields to find food!" The little girl blinked her dark eyes, and really couldn't understand what the uncle was thinking.

Gong Xi was at a loss for words, looking for something to eat?Is eating by collecting?How long ago was that?

Looking at the little girl lost in thought, he suddenly asked with interest: "Sister, are you wearing a silk dress?" Although it doesn't feel like the visual effect of a museum exhibition...

"This is sackcloth! Uncle, what you are wearing is very strange!"

Gong Xi was dazed again.Hemp, hemp, hemp?When was that worn?

"Hemp should be the material before the appearance of silk."

"I thought she was wearing a cotton coat..."

"What is hemp? Isn't the cotton coat the kind of thick jacket, the kind of red and green that was once popular..."

"Fei Shi'er, who are you talking to?" A rough voice yelled over.

"Father, there's a strange uncle here!" The girl pointed at the bewildered Gong Xi.

This parent looks like he is 50 or [-] years old. Why does he look like him?

"What's wrong? Have you taken a fancy to this Ni'er? Then... I'll give it to you!" As he said that, the rough man pushed the little girl away, and left in a hurry.

"What...what's the situation? Gave it to him?"

"What does 'give him' mean, to be a wife or a daughter? This is too dramatic!"

"Perhaps it is possible to think she is a girl?"

"Uncle... I can only be with you from now on... Dad doesn't want me anymore... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Amid the girl's cries, Gong Xi walked out as if she had lost her soul, as if she could leave this strange world...

The people who came back one after another looked at him in strange clothes, and their eyes almost popped out in surprise.

He was squatting by a river, not knowing what was going on with it all.

"How can you shit here? This is up (upstream)."

Who, who shit?Who is in this kind of windy place...why speak so vulgarly?I'm still wearing pants!

Huh?This man is so good-looking!

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A thatched house: during the farming period, the ancestors in the settlement got rid of their innate dependence on nature, walked out of the cave, and created a way of living.Farming hasn't even started in the text.

[-]. Gathering: Human economic activities in the Paleolithic Age mainly obtained food through fruit picking, hunting or fishing.

Sanma: It’s not the same as flax (I made a mistake before, I knelt down), as early as the Neolithic Age more than 5000 years ago, Swiss lake dwellers and ancient Egyptians began to cultivate and weave flax, but it was introduced into my country a hundred years ago.my country's original linen is made of crude fiber.Later, Leizu, the wife of the Yellow Emperor, raised silkworms and reeled silk, and silk was born.

Let's try our best to make out the prehistoric things in China (づ￣3￣)づ