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Looking forward~ Grabbing the rabbit's ear with one hand, he lifted it up. In order to show Cheng Yang, he specially raised the rabbit high.

The gray and white rabbit is in good shape, and its plump body is constantly twisting and struggling in the air.

Seeing the fiercely fighting rabbit, Cheng Yang hurried up to take it.

He was really worried that if he let go of his hand suddenly, he would let it go.

Seeing that Cheng Yang was about to grab the rabbit in his hand, he became anxious and hurriedly stopped him.

"Hey, Cheng Yang, you can't catch it like this..."

He turned around, avoiding Cheng Yang's overstretched hand, and carried the rabbit away from Cheng Yang. He pointed to the two front teeth exposed by the rabbit.

"Did you see, its teeth are sharp, if you grab it like this, you will be bitten by it!"

After listening to Meng's explanation, Cheng Yang finally noticed that the rabbit's front teeth were indeed extraordinarily sharp and gleaming coldly. If it was really bitten, it would definitely be uncomfortable.

"Then you have to hold on tighter, it bounces vigorously, in case you don't catch it..."

Cheng Yang, who hadn't eaten delicious food for a long time, kept a close eye on the rabbit in Meng's hand, for fear that he would accidentally let it go.

Meng didn't care, and shook the hand holding the rabbit's ear back and forth.

"Hey, if I shake it a few more times, it will faint."

There was a malicious smile on his face, and he really shook the rabbit vigorously.

The poor rabbit was unable to struggle after a while.

Seeing this, Cheng Yang said seriously, "How did you catch this rabbit?"

The rabbit was not injured, and looked alive and kicking. It didn't look like it was subdued by force.

What's more, using force is not enough. Animals like rabbits grow too small and run fast. The stone axes and wooden forks that are used for hunting in the tribe today are useless.

It would be great if there is a bow and arrow, no matter it is a bird or a beast, you can shoot and kill with a bow and arrow.

Thinking of this, he changed his mind, maybe he should think of a way to make bows and arrows.

Before he could think too much, his thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

Usually he was always naive and fierce, but now he showed a sly smile.

"Did I learn this method from you?"

He pretended to be tricky, and said slowly: "I saw you digging pits to raise sheep, so you dug many small pits in the dense forest, and covered them with withered grass..."

"I didn't expect a silly rabbit to get in there..."

Grinning violently, the fleshy face squeezed the eyes into a thin slit.

Cheng Yang felt incredible, couldn't this rabbit know how to dig holes?

"Didn't it dig a hole and escape?"

"Hey, it dug a hole, but unfortunately it was caught by me before it escaped!"

"Cheng Yang, let's eat this rabbit together!"

"Row!"

The tribe usually eats together, like Fenglei who hurt his leg, he is responsible for the food in the tribe.

But for children as old as Cheng Yang and Meng, if they can get extra food and want to secretly start a small stove, no one will say anything.

After all, eating together in the tribe is a last resort to save food, and Cheng Yang and Meng eat alone, which can also save food in the tribe. The tribe knows that it is too late to be happy.

Cheng Yang was excited when he thought of some private goods he had prepared recently, and he said to Meng, "Wait for me a while, I'll go get those good things!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran to his tent.

"Hey, wait, what are you doing?"

He stretched out his hand violently to stop him, but Cheng Yang had already run away, so he had to put down his outstretched hand and wait boredly.

Alas, I don't know why Cheng Yang went there, he is so hungry now.

He looked at the center of the tribe, where Uncle Fenglei lived, and it was smoking now.

Uncle Fenglei has already fired, and they don't know how long they will have to wait, but when they think of having dinner with Cheng Yang and the pleasant experience of eating last time, it's nothing to wait a little longer.

Cheng Yang, who ran all the way back to the tent, packed up the equipment he had prepared for a long time.

A large flat stone, several rough wooden boxes, and two sets of tableware.

The big stone was specially ground by him, and it was just right for frying meat.Several wooden boxes are filled with various ingredients, which are all made by himself from the raw materials picked in the dense forest.

The food in the tribe is generally very simple, and the meat obtained from hunting is used for roasting or cooking soup.

Because salt is rare and precious, when we ate barbecue before, it was the kind without salt.

Cheng Yang had thought about making some ingredients by himself before. Eating those unpalatable foods every day is really depressing, especially after enjoying the delicious food in the past, it is simply unbearable.

There are a lot of materials in the dense forest, some of which look very similar to some condiment plants of later generations, but he can't be sure whether they are the same, let alone taste it rashly, if it is poisonous, he will really lose his life .Therefore, he can only look at the various flowers and plants in the dense forest and sigh, there is no way.

But since the chickadee brought back the two lambs, Cheng Yang has more tools to test the poison. He often collects some strange fruits and feeds them to identify whether they are poisonous.

After many experiments, he successfully concocted concentrated edible condiments, which were packed in several wooden boxes.

Now that Meng just caught a rabbit, isn't it a good opportunity to enjoy delicious food.

Thinking about roasted rabbit meat, lightly brushed with a layer of sauce, Cheng Yang was so excited.

In fact, he didn't pay much attention to his appetite, but at this moment, he was very excited to be able to eat delicious food.

Holding these things carefully, Cheng Yang and Meng walked to Uncle Fenglei's tent. Although they planned to eat alone, they had to go and tell them so that the clansmen would not worry.

"Uncle, you don't need to prepare food for Cheng Yang and me!"

Like a small cannonball, he rushed to Fenglei's side quickly and raised the rabbit in his hand.

"Look, Cheng Yang and I are eating this today!"

At this moment, many people have come over, everyone is waiting to eat, they don't care when they see Meng and Cheng Yang firing alone.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the tribe. If lucky people hunt small animals, some people will choose to fire alone.

But more people gave the food to Fenglei, thinking it would be troublesome to fire alone.

Isn’t it fun to sit and wait for your food, why do it yourself?

So a group of clansmen just sat on the ground, grinding various stone tools in their hands, while watching the two boys, Cheng Yang and Meng, busy with their work.

Cheng Yang handed over the matter of killing the rabbit to Meng, and he cleaned up the fire.

He picked several stones of the same size, arranged them into a simple hearth, and placed the flat stone slabs on the hearth.

Then, under the surprised gazes of the clansmen, Cheng Yang took out some fruit cores from his pocket.

He smashed open the core with a big stone, and a white round kernel came out. Cheng Yang smashed a few cores and got out a lot of kernels. He put the kernels on the stone pot and rubbed vigorously , After a while, the nucleolus is gone.

"Hey, Cheng Yang, what are you doing?"

"That's right, Cheng Yang, what did you say you put in the stone pot?"

"It's a fruit core, I think it's a fruit core, why is there still something white inside after smashing it open?"

Cheng Yang chuckled, and he didn't hide anything, and handed the remaining kernels to the curious clansmen.

"This is what's in the fruit pit, so let's make the kernel. The kernel of this fruit is ground into a stone, which can be used to coat the stone pot with oil."

Cheng Yang tried to collect animal oil before, but he and Meng ate it soon, and there was not much animal oil, so he hasn't saved it until now.

But in addition to animal oil, vegetable oil is also good.

The kernels of some fruits contain oil, but very few. Cheng Yang found that this kind of fruit also exists in the dense forest, so he saved a lot of kernels.

After rubbing the kernels on the slate, you can only see that the color of the slate has become darker. Unlike animal oil, you can see a lot of oil droplets, but it is better than nothing, and it is better than nothing.

"What's the use of this oil?"

"Why can't I see any difference? Is there something on the slate?"

Several clansmen looked around the stove that Cheng Yang had piled up, and asked about their doubts.

Cheng Yang didn't say much. At this moment, Meng had already handled the rabbits. Cheng Yang took the rabbit meat and cut them into thin slices with a stone knife.

"Hey, why don't you pick it up with a stick?"

"Yes, without sticks, how will you eat later?"

Many tribesmen rushed to the tribe. When they ate barbecue, they put the meat on wooden sticks and roasted it on the fire. When the meat was cooked, they could grab the sticks and eat the meat.

Now that Cheng Yang cut the meat into slices, there was no way to put them on the stick. The sliced ​​meat was too thin, and the stick would be burnt, and the meat would fall into the fire.

The clansmen looked at the rabbit meat, all showing regretful expressions.

Alas, the meat fell into the fire, but it didn't taste good.

Meng Meng, who had eaten fried eggs once, was not in a hurry at all. He told the people around him flamboyantly, "We eat with chopsticks, we don't need wooden sticks, and we don't need to grab them with our hands."

In the past, the sticks were burnt during the barbecue, and then the tribe had to grab the meat that fell into the fire with their hands and eat it.

Cheng Yang said that it's not good for your health, and worms will grow in your belly.

Meng and Cheng Yang caught worms together to prepare food for the chicks. Thinking of the disgusting worms growing in his stomach, he decided to listen to Cheng Yang in the future and never use his hands!

What are chopsticks?

The clansmen in the tribe looked bewildered, and they took out the tableware prepared by Cheng Yang as if offering a treasure, which were two thin wooden sticks.

Isn't this a stick?It's just a lot thinner.

After a few days of secret practice, Meng was able to use chopsticks proficiently. He imitated the action of pinching things with his straight hand to the tribe, but people didn't think it was amazing.

They couldn't understand why Meng was so proud.

Isn't it just two sticks?It's even thinner than theirs, what's so good about it?

Meng is persistently giving the benefits of chopsticks to the tribe, but people don't realize it at all.

While they were arguing, Cheng Yang had already cut up all the mutton and fried them one by one on the stone pot. From time to time, he would grind the kernels a few times and add some butter. Sprinkle with the seasonings prepared earlier.

A strange fragrance gradually filled the air.