Prehistoric husband and wife salted fish turn over

Master Kang, the elite hunter... Uh, he's not green tea, Uncle Kang.Uncle Kang has had enough addiction...in fact, he has not had enough addiction at all. The urge to spray around with a blow dart is surging all over his body, which makes him uncomfortable, just as painful as an orgasm being interrupted by someone.But as an elite hunter, he wants to further observe the performance of the blowgun, such as operability, ease of use and so on.So I reluctantly returned the blowtorch to Kit, wondering what kind of performance young hunters can make with it.It's not that he is picky, but as a senior hunter, when he gets a good item, he will instinctively examine its overall performance and know what it is.

Then things got messy, Sun Zhixin only made two sets of blowguns, and there were four young people present, all eager to express themselves, and even more eager to try out the new weapon of blowing arrows.At this time, who cares if you are the patriarch's son or a good friend?Get out of the way, and let's talk after grabbing the blowgun.

The four young men were snatching around there, if they didn't care about disturbing the prey, they might have fought.

Sun Zhixin's superficial vanity was greatly satisfied when the things he made were looted by others.Seeing the four young men arguing again, Sun Zhixin sighed and came out to uphold justice, divided the remaining arrows into four and handed them over to the four.He made a total of 57 darts, and after removing those that were used or wasted, there were 41 more.There are ten sticks for each of the four people. Well, Ogg, we have one, so we got one more.

Ogedo got an arrow, and gave Sun Zhixin a condescending look like an emperor looking at his courtiers—he was indeed taller than Sun Zhixin, as if Sun Zhixin should have made contributions like this.This annoyed Sun Zhixin again, and he almost couldn't help but run away on the spot and beat up the awkward boy Ogg.It's...not cute at all!It's better to be a little black dog, obedient and well-behaved, and knows how to pick up arrows, unlike these rags, who only know how to shoot, shoot, shoot!Live mad!

Without the burden of Sun Zhixin, a half-baked and first-time nocturnal hunter, the four young hunters quickly melted into the dark forest, and only Yu Kang was there to accompany Sun Zhixin.Just like Qi Geli, Uncle Kang felt that Sun Zhixin was different, and keenly discovered his importance, so he instinctively and subconsciously protected him.Sun Zhixin became a national treasure once again.

It's just that Kang is different from Zigley, Zigley just guards him quietly.Kang's requirements were even higher, and he took Sun Zhixin to an open space with plenty of moonlight, and slowly stretched out his body to demonstrate night-walking stealth skills to Sun Zhixin.Sun Zhixin is open-minded and eager to learn, and sincerely admires these powerful hunters. He concentrates on watching them carefully, exerts all his learning abilities, and absorbs the skills of survival in different time and space like a sponge.This made Master Kang extremely satisfied. After a while, he loved Sun Zhixin more than his own son. He made up his mind to let Sun Zhixin go hunting when he had the opportunity, and proved to the patriarch that he had misunderstood his own Jima. Hunter Nova.More importantly, Bidaatharasu's hunting skills were taught by himself!This became Kang's favorite place.

About an hour later, the four young hunters finished shooting the blowguns, and ran out of the woods excitedly, more or less holding prey in their hands.At this moment, there was no need to suppress the silence, Rickon took the lead and said loudly: "Papa, I hunted the night fox!"

"I've hunted it too!" Kit shouted excitedly, "Haha, this is the first time I've hunted this cunning thing."

In fact, the four of them gained the most. He got three egrets, a squirrel-like rodent that was bigger than a squirrel.Four of the eleven blow darts hit, a hit rate close to 40.00%, which is amazing.But he didn't catch the night fox, so he had a stinky face and a constipated expression.The rest had three prey for Robes, two for Kit, and two for Rickon, but both of them had caught the elusive night fox.

Kang exited the stealth state and stood up straight. He was once again pleasantly surprised by the ease and sharpness of the blowgun, and said, "Go back!"

The five people retreated from the woods, and Buku's three children had already waited impatiently, and they were bitten all over by mosquitoes.Seeing five people come out, they shouted eagerly: "How, how? What did you hunt?"

Immediately seeing that all five of them had harvested, they immediately cheered loudly, as happy as if they had also hunted their prey.

When the nine returned to the camp, they were greeted with amazed and disbelieving eyes from the camp residents.

"Ha! Those boys really hunted back their prey!"

"How many boys also want to hunt at night? It's Kang's credit."

"Nonsense, Kang's hand is empty. But Bidaacharasu has prey in his hand, so he can hunt too?"

"He shouldn't be too bad, I heard him fighting with the patriarch in the tent every night..."

Sun Zhixin's face darkened immediately, because he couldn't help but think of the fight that followed immediately after the fight, and thus recalled his sad fate of being oppressed continuously.People are still talking about it: "Is that a white-headed heron? Have you hunted birds?"

"Hey, there are also night foxes!"

"Huh? Really? That thing is hard to hunt."

Some wiser ones were already asking: "Hey! Kit, how did you hunt these? What's that in your hand? A weapon?"

Kit was proud and started waving the blower in his hand.

"Is this the only way to hunt it?" Someone refused to believe it.

Jitra sneered, wanting to prove herself.It's a pity that the arrows were shot again, so he looked at Sun Zhixin for help.

Kang waved his hand to tell people not to come up to watch, grabbed Sun Zhixin tightly, and said, "Come on, follow me to the patriarch!"

Master Kang is nearly two meters tall. Sun Zhixin was caught by him like a chicken, and he dragged him away involuntarily.Wow, he doesn't want to see Naru... that person doesn't allow him to risk himself, and if he finds out, he dares to trick people to go hunting at night when it's more dangerous. If he gets angry, wouldn't his ass want suffer?Yes, his legs are inconvenient now, but with that person's aggressive style, there is no guarantee that he will not settle accounts later.

Sun Zhixin subconsciously covered his buttocks and yelled strangely, "I won't go!"

But the whole tribe lacked everything, except for warriors. Sun Zhixin was dragged by Kang with brute force, and his feet plowed two shallow furrows on the ground, but he was dragged into the Nalu tent irresistibly.

"Oh, Master Kong, Naru is sleeping...uh... Naru, you're awake!" Sun Zhixin was embarrassed, and met Naru with a half-smile and mixed eyes of helplessness and blame.

"Have fun, didn't you?" Naru said, turning his dark brown eyes to glance at the small scars on Sun Zhixin's face cut by sharp leaves, and frowning uncontrollably.

"Hey, hey!" Sun Zhixin laughed dryly, trying to hide behind Kang and play stealth to get away.

Naru said again: "When I was injured, no one would care about me. No one cares about my life."

Sun Zhixin suddenly felt guilty, and rushed to Nalu's side, smirking: "Who said that? Mouth! I fuck his sister! This is to get you food to replenish your body, so that the injury will heal quickly! Buku! "

The little black dog ran over, not daring to look at his father, but only looked at Sun Zhixin: "Jimma?"

"Go, bring the clay pot back, the master will make a big meal, and reward the warriors who hunt tonight!"

Nalu pursed his lips tightly, wanting to laugh but forced himself to hold back. Based on the time spent together, he already understood Sun Zhixin's virtue of being bright when given a little sunshine, and he was almost out of control. You can't encourage his unhealthy tendencies any longer.However, the flash of guilt on Sun Zhixin's face made him very happy. Maybe that person didn't know that he couldn't let go of himself.Well, he would be more satisfied if he didn't have those scars on his tender face.I told him not to let him take risks, but in the end he still scratched his face in the woods, which is really distressing.Naru became more determined not to let Sun Zhixin go hunting.

Kang was about to discuss blowing arrows with Nalu and let Sun Zhixin participate in the hunting. Looking at Naru's face, he knew that Sun Zhixin would definitely not be allowed to participate.Can his patriarch Kang not know?That is a stubborn cow!At least not for now.Kang planned to go back to the tent and talk about it later when he found an opportunity. He didn't believe that Naru could really hide a good person and never show up.

Sun Zhixin quickly grabbed him: "Master Kang, don't go, stay and try my craft."

Kang didn't mind when Sun Zhixin called him strangely.To be honest, he had heard Ogg mention many times that the food made by his Jima was very delicious, and he was very hungry, so he sat down generously immediately.

Ogg was still feeling a little awkward about the dinner, so he saluted Naru and was about to leave.Naru sighed, and shouted, "Aug, your Gemma is going to make a new meal, come and taste it."

Ogg was overjoyed and immediately grinned.

Sun Zhixin curled his lips, despising Aoge from the bottom of his heart.Damn, I tried to persuade you for a long time, but you refused to smile. Whenever your father talked to you, you laughed until you showed all your teeth. Really, very uncute!

After a while, Buku came back with a stone pot. He peeked at his father and didn't seem to be angry, so he boldly asked Lu Gaoyin and the other teenagers to sit down too.

Naru's patriarch's tent was indeed bigger, but not by much. At this moment, ten people were crowded together, and of course they couldn't fit in. Half of the people were sitting outside the tent.

Buku was already proficiently lighting a fire, and Sun Zhixin took the salt he refined and some dried mushrooms to the river, and took the hunted white-headed heron to the river to remove its hair, cut it open, cleaned it, and removed its internal organs. Stuff mushrooms on an empty stomach, then spread the salt and then mix the mud and salt, and finally spread this salt mud on the whole chicken, only a thin layer is applied, and it is better to peel off the whole shell after the mud dries .

This method is a very simple method of salt-baked chicken, which is very different from the similar method of beggar chicken, which is also baked with mud.Beggar chicken is thick in mud, while mud-baked chicken is thinner; Beggar chicken is made of thin mud, while mud-baked chicken is made of salt mud; The chicken must be seasoned with a large number of seasonings to remove the fishy smell of the chicken meat; while the salt-baked chicken is to eat the fresh, fragrant and tender chicken itself, while retaining the strong salty aroma.Generally speaking, beggar chicken is fat and tender, and salt-baked chicken is salty and fragrant. The cooking methods are similar, but the taste and texture are very different.

A total of eight white-headed egrets were all wiped with salt mud, and piled up by the fire to be heated and salted.The size of the white-headed heron is as big as two pigeons. Sun Zhixin had never seen this species of bird in the original time and space. Seeing the white feathers on its head, he guessed that it got its name because of this.I also saw that after the hair is removed, the muscles are tight and the fat looks more. It should be delicious if it is baked with salt.But Sun Zhixin, the two night raccoons, didn't touch them, because they are not suitable for doing it now.

I also washed some goat's milk, and planned to use some of it to make sweet fruit soup, and some of it to entertain guests as snacks.

The author has something to say: Regarding height, is 178 short?

According to the data in 2010, Beijing is the highest at 174.17, Sichuan is 166.68, and I am 179, which is slightly higher than the average person most of the time.

In ancient times, if human power was used to fight against nature, the body would generally be taller and larger.For example, the excavated ancient corpses from the Three Kingdoms period, the data recovered are larger than those of modern people.

Besides Xiaoxin's setting, I didn't feel that 178 was short.Especially for a young man who learns free fighting and likes field travel, you can imagine what he looks like.Referring to Xiaoxin's sharp attack again, don't think of the protagonist as a beautiful boy, I have no love for that thing...

If Xiaoxin is really short, go back and change the settings, and directly inject the heightening agent to make it 185!