Prehistoric husband and wife salted fish turn over

The taste of Baked Egret with oil and salt is really delicious. Firstly, the game itself has a strong taste, and secondly, the method of salt-baking has a thick aftertaste of salt. The whole group enjoyed eating very much. They only sigh that there are too few blow arrows to eat. Shoot a few more and come back.

The children ate so much that their hands and mouths were full of oil. Buku liked to eat wings the most. Ogg picked the wings and gave them to him to eat. The little black dog smiled happily and leaned on his brother's lap all the time.

Kang Kuo has never stopped chewing. Also, prehistoric human food comes first, so there is no such thing as being polite.He sighed while eating, and said, "Naru, I'm worried. After tasting this kind of taste here, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat the food made by my woman..."

The rest of the people nodded heartily.It's really delicious, and it's completely unexpected that food can also make this delicious.

Sun Zhixin tried his best to ignore Naru's gaze, and said, "What's the matter? Whoever wants to ask me, I'll teach him."

"Okay!" Kang pushed his thigh hard: "I will call my woman to learn from you tomorrow."

Sun Zhixin nodded, tore half a salt-baked egret into finer pieces, and placed it in front of Nalu.The lust in Naru's eyes finally faded, and he turned around Sun Zhixin gently, picked up something and started to eat.After taking a sip, he nodded and praised: "It's really delicious!"

Kang said: "It is indeed fragrant. This reminds me of another problem."

Naru said: "I know what you want to say, let the blowgun be applied to hunting."

Kang Zhengse nodded: "I have seen its power, and it will definitely be of great help to us. At least seeing small prey is no longer like watching them escape like before, but has the possibility of hunting. Naru, I'm thinking……"

Ogg quickly answered: "Make a large number of blow darts, one for each!"

"Yes!" Kang said.

Naru raised his eyes to look at Sun Zhixin, and left the decision to him.

Sun Zhixin's purpose of making blowguns was to improve the efficiency of hunting, so he immediately said without delay: "I will teach you how to make it."

readily!Kang gave Sun Zhixin a thumbs-up, and said: "The footsteps of winter are getting closer and closer. The sooner we start, the less the loss of personnel will be reduced in winter. I think it's time to do it now!"

Both Nalu and Sun Zhixin felt that it was not too late, Nalu said: "It is inconvenient for me to be injured, you will exercise the authority of the patriarch for me."

Kang immediately grabbed a piece of white-headed heron breast meat and walked out of the tent like a wolf, and then heard him shouting in a rough voice, asking the whole camp to pick bamboo at night to make blowguns.

This is the first time in the history of the entire tribe that the whole battalion has taken part in a night event.The patriarch's right to speak has the highest command significance for the entire tribe, even if Kang temporarily acts as Nalu's task.Soon, the whole camp was in operation, torches were lit, and people crossed the river in groups to collect bamboo skills.

The rest of the people in the tent went out after swallowing the food in a few mouthfuls.Sun Zhixin also wanted to help, but was stopped by Nalu: "Xiaoxin, I will teach you all the bamboo skills after you come back. You should take a rest first, and you will definitely be busy until midnight."

Sun Zhixin thought for a while, and sat down on the ground as promised.

After a one-night dinner, Sun Zhixin learned more about the distribution principles of the Naru tribe.The prey that is hunted together, or the harvest that is picked together, is shared by the patriarch.And the master who has completed it independently has the right to distribute, which is the default principle of secondary distribution.Like the blowing arrows he made alone, the bamboo worms brought back by Berner are not within the scope of the joint distribution.Such a distribution principle is much more humane than the method of sharing everything that I originally thought.Sun Zhixin remembers reading an article before, saying that the United States landed on a small island in the Pacific Ocean during World War II, and presented a bed sheet to the local Tu tribe chief, but the chief took it back and tore it into small pieces, one for each person... Fortunately, Nalu’s Clans are not such idiots. In a certain sense, private property can promote human motivation, which is also an aspect of social progress.Where is it possible to share everything?The wife also took it out and shared it with everyone, so everyone slept in turns?No kidding...

I was thinking wildly there, and I thought it was funny, when I heard Naru say: "Xiaoxin, come here."

Sun Zhixin took a look at Nalu, and was relieved to find that there was no estrus-like desire in his eyes, so he walked over to him.

Naru dragged out a stone bowl from his side, which was filled with the meat of the egret.Everyone saw that he was inconvenient, and they would put it in Nalu's place while eating, but they didn't expect him to store up the whole bowl.

Sun Zhixin looked at Nalu incomprehensibly, and Naru said, "You've been busy all night, and you haven't eaten anything. Come, I reserved this for you."

Looking at the bowl of egret meat, Sun Zhixin's heart instantly warmed up.Who doesn't like the feeling of being cared for?Immediately, he felt as if he had drunk honey in his heart, and the eyes he looked at Naru softened.

"Come and eat, what are you doing here? After a while when Buku comes back, he will grab it again. He ate the most tonight."

Sun Zhixin laughed twice, picked up a piece and ate it, and stuffed another piece into Nalu's mouth.Nalu chewed the bird meat, looked at Sun Zhixin with a smile, and saw the man sitting quietly in front of him eating, not doing anything, but just being with him like this made people feel a little happiness.

"Little new."

"Ok?"

"... nothing, eat."

Sun Zhixin bit the meat and turned his head to look at Nalu.The man's eyes that were shining brightly by the flames were all about himself, and Sun Zhixin's breathing fluttered inexplicably.The two of them were not talking, but a unique atmosphere enveloped them, which made the two of them even more unwilling to talk, and just wanted to sit quietly like this.At this moment, Sun Zhixin didn't think about anything, but felt that the two of them sitting together quietly like this were not bad.

After a short period of silence, the bamboo pickers came back.The bamboo forest is not far away, and there are not many bamboos growing, so it doesn't take much time to collect them.

"I'll teach them how to make blowguns." Sun Zhixin jumped up, and the faint spell was broken.

Naru sighed and said, "Go. Be careful not to cut yourself."

"Yeah." Sun Zhixin's heart felt warm again, and he subconsciously patted Nalu on the back of his hand before walking out.

Nalu looked at the place where Sun Zhixin had patted the back of his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly ate the remaining egret meat.Well, my own Xiaoxin is capable, and the cooking is really delicious!

When Sun Zhixin came to the center of the camp, he saw bundles of bamboo sticks, big and small, piled up on the ground.Buku's little devils have experience in picking bamboo for blowing arrows. This time, the three of them guide the people to pick up the bamboo skills, and the quality and thickness meet the requirements.

Sun Zhixin thought of something, his heart skipped a beat, he hurried to find Master Kang, and asked eagerly, "You guys picked all of them back, right? Did you keep some?"

Kang laughed and said, "How is that possible? What should we do after the light is taken? Of course we kept them. The ones with small roots and those with inappropriate thickness were not touched."

Sun Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that they would only see the interests in front of them and destroy the small bamboo forest, which would be troublesome.After thinking about it, prehistoric humans took everything from nature, and they must have understood the rules of survival, and would not do such stupid things as exhausting the river to catch fish.On the contrary, I underestimated them and regarded them as modern human beings who can kill chickens and take eggs regardless of their own interests.

Kang said again: "Actually, I seem to have seen this kind of thing when I was hunting before, but I didn't know its purpose, so I didn't pay attention to it, and now I can't remember where I saw it. I will definitely write it down when I see it in the future."

Sun Zhixin responded with a smile, and stepped up to teach people how to make blowing arrows.

It is not difficult to make a blowgun, the difficulty lies only in the novel idea of ​​the great man who made it at the beginning.As the saying goes, a small step forward in thinking is a big step in evolution, and a change in thinking drives a big step forward in evolution. The difficulty of the former is countless times that of the latter.Sun Zhixin stands on the shoulders of giants and shows something new, but it does not mean that its production is difficult. The difficulty lies in imagining it, not in the production itself.Just like Buku, a smart kid, he can do it after watching it twice, but he is too weak to do it well.

Sun Zhixin took up the bamboo arrow to demonstrate, and everyone followed step by step.Both Buku and Aoge accompanied Sun Zhixin to fight, so the third pair of blowguns appeared much faster than before.It's been done in two hours.

This type of new work was naturally snatched by Kang brazenly.Sun Zhixin's status in the tribe is very special. It seems that everyone has acquiesced that his production is his own private property, so the third pair of blowguns is not within the scope of public distribution.But Kang has such a thick skin, he is the kind of brown sugar-like and informal temperament, obviously he is familiar, as long as he likes you, he will stick to you, thinking that if I treat you well, you should treat me too I'm good.So the third pair of blowguns was snatched away by him, and Buku was so wronged that he wanted to cry.His Gemma said it all, it was made for him.

"Be good, Buku, Jimma will do it again."

Sun Zixin continued to work, this time he made it more familiar, and it took only one hour to complete it.Ogg was very moved, but looked at his younger brother, and still resisted his desire, and let Buku happily experiment with the blower.As for the first two copies, they are not within the scope of distribution. One is in the hands of Kit and the other is in the hands of Kang's son Riken. The two have never let go after getting them. Son, they are all like dogs!

Sun Zixin took a look at this awkward boy, knowing that he would not beg him, and he couldn't stand his puppy-like eyes, so he had to resign himself to his fate and strike again.

After finishing this pair again, when Ogg took it to test it—the dead boy didn't even say thank you, he was so pissed off!

Sun Zhixin looked at his watch, it was already three o'clock in the morning.His eyes widened in surprise, looking at the still crowded camp, his hair stood on end in shock.In the past, at this time, the whole camp was full of snoring, unlike today, everyone was like a parade of mice out of their holes, with excited expressions on their faces, as if they were celebrating some kind of celebration.

No way... Did my arrival break too many routines?Is this good or bad?What kind of tornado will eventually be caused by a stream of air fanned by my little crossing butterfly?

Sun Zhixin was a little uneasy.

But his uneasiness disappeared quickly, and he saw many people happily experimenting or practicing with the newly made blowtorches.There was a sound of puffing all over the camp, as if more than a hundred people were farting together, forming a strange symphony of breathing sounds, which made people want to die, it was extremely creepy!

Occasionally, when the jet catches the essentials correctly, the blower makes a sharp sound of tube wall resonance, just like a loud fart suddenly released in a dull fart, the effect is shocking.

Sun Zhixin's face was blue from the thunder, and he ran back to his tent in a hurry.It's just that the faint sound of farts followed like a shadow, so Sun Zhixin couldn't sleep peacefully all night.