新石器时代

Gu Xiaolu took Ji Huaifeng back to his home.

Because they were afraid of blood dripping on their bodies, they still used wooden sticks to carry the three-legged wolf dog to Gu Xiaolu's house.

"They used to be soldiers." After leaving the entrance of the town, Gu Xiaolu pointed to the two gatekeepers behind and said, "It is said that they belonged to a company. After the catastrophe, there were only about thirty of them left. They had guns and guns." Bullets wandered around for a while, and then found this ruin, and thought it was a good place, so they occupied it and built Longhu Town. You can see that this place is really good. There are mountains on three sides, and there is only one exit. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. They built it. After the town, survivors wandering nearby will be allowed to live in. They are responsible for protecting the safety of the town. As for us, hehe, you see, we have to listen to them and pay protection fees. The protection fees are prey or One-tenth of the transaction proceeds. Here's the mayor's house—"

Ji Huaifeng looked in the direction his finger was pointing at, and it turned out to be a two-story building half collapsed.The half of the wall that has not yet collapsed is patched with broken bricks and stones, and there is a dim yellow light from the cracked wall.

There were also two people patrolling with guns outside the small building.

"I see. No wonder they have guns."

Although Longhu Town claims to be safe, when it gets dark, the only four streets are still empty, and the houses on both sides of the street are tightly closed.

"I said," Gu Xiaolu asked in a low voice, "your gun—"

China used to have strict control over guns. After the catastrophe, there are only three types of people who still have guns: ex-soldiers, ex-policemen, and gangsters—the reason why I don’t say “former” is that they are still gangsters.He was very curious as to which kind Ji Huaifeng was.

"Shh!"

Only then did Gu Xiaolu realize that Ji Huaifeng didn't want the people in the town to know that he had a gun, so he immediately shut up.

"My home is here."

Gu Xiaolu very proudly showed Ji Huaifeng his independent cottage with front yard and backyard.

It was a small house built with stones and broken cement board bricks and other things dug out of the ruins. It was three meters long, two meters wide, and two meters high.The top was covered with a few broken asbestos tiles he dragged out of the ruins.A firepit was dug under one corner of the wall, and the kindling was preserved in the thick fire ash.So Gu Xiaolu can light a fire and eat meat whenever he wants—if he can catch the prey.

Gu Xiaolu is very proud of this house, because most people in the town have thatched roofs, including the house of movie star Jin Ling.

Jin Ling is a real movie star, and won the Best Actor in the Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Awards in 2011.A year and a half ago, when Gu Xiaolu's new residence was completed, he was quite shocked in front of the residents of the town.The film king snorted: "Your rotten place is not as big as my old toilet, so proud of you!"

Gu Xiaolu fought back: "Oh, the place where you live now is not as big as the toilet I used to be, and you are with each other."

The film emperor was so angry that he ran away.

Gu Xiaolu's house is not big, it's just right for him to live in, but with Ji Huaifeng added, the space seems a bit small.

Not only has the space become smaller, two people cannot move around, and the house is also in danger of collapsing.

Ji Huaifeng stood, he was afraid that Ji Huaifeng would knock down his roof.Ji Huaifeng was sitting, he was afraid that Ji Huaifeng would collapse his little bamboo chair.He looked around, and finally went out of the house and dragged a piece of wood in: "You, sit on it." Because he finally had meat to eat today, he hurriedly lit a fire.

Letting Ji Huaifeng in is for the sake of three dogs.Even though he lived under the eaves, Gu Xiaolu always felt nervous when facing Ji Huaifeng.Because he felt that Ji Huaifeng was always peeping at him, with strange eyes.

It can't be said that it was a very evil look, but it always made Gu Xiaolu feel uncomfortable.

Ji Huaifeng sat down obediently.Because the wood is round, his buttocks are not stable on it, falling forward for a while, and falling backward for a while.Gu Xiaolu snickered in the dark of the fire: "You sit first, I will burn the crow first, and I will share the dog meat with you later. I killed the crow myself, you have no share!"

He said that he put half a pot of water on the firepit—it wasn't that he only filled half of it, but that there was only half of the pot left in the first place.Of course, this half pot was also dug in the ruins.Gu Xiaolu was very satisfied with it - after all, the film emperor only had an aluminum lunch box with a missing corner that could be used to boil water.And besides the half pot, he, Gu Xiaolu, even had a miraculously no hole in the plastic bucket to hold water, and a semi-rusty iron bowl to hold food.Compared with most people in the town, he can be regarded as a rich man.

The firewood was sizzling under the pot, and the water in the pot was sizzling.Seeing more and more bubbles rising from the bottom of the water pot, Gu Xiaolu couldn't wait, grabbed the crow and was about to throw it into the pot.Ji Huaifeng stopped him: "If you want to keep bird feathers, wait for the water to boil before scalding."

Gu Xiaolu resentfully stopped.In fact, he also understood that Ji Huaifeng was doing it for his own good.No one grows cotton these days, and things like pillows and quilts can only be stuffed with animal fur.If the bacteria in them are not killed before filling, those things will be easy to get sick after use.

Fortunately, there was not much water, and it quickly boiled away.Gu Xiaolu threw the crow in and rolled it back and forth between two long wooden sticks.When it was almost scalded, I fished it out, and started to pluck the hair in a hurry.The water on the crow's fur was still hot, and his ten fingers were all red from the heat.Ji Huaifeng stretched out his hand to help him, but he threw it away: "Go and see that your dog meat will not hit my crow's idea!"

Ji Huaifeng watched him continue to be busy with black lines all over his face.

He put the plucked crow feathers back into the hot water and washed them again, then carefully put them in rattan baskets and hung them by the firepit to dry.After finishing all this, he used a bamboo knife to cut open the crow's belly and took out the internal organs; the body was roasted on the fire, and the internal organs were cut open as much as possible, washed carefully in a pot of clean water, and placed in an iron bowl Cook soup in it.While working on the internal organs, he found time to turn the crow on the fire.When the soup in the iron bowl emits an unpleasant aroma, the crow on the fire is also roasted until its skin is yellow and tender, and the oil is shining.

Finally, he sprinkled a little salt on both the crow and the soup.

Although the crow is very thin, the crispy brown appearance can still arouse the appetite of hungry people.Gu Xiaolu stared at the meat, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

And Ji Huaifeng has been watching him quietly, as if admiring the painter's painting.

"Do you still have salt?"

Unable to intervene, Ji Huaifeng had no choice but to find something to say.

Gu Xiaolu raised the crow and bit it.There was very little meat, so he chewed carefully.

"The wind in Jiedi is close to the sea, and there is silver plug salt to sell"

Ji Huaifeng smiled: "Let's talk after we finish eating. I know someone is drying salt by the sea, I'm just curious, what do you exchange for it?"

Gu Xiaolu heard his subtext: You can't even eat the prey you brought back, so where can you get it for salt?

He chewed, pointed to the bow hanging on the wall with his greasy fingers, and then pointed to his feet.

He is skilled at making bows from wood and animal tendons, cutting arrows from moso bamboo, weaving shoes and various utensils from rattan and tree inner bark.When he can't hunt prey himself, he can use these things to exchange for some food.Fortunately, Longhu Town is the only place within a hundred miles around here that can be safely exchanged. Every trading day, someone will exchange surplus food for things. He can barely make ends meet by making bow-knit shoes.

Ji Huaifeng stretched out his hand towards him.

He raised his head and shrank back: "You, what are you going to do? I won't give you a single bone."

Ji Huaifeng withdrew his hands in embarrassment: "You got something on your beard."

Gu Xiaolu touched it, then sucked his fingers hard.

“What a waste”

His only "knife" was polished from a small piece of iron that fell from the side of the half pot, and the "blade" was only a little long.He cherishes it very much, except as a tool, he will not use it unless he has to, so he only uses it to cut his beard every few months.With no mirror to look at, his beard looks like it was eaten by a mouse in the middle of the night.

After being ridiculed countless times by the actor and the others, he simply didn't even cut off his beard, and let it grow wildly.

So when he looked at Ji Huaifeng, who had a clean chin and no beard, he felt a little depressed.

What's even more depressing is that apart from Ji Huaifeng's lack of beard, his face and body are also very clean. His clothes are clean and tidy, not even half of the buttons are off.Gu Xiaolu almost wondered if he took a shower and changed into new clothes before seeing him.

These days, clean people are more hateful than rich people before 2012.

Gu Xiaolu used contempt to cover up his jealousy: "Stay away from me when you sleep at night. I have lice on my body."

"Me too." Ji Huaifeng said proudly.

Gu Xiaolu: "Really."

Ji Huaifeng continued to say proudly: "And a lot."

Gu Xiaolu hastily pushed him: "You, you, you, you must stay away from me! If there happens to be a male and a female, wouldn't they want to pass on my family?! I have already fed them with my blood, so how can I raise their children and grandchildren? Sun?"

Ji Huaifeng: ""

Gu Xiaolu finally ate the crow cleanly.Reluctant to throw away the remaining bones, he put them back into the iron bowl and continued to cook the soup.He barely ate half full, belched half full, and said, "Well, let's get that dog now."

The procedure for dealing with dogs is not very different from that for dealing with crows, just a little more troublesome.Ji Huaifeng took out a gleaming dagger from his waist to skin the dog. Gu Xiaolu stared at the dagger, continuing to cover up his jealousy with disdain.

"If I had known earlier what would happen later, I would have sold arms!"

Ji Huaifeng remained silent.I knew it, I knew it

After disposing of the dog, they first used the half-pan pan to fry the offal and eat it, which was regarded as a formal dinner.All the remaining meat is cut into long strips and salted, and after two days, it is taken out and put on the fire for a period of time to become bacon.Gu Xiaolu suggested: "The next trading day is still six days away, why don't you stay here first, go out to hunt some meat during the day, and then you can exchange things on the trading day."

——Gu Xiaolu's wishful thinking was crackling.If Ji Huaifeng stays here, he can continue to charge his accommodation fee!After ten days pass, all these bacon will be his.

"Okay. Are you not full? Why are you still drooling?"

Gu Xiaolu wiped the corner of his mouth, then licked his finger with endless aftertaste.

"I'm full, I'm full. Go to sleep, I have to hunt tomorrow if I can't find anything"

He suddenly remembered that he already had three legs of flesh, which was enough for him to eat for a few days.It's a wonderful feeling to have surplus food.

"Haha, I'm not afraid of being hungry anymore."

Ji Huaifeng laughed out loud: "Okay, the guest is up to the owner."

Gu Xiaolu's bed is actually not a bed, but a one-foot-high concrete slab padded with stones.When he found the cement slab, he planned to use it as a side wall, but later decided to use it as a bed.In summer, he sleeps directly on the cement slab, and spreads hay on it when it is cold.

This bed is Gu Xiaolu's favorite pen.Even the film king has publicly admitted that his bed is the most comfortable in the town - except for the mayor's.

It's autumn now, and it's cold at night, Gu Xiaolu has already spread a thick layer of hay.He groaned and lay down on his back: "Sleep."

He vaguely remembered some things from the past, such as lying on an ergonomically designed mattress at night, feeling like sleeping on firewood.Now that I really slept with firewood, I feel as comfortable as if I was lying on a cloud.

The moment Gu Xiaolu lay down, he felt very happy.At least he's alive, at least he's fed, at least he's safe.

He closed his eyes and slowly recalled the taste of the meat just now.

He suddenly felt a burst of hot air on his face.Opening his eyes vigilantly, his entire vision was dominated by Ji Huaifeng's face.

Ji Huaifeng didn't know when he was already lying beside him.

Seeing him open his eyes, he quickly turned his face away.

Gu Xiaolu pushed and kicked, and Ji Huaifeng fell under the bed in response.

Gu Xiaolu picked up a pile of hay and shrank to a corner: "What are you doing?!"

Ji Huaifeng probably didn't expect Gu Xiaolu's reaction to be so intense, and he fell down hard.Fortunately, he was strong enough to fall from the hay to the ground and just rolled over.

He calmly got up and patted his clothes: "Sleep."

Gu Xiaolu made a gesture to push him: "Who told you to sleep here?"

Ji Huaifeng sat on the edge of the bed and fell asleep again: "I paid the accommodation fee. You must still remember the old rules, right? Accommodation is included, and at worst, guests must have a bed to sleep in. You said it yourself In order to be polite, civilized and polite—"

Gu Xiaolu was speechless.

"You, carry it on your back. Don't look at me."

He thought about it, the reason why he rejected Ji Huaifeng was because Ji Huaifeng looked at him too strangely.If Ji Huaifeng doesn't look at him, then it's fine.

Ji Huaifeng obediently turned his back to him.

"Good night, little oar."

The voice was low and trembling slightly.