Reborn in the beast world

In the evening, after the hunting male came back, Bai called the whole clan to the central square for a small meeting.I told everyone about the corn, and then asked everyone to think about a solution. First, the patriarch Bai made a statement. He agreed to eat it once, and then wait for it to mature and save it for winter.

Next, the people in the tribe were divided into two groups. One group thought that nothing was more important than winter safety, so they should stop eating and save everything for winter.Another group thinks that we have potatoes and sweet potatoes now, and we will start hunting and gathering in a few days. The food in winter is not bad like that of corn.Of course, they mean eat more and save less.

Hundreds on the stage nodded, expressing their satisfaction with everyone's actions.After all, with so many people, no one said anything stupid about eating all the corn while it was still tender.

The two sides insisted on their views and refused to make concessions.

Feng looked at the two parties who were arguing endlessly, and found that most of the people who agreed to save winter food were from the Eastern tribe, while those who wanted to eat more were mainly the orcs who wandered around the gate of his house yesterday.

Feng understood at a glance.The eastern tribe wanted to save it for winter because so many tribal warriors died last year because they didn't have enough food.During this period of time, I watched everyone sort and put away the collected food bit by bit. Now, the number of food in the cave is still increasing a little bit. The original patriarch of the Eastern tribe, Sen, often thinks, if they had so much food back then , so many people don’t need to die?He looked in the direction of the Eastern tribe again, and sighed: What Mu taught everyone—there are no ifs in this world.But yesterday, a few orcs actually smelled the smell of boiled corn. The smell was too sweet and attractive, so I told them not to eat it, I couldn't help it!have a meal?Just for a taste?Hooked out the glutton and left it alone?

In the end, after nearly a morning of intense 'discussion', it was finally decided: the current corn is only eaten for two meals, and the rest is reserved for winter.

Two meals, much better than nothing (all), so let's do it.Everyone thinks so.

Then, several orcs couldn't wait to break the corn, planning to eat it at noon, but Bai stopped it.Corn is for food, but it is impossible for everyone to eat corn to their fullest, otherwise there will not be enough to eat, so hunting is still necessary.

Under the gentle and caring gaze of the patriarch, the male orcs went hunting.

Then, Mu had nothing to do again. Fortunately, the second wave of people who went out to observe herbivores came back. This group of people did not bring anything back, because they were observing relatively large herbivores, so what they brought back was very small. It is rare and very strange, but it looks like it is not suitable for orcs to eat.After all, flowers that bloom in the crown of trees, or grass that grows in water, are not suitable for eating first, and then they are not suitable for storage.Instead, they brought back something that can be stored for a long time. As long as there is no major natural disaster, it can be preserved for tens of thousands of years.

Mu looked at the stone in his hand and was speechless.

Not to mention Mu, even the orcs who brought back the stones were a little embarrassed, but what should be said has to be said: "We followed a group of long-nosed beasts for a long time, and found that they ate almost all leaves and fruits. Then we followed a group of long-nosed beasts We saw a lot of herbivores there, but it is strange that they are eating this kind of stone." An orc pointed to this stone, and then said: "We collected a few pieces quietly Came back because they were behaving so strangely that we were afraid something would happen." Like the strange behavior of two wolf packs temporarily merging.

eat rocks?Mu was stunned for a moment, and looked carefully at the stone in his hand, only to realize that it was not a real stone, it did not have the special surface that a stone should have, but a hard clod formed from soil, if it was soil, Mu You will know why.

Mu took the stone and patiently explained to several people: "This is not a stone, but a clod of soil. Because herbivores don't eat meat, they have no way to obtain the salt and other nutrients in the blood, and this soil contains these things, that's why they eat dirt."

From the beginning of looking for food in spring, Mu often talked about what is nutritious in this and what is nutritious in that, so everyone knows what nutrition means.

"But I've seen sharp-billed birds eat stones on the ground before." An orc bravely raised his own question: "They also eat bugs, are they meat?"

"It's different. The sharp-billed bird eats stones not for nutrition, but for digestion." Chickens have fossil pills in their bodies, so there is no problem at all with eating stones. What's more, can herbivores and omnivores be the same?

Although they don't understand why the sharp-billed bird eats stones for digestion and the proboscis for nutrition, but this does not prevent them from understanding Mu's most fundamental meaning: all this is normal.

Well, normal is good, as for the others, if you don’t understand it, you don’t understand it.

After the orcs left, Mu turned his attention to a few dogtail grasses.It is said that a child thought that these fluffy grasses were quite big, and asked his father to bring them to him to decorate the house.

Dog tail grass, he is too familiar with this thing.

When I was a child at my grandma’s house, the children in the country didn’t have too many toys. What’s more, the children in the country prefer to play outside with a group of people, and don’t go home until dark to eat.Boys at that time had a sense of protecting girls. If someone made a girl cry, it would not be a man, but children, there are always times when they are willful, and there are always squeamish girls who cry when they have nothing to do.Although Mu didn't like girls like that, he still asked his grandma to learn some tricks to make girls happy.Among them, weaving small animals with dog tail grass is the most commonly used one, because it is easy to obtain materials.

After thinking about it, Mu weaved two rings out of the dog's tail grass in his hand.

Looking at the enlarged version of the ring made of dogtail grass, Mu couldn't help laughing, what is this a ring, no matter how big it is, it would be a bracelet.

When Feng came back, he saw Mu Zai was tossing Mao Mao Cao with his head down, still very happy.Generally speaking, Mu will only be so happy when he finds something delicious.

Sitting next to him, hugged him and asked, "What's the matter, is this fluffy grass edible?"

can eat?Mu was taken aback by the question: "Can dogtail grass be eaten?"

Feng didn't understand this time: "Then what are you doing with it?" Dog tail grass?Mu always called these weird names.

"My child gave it to me to decorate the house." Can you eat it?like

Feng looked at Mao Maocao who was ravaged by Mu and couldn't straighten up, and refused to comment.Then he took out the fluffy grass from his hand, intending to throw it away: "The thorns on this thing are very painful, don't play with it."

As soon as Mu regained his senses, he found that the dogtail grass had been taken away, and hurriedly asked for it back: "Don't, don't throw it away, give it to me!"

There are thorns, the needle point is facing the wheat awn, wheat, millet!Damn, this is the ancestor of millet, you threw it away as you said, you know that it was a waste of food and struck by lightning!

Don't ask him why he thought of Xiaomi from a thorny jump, the brain circuit of a person who is often in a daze is not understandable by ordinary people.

After recovering the dog's tail grass, Mu no longer struggled with the issue of rings and bracelets. In front of food, all romance stood aside.

Carefully peel off the layer of husk on the seeds, put some whitish fruits into his mouth, the unique taste of pulpy food instantly invaded the taste buds, Mu's eyes glowed with excitement.

"Feng, this, Maomaocao, is there any dry one that is mature?" The leaves that I just ate are still green, obviously not yet mature.

Feng nodded: "There are a lot of fluffy grasses around the tribe, some of which are mature. Why, is this food really edible?" He just asked casually.

Mu nodded, almost unable to say anything excited.He kept chanting: "Millet porridge, rice soup, the baby's food is gone!"

Feng's ears are so good. Hearing this, he turned around and went to the gate of the tribe to get mature hairy grass.

People in the tribe immediately knew about Feng's big move, but the people in the Eastern tribe didn't know it, so the people in the original tribe were excited.Back then, Mu made kang mats out of dead grass leaves, but now what can Mu use hairy grass to make?

All the people who fell said: I am looking forward to it.

After Bai heard the news, he went to Feng's house immediately, and then he saw Feng and Mu peeling the skin off the fur grass seeds.

Mu concentrated on peeling carefully, and Feng became a little flustered. Sometimes, if he didn't pay attention, the grass seeds disappeared, which made Feng very depressed.

After peeling for a while, Mu raised his head to rest, and wanted to laugh seeing Feng's appearance of not even daring to breathe.Indeed, although this is an enlarged version of dogtail grass, it is the ancestor of millet after all. The modern domesticated millet is only so big. How big can his ancestor be if it is enlarged? A tall male.

Mu sent two people to find Nan to help, and Feng was liberated.

In the evening, Feng's family, Nan's family, and Bai each ate a small bowl of millet porridge. To be precise, it should be millet soup, because Mu and Nan peeled too little millet, and it was not enough to cook a bowl of millet porridge. .

With the corn as the base, the aroma of this millet porridge is so good that people come to Feng’s house regardless of the image to squat, but this kind of rice fragrance is different from the sweetness of corn, and the person who smells it still swallows several mouthfuls of saliva .

Then, the tribe started the upsurge of harvesting dogtail grass again.This dogtail grass is different from corn, it can be found almost everywhere, as long as the mature ones are taken back, Mu also said that after taking back these grass seeds, the remaining stalks can be used as firewood in winter, killing two birds with one stone , how nice.

Then, throughout the winter, the males were ridiculed by the females for peeling millet, and the males who had a partner vented these 'grievances' on their partners.

Of course, these are all for later.

The author has something to say: The millet cooked in modern times is not so fragrant, but Qianliu was lucky enough to eat the pure green millet grown in the mountains. The taste is really really delicious!