I want to be a rice worm through the primitive tribe

Forget it, let's eat!

Instead of arguing about it, Jiang Tu said to the wise man, "Sage man, you can eat here."

The pot was requisitioned by Jiang Tu, and Jiang Tu also kept the wise man.

A wise man is the happiest to be able to eat here.

Jiang Tu asked the man to tear off a leg of the roasted poultry. "You go and send it to the wizard."

The wizard treated Jiang Tu's hand injury, and Jiang Tu thought about reciprocating courtesy.

The man obediently wrapped the poultry's legs with leaves and cooked mushrooms inside.

The man went for a while and came back with the bird's legs, and brought the wizard back with him.

"O Seth, I, I have the cheek to come and eat." The wizard said with a flushed face.

Jiang Tu smiled and let the wizard sit on the ground. "Together together."

Four people gathered around the pot.

The men put the stone slabs used to separate the meat in the middle, as a table for meals.

Jiang Tu put new stone bowls and chopsticks in front of everyone.

Knowing the appetite of primitive people, Jiang Tu roasted the last remaining rabbit on the grill.

A big pot of spicy rabbit, a pot of stewed wild fowl with mushrooms, a large portion of bracken made of meat scraps, a roasted wild fowl, and a rabbit roasted on the fire, the primitive people who have a rich dinner have never seen it before.

Sitting on the ground, Jiang Tu and the man picked up chopsticks and ate the dishes.

After taking a mouthful of spicy chicken, Jiang Tu was so happy that he was about to cry.

It's delicious, spicy and spicy, and it's really strong.

Chewing the chicken in his mouth, Jiang Tu thought that even without salt, the taste is still beautiful.

The man ate chicken stewed mushrooms with red chili peppers. After taking a bite, the man's eyes burst into tears, so he had no choice but to eat stewed mushrooms.

The deliciousness of the mushrooms, the tenderness of the chicken, and the blessing of wild onions, the taste is many times better than a single boiled.

The man's mouth couldn't stop eating.

The wise man and the wizard looked at Jiang Tu and the man holding vegetables with wooden sticks. This way of eating was very novel.

As far back as I can remember, wise men eat meat directly with their hands. They have never seen food put in their mouths with wooden sticks.

"O Seth, the way you eat..."

The wise man discovered that eating food in this way will not burn your hands, and you can eat freshly cooked food that is still hot in time.

"This is chopsticks. Eating with them is hygienic and reduces the rate of illness." Jiang Tu took the time to explain why chopsticks were used. "You can also let the people in the tribe eat with chopsticks, it will be fine after you get used to it."

Talking about it, Jiang Tu took a bite of the grilled chicken, the roasted turmeric on the chicken skin, the smell of mushrooms, peppers, peppercorns, and wild onions in it sucked into the chicken, and every bite left a fragrance in his mouth. Jiang Tu took a few more bites of mushrooms, Shiitake mushrooms also have the taste of chicken. It tastes strong and soft, with the smell of chicken. The taste is also spicy. The more you eat, the more delicious it is.

The wise man and the wizard nodded frequently, picked up the chopsticks at hand, and used them according to the method Jiang Tu said.

The wise man and the wizard also got used to it for a while and then skillfully picked up the dishes in front of them.

Jiang Tu thinks that primitive tribes listen to people who are smart, and men can use it proficiently after a few times of teaching.

The wise man and the wizard ate a mouthful of spicy rabbit meat with chopsticks. Both of them knew that chili was hot, but they didn't expect it to be so hot that their tongues hurt.

The two looked at Jiang Tu, eating the dish with chili one by one, and admired it in their hearts. As expected of Osez, they can also accept this kind of food.

The two old people didn't dare to eat spicy food, so they ate barbecue, mixed bracken, meat residue also captured the hearts of the two old people, and stewed chicken and mushrooms. The taste of mushrooms was not suitable for the first time. But the more you eat, the more delicious it is, and even the soup is drunk by the two old people.

The four of them just ate without talking. Jiang Tu's appetite was much smaller than theirs. After eating spicy chicken, spicy rabbit, and roast pheasant, he was already full and burped.

"I'm full, you guys continue to eat, I'm going to dry the wild vegetables."

The wise man and the wizard hummed, unable to tell the difference between their words.

The man said yes and continued eating.

Jiang Tu grinned.

Good guy, these people have enough food to feed themselves for three days.

Sure enough, if you can do it, you can eat it.

Not looking at them anymore, Jiang Tu hurriedly cooked the rest of the bracken and dried it in the sun. The mushrooms should also be dried in order to store them and eat them in winter.

There are also raspberries and ginger pictures, which are also dried and saved for later eating.

For cleanliness, Jiangtu placed bracken and mushroom raspberry on the wicker curtain.

After eating with the wise wizard, the man took the stone bowl and stone pot to the river to clean it up.

Jiang Tu looked at the man easily holding the stone pot and stone bowl, and was speechless. He admired the strong physical strength of the primitive man.

Thinking of physical strength, Jiang Tu's mind jumped out again. That night with the man, the man tossed and turned non-stop.

Looking at himself with thin skin, tender flesh, slender arms and legs, Jiang Tu, he felt that in the future, he would probably not be able to finish the work with a man consciously in bed.

His brain was full of yellow waste, and Jiang Tu's face couldn't help but turn red.

After eating, the wise man and wizard walked to Jiang Tu and learned how to dry vegetables.

Seeing the curtain, the two old people seemed to see the baby, and kept studying the curtain.

Jiang Tu quickly cleared his mind, "This is a curtain, and the things on it are clean and hygienic."

Jiang Tu taught the two old men how to weave curtains.

"If you have salt, you can pickle wild vegetables with salt, and you can eat them in winter."

Heard salt again this time, the wise man asked. "Is salt also a food? And is the salty salty that Osez said before also a food?"

Primitive people have no knowledge of salt and saltiness. Looking at the two old men weaving baskets, Jiang Tu frowned and thought about how to pass this knowledge on to others without the real thing.

Lost in thought, Jiang Tu didn't notice for a moment, and his finger was pricked by a wicker thorn.

With ten fingers connected to his heart, the painful Jiang Tu burst into tears.

Swiping the blood from his finger, Jiang Tu quickly put it in his mouth to suck it.

Without povidone iodine, Jiang Tu can only be physically disinfected with saliva.

The rusty smell of blood spread on the tip of his tongue. Knowing that the smell had subsided, Jiang Tu took out his finger.

There was a small wound on the belly of the finger, and the wound was no longer bleeding. Looking at the wound, Jiang Tu suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

There is a way.

It happened that the man came back with other clean stone pots and bowls.

"Feng, come here."

The man put down the stone pot and covered it with huge leaves and came to Jiang Tu's side.

Jiang Tu sat on the ground and beckoned to the man. The man bent his legs and squatted down beside Jiang Tu.

Two big black eyes looked at Jiang Tu, and the long eyelashes flickered like a small fan.

From Jiang Tu's point of view, men are the most handsome, especially the resolute silhouette, every corner is full of masculine charm.

Unconsciously rolling his Adam's apple, the beautiful Jiang Tu almost lost his mind again...