Sweet and salty prehistoric husband and wife

In the tent, Mr. Hua Yu took off his cloak and animal skin clothes, and lay down in the linen clothes near the original big tiger-print quilt, which has become his exclusive.

Feng Hu also took off his animal skin coat, lay down on Hua Yu-jun's left side, and pulled another large animal skin to cover himself.

Turning around and facing Mr. Hua Yu, he lay on his side, propped his head on his right hand and watched without saying a word, as if he couldn't see enough.

Since living in the tent, Fenghu relied on the limitation of space to get closer to Mr. Hua Yu. After a few days of transition, the distance between them was separated by two layers of animal skin. When facing each other, even the breathing of each other can feel it.

Mr. Hua Yu was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Feng Hu's burning eyes, and blinked, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere: "Tell me about the Snake Feather Tribe."

"The Sheyu tribe is the closest tribe to Huze. It takes a day to walk. It only takes half a day away from us. They have about the same number of people as Huze, and they cannot threaten Huze. Huze and Sheyu will exchange three times a year. Snake Feather depends on the sea, and we exchange animal skins and cloth for their salt." Fenghu didn't pay special attention to the Snake and Feather tribe, and there was a certain gap in combat power with Huze, and he didn't deal with them usually, so naturally he didn't take it to heart.

Hearing the meaning of Fenghu's brief description, Mr. Hua Yu smiled in his heart. This man is still proud of himself and Huze's ability.

Mr. Hua Yu doesn't know how other tribes are in terms of combat power, but he already has a certain understanding of Huze. They are all savage men who can knock down a thick tree trunk with one punch, and the most powerful among them is Fenghu. In the usual mutual blogs, Fenghu can handle one-on-three with ease.

Fenghu is very strict with Huze fighters, and Mr. Hua Yu can fully understand the meaning behind this strictness. Only when he is strong enough can he survive every hunt.

Strict self-discipline day after day is rewarding. Huze fighters are all strong and strong. No matter how ferocious beasts they face, even if they are injured, they can always survive.

"When we exchange salt next year, we should exchange more fish." Since coming to Prehistoric, Mr. Hua Yu has never touched seafood except for some river fish. When he suddenly heard the sea, he immediately thought of crabs, lobsters and other things.

"it is good."

"It would be great if there was an ice cellar, but unfortunately something is missing." Mr. Hua Yu sighed.

"Ice cellar?" Feng Hu was puzzled.

"Dig five meters down from the ground, freeze the water into large ice cubes and store them underground. The ice should be covered with weeds and cotton quilts so that it is not easy to melt."

"What does cotton look like?"

"They are easy to identify. When they are picked in the early autumn, the growing branches and leaves will be yellow, and the tops are like flowers, and the color is like white clouds in the sky."

"I've seen this kind of thing before, it's a big piece, but I don't know if it's the cotton you mentioned." A memory suddenly flashed in Fenghu's mind, and it wasn't that good.

"When did you meet, let me tell you the details." Mr. Hua Yu heard something wrong in Feng Hu's words, and his curiosity was aroused.

"During the last migration, I saw it on the road. I thought it was something to eat, so I took a bite out of it." Fenghu still remembers the taste and chewed it for a long time.

"Did you eat it?" Hua Yu-jun suppressed a smile.

"No, I can't swallow it." Under normal circumstances, for the sake of safety, I wouldn't eat any strange things for fear of being poisonous. But at that time, food was scarce, and when I found such a large piece of food, I had to taste anything. Fenghu had his own measure , I only put a little in my mouth, and spit it out immediately when I found something wrong.

"It's probably cotton. Tomorrow I'll draw a picture to show you if it's the same thing. If it's really cotton, no one will freeze to death in the future." Mr. Hua Yu thought of quilts, cotton clothes and other cotton fabrics, I'm a little excited just thinking about it.

"...Okay." Fenghu didn't expect cotton to be such a sacred thing. His light brown eyes widened slightly, wishing to let Mr. Hua Yu confirm immediately, but he couldn't do it again if he dug Mr. Hua Yu out of the warm bed. When I came out, I could only hold back my excitement and tell myself that there was no rush.