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"Aww! It's even more delicious than last night's baked tuatou!"

"It turns out that this lump is not only not poisonous, but also so delicious! What did we miss before!"

"It's not Tuotou, Qi...Qi Su...said it was potato pancakes! Oh, it smells so good!"

Qi Su was funny, the group of furries called his name in a mess, but he learned the word potato pancake quickly.

A strong man with an animal skin around his waist and a jet-black face ate up his portion of pancakes in two or three bites. He licked his mouth. It was delicious. It was just two small pancakes. , are not enough to get between the teeth.

He turned his eyes and saw that there were several pieces of fried meat on the pan, hey, this meat also looks delicious.

Without even thinking about it, the strong man grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes lit up instantly, "This meat is also different from the previous ones! It's also delicious!"

"Oh! Me too!"

"Give me a taste!

“Really delicious!”

The fried meat was actually a bit dry. Qi Su was afraid that the meat would be mushy and affect the taste of the potato pancakes, so he didn't over-fry it. It was soaked in a little potato salt and had an oily aroma, so the taste was good.

"Eat and eat!"

The tigers ate two potato cakes and one piece of meat, not only did not satisfy their cravings, but they wanted to eat it even more, and they all drooled around Qi Su.

Every time Qi Su saw this expression, he had the feeling that he had turned into a greasy flesh.

But there was something lovely about the pair of longing golden eyes looking at it that way.

So as long as it is a feline animal, even if it is a big cat that is just an adult, the attribute of cuteness will not change, and the contrast of cuteness is also cuteness.

Qi Su suppressed the desire to touch their heads one by one, and waved his hand, "No more, no more potatoes."

Before he could finish his words, the burly black man in the animal skin jumped up, "Yes, yes! I'll go and hug it!"

"I'll go as well!"

Five or six people ran out with a whoosh, and then ran back with potatoes in their arms.

One handful after another, one hug after another, a hill of potatoes was piled up beside Qi Su, which really clearly reflected the enthusiasm for appetite.

Guohuo's eyes turned around Tudoushan and Qi Su, and he always felt a little embarrassed to let the cub work so hard to make delicious food, but the cakes made by the cub were delicious, and he still wanted to eat them, so I can only explain dryly,

"It was dug up by the tiger that hunted today."

Every day, the tigers will be divided into two groups, and they will go hunting in turn. Yesterday was the group of the strong men and Erhei, and today it was the group of Dabai and the others.

"Isn't it hunting? Why did you come back from digging potatoes?" Don't eat good meat, dig potatoes instead, what's the matter with you fluffy ones?

The pot fire was lying on the bottom of the pot with his buttocks up, wanting to see if the pancakes he fried were ready. Hearing this, he wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth,

"Because it's delicious."

Okay, foodies are justified, food lovers are innocent.

"Qi Su, why don't you make cakes?" Guohuo finished observing his cakes seriously, and suddenly asked Qi Su kindly, with a gentle tone that gave goosebumps.

Hey, Guohuo, don't be like this, you big and thick tiger, you don't suit this style of painting.

The reason why we don’t make pancakes anymore is very simple. If such a large mountain of potatoes is really made into potato pancakes to feed you hungry tigers, you still have to grow old forever.

The arduous and great task of feeding the clansmen is better left to you, Guohuo!

But potato pancakes are not like meat, they can be boiled in one pot and waited for, and they have to be kneaded one by one, so seeing that they have almost learned how to cook pots, Qi Su asked him to teach other tribesmen to make them by themselves.

Guohuo felt that this was a good idea, not because he didn't want to give pancakes to his clansmen, but because he wanted to eat them too!

He can't eat any of the pancakes!

After a while, the clansmen ran outside the cave, looking for stones, cutting meat, and boiling potatoes, all in full swing.

The power of eating is huge. I believe that after this time, the cooking level of Guohuo will have a qualitative leap, and the cooking skills of other tribes will also start from scratch.

Qi Su rubbed his nose, came out of the cave, and sat on a haystack in the wind.

With the strength and clumsiness of the clansmen, the probability of the pancakes being burnt for the first time is 80.00%, and the smell of burnt pancakes is definitely a model of hurting each other. He doesn't want to smell that his body is full of burnt smell.

He was half-lying on a haystack, watching the sun rise in the sky. The red sun was wrapped in the pink-purple morning glow, and the sunlight was soft and warm.

Qi Su rubbed against the haystack, casually pulled a big leaf to cover his face, and went back to sleep.

Probably due to the extreme lack of sleep last night, coupled with the fact that he was very relaxed, he slept until the afternoon.

Qi Su yawned and got up, and looked down, the great cause of making potato pancakes was over.

"Qi Su Qi Su!"

As soon as Qi Su jumped down from the haystack, he was embraced by the rushing Guo Huo Huo. This guy not only hugged him, but also purred, stroking his hair with great joy, with the same force and smile as Lu Erbai.

Qi Su, who didn't really want to be masturbated like a cub, quickly broke away, "What's wrong?"

The pot turned into a big tiger with a groan, "I'm healed, I'm healed! The poison in my mouth is gone!"

When Qi Su heard this, he immediately covered his mouth and nose first, he didn't want to feel that terrible tiger's mouth taste again.

Guohuo circled excitedly, not knowing that Qi Su disliked the taste of his mouth.

He turned around several times before squatting down in front of Qi Su, opened his fangs and mouth, and let Qi Su look at his mouth.

Qi Su held his breath and checked, the big lump had subsided, and there was no such serious redness around the lump, he touched it lightly with his hand, and the pot fire stopped howling like he was killing a tiger.

Qi Su touched the bridge of the tiger's nose, "Okay, eat purslane again, and it should be all right."

"Aww! Qisu Qisu, your grass is amazing! It's also delicious! You're the smartest!"

Qi Su couldn't help laughing when he heard that, purslane itself is good for reducing fire, but it's not to the extent of magic medicine. The ulcer of pot fire can heal so quickly, firstly, he used energy to stimulate the effect of the medicine, and secondly Because the pot fire itself is of good quality.

After Qi Su made the pot fire, if he saw someone in the clan getting angry, he would give them this.

However, he also emphasized that without his energy blessing, the cure should take three or four days, not as fast as it is now.

Even after three or four days, Guohuo is as happy as a erha who is just having fun. In the past, it took 30 days to recover from this kind of poison!Up to four days now!Can you not make people happy!

Guohuo was happy for a while, and happily ran over to rub Qi Su around, "Can I eat that grass in the future?"

Qi Su was picking straight branches from the woodpile, planning to sharpen a few pairs of chopsticks.

The chopsticks he used before were two simple chopsticks that were cut off from two branches and sharpened. The bark residue would fall off when the force was too strong. It would definitely not work for a long time.

"Eat later?" Hearing this, Qi Su looked at Guohuo strangely, "Of course, but don't you like to eat meat?"

Huzi don't eat meat or wild vegetables?What is this strange behavior?

"Aww." Guohuo patted his teeth with his thick paws, "Some meat is too hard, it hurts here if you eat too much."

Qi Su asked Guohuo to open his mouth to look, and found that one of his teeth was a little loose. It seems that even a tiger can't avoid toothache when he gets old.

Qi Su nodded. In addition to making chopsticks, he also had to make a few toothbrushes. It is not easy for adult tigers to correct their habits, so they can be taught from cubs first.

Brushing his teeth can keep his mouth clean and healthy, reduce the chance of toothache and tooth loss, and most importantly, even if he encounters a tiger yawning when he is masturbating a tiger in the future, he will not be overwhelmed by the smoke.

The bones used to make bone knives are very hard, and the bone knives made are also very sharp. Qi Su cut the branches twice and found that the sharpness of the bone knives was comparable to the steel knives he used before. Swish, shaved several pairs of chopsticks at once.

In line with the intention of doing things well, Qi Su cuts the chopsticks very straight, and there are anti-slip bumps on the upper part, even in modern times, they are quite beautiful and practical.

The tigers maintain a simple public ownership system, and Qi Su does as the Romans do, planning to make tableware for others.

But think about it, Tiger's Claw doesn't seem to have the skills to play with two wooden sticks, so Qi Su made other people not only chopsticks, but also forks.

Isn't the most essential function of tableware just to facilitate eating?If it is inconvenient to eat with tableware, it is no wonder that the tigers will use it.

The fork he made is a little different from ordinary forks. It is a fork and spoon with the front half as a fork and the second half as a spoon. This design also avoids the trouble of switching between forks and spoons.

After the fork and chopsticks were finished, the next thing was the bowl. Qi Su really had enough of the stone bowl weighing a few kilograms. He used at least half the energy of the meal to serve the bowl. How could this be possible.

When it comes to bowls, he really has to complain about the way the clansmen make bowls, or just drop a stone the size of a washbasin to the ground, or make a bowl out of a hole in the middle, it all depends on luck.

Or use a bone knife or a sharp stone to chisel vigorously, not to mention the effort, if one accidentally cuts through with great force, wouldn't all previous efforts be wasted?

Last night he saw a clansman chiseling bowls in his free time, and he saw that he was almost done chiseling them. With a lot of strength, he chiseled through. Throw away the pierced stone and continue chiseling with another stone.

Anyway, Qi Su definitely wouldn't use this method to make bowls, otherwise he would fail and he would really vomit blood.

He circled the platform, selected a few round stone lumps about [-] centimeters thick from a pile of moderately dense stones that would not break when touched, and carried them into the cave.

The four tiger cubs are jumping up and down at the moment.

For a while, he ran to the haystack and kicked the withered grass everywhere, and for a while, he ran away from the stone pot and rolled in the arms of the pot where the meat was cooked.

Of course, what's more, waving their extremely sharp little claws, scratching and scratching.

According to Qi Su's actual measurement, except for not stretching out their claws at people, the tiger cubs are indomitable in everything in the sky and on the ground. They want to claw at everything they see, but everything they touch is their claws, especially the hole where they sleep. It's a bumpy paw print.