Primal Wilderness [Transmigration Book]

"Good morning." Chu Cang appeared with a happy smile, and handed over the glass of water that he brought over.

The fresh environment couldn't relieve the thirst in the throat, Zi Ya's eyes fell on the water glass, he took it and drank it with his head raised.

The warm water was still slightly sweet, and Zi Ya was curious: "Where did you get the honey?" He remembered that the only honey left in the tribe had long since disappeared, and he never encountered it along the way.

"Go to the Fox tribe to change." Chu Cang said lightly, the distance between the two tribes is not too far, and it takes less than half a day to go back and forth at full speed.

"I also changed some salt. I had eaten up the salt that the cat tribe changed on the way, so I thought about going to the fox tribe to change some. It happened that they had a lot of honey, so I changed two cans, at least Enough for a short time."

Zi Ya raised his head, only then did he notice that the sky outside was not morning as he thought, but it was already noon.He blushed and stood up silently.

Chu Cang couldn't help laughing: "After walking for so long on the migration road, no one has slept well. It's normal to sleep a lot, not to mention that there is a little guy in your stomach making noise."

"En." The heat on Zi Ya's face dissipated little by little: "Are you going out today?"

"Not going out, the patriarch said to rest for two days first, and then go out to explore around the tribe tomorrow." Chu Cang shook his head.

"Alright, just continue what was interrupted last night." Zi Ya said seriously, seeing Chu Cang froze for a moment, the corners of his lips curved.

But he really wasn't joking, Zi Ya himself was a person with a strong sense of crisis, and when he found out that there were stronger existences around them, he didn't want to rest for a moment.

Chu Cang was helpless, but no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't work hungry. After he finished eating, he was taken upstairs.

Zi Ya has already divided things up, and now Chu Cang only needs to get acquainted with the characteristics of magic plants before making potions.

"There are two kinds of potions that can be dispensed here. One is a hemostatic potion for treating trauma, and the other is a highly toxic red phosphorus potion. You should stop the bleeding first."

"Okay." Chu Cang couldn't help but glanced at the material of the red phosphorus potion, never expecting that there was such a powerful potion material in the seemingly normal things.

Although the conditions were simple, Zi Ya had prepared everything he needed, and the rest was up to Chu Cang himself.

Chu Cang couldn't help taking a deep breath.

In his mind, which was full of medicine and potion ingredients before, he picked out all the information about these things and recalled it several times before starting to do it.

Put the ingredients of the potion into the pot in the same way, and start to boil on low heat.

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Occasionally there was a strange smell coming from Chu Cang's room. People passing by couldn't help but glanced at it, and continued walking without seeing it.

I just moved to a new place, and many things are still missing, so we try our best to bring only the most important things or things that will be used soon on the road.

Now that you decide to live here, many things can be prepared.For example, some daily necessities, we are committed to making up for the missing things.

Curtains, water tanks, tables and chairs, and other small but essential things.

Everyone gathered together and exchanged things that they did well.

Yan raised his head and glanced around, it was a bit strange not to see Chu Cang in the crowd, he was pulled by Ji Yi to divert his attention.If the snake joined in, the happiest thing is that Ji Yi is no longer the only alien in this tribe.

But there are not many people who like him. Fortunately, everyone is relatively simple, that is, they hum when they meet each other, but there is no real rejection.

Everyone has strong hands-on skills, and after finishing the work, they still have time to go around the tribe.

Several people squatted by the lake, watching the swimming fish inside, and caught them instantly when they approached. When they caught enough, they took them back to the tribe, found a place to roast them, and distributed them to the cubs who came around smelling the smell them.

When Chu Cang finally came down from the second floor, he saw that there were many more things in the house, piled up in the living room.

Basically, they can be used in daily life. When he opened the door, what he saw was such a lively scene.

He simply gave up the idea of ​​cooking at home, and Zi Ya brought the food with him, and prepared to go out and make food with everyone.

"You finally came out." Sang said, let go of her child, and ran around with him.Turn back the meaningful way.

"If you don't come out again, we will all think what's wrong with you at home."

"What do you think?" Chu Cang found a wooden block and sat down with Zi Ya by the fire, with the corners of his mouth raised.

It was not in vain that he spent a day buried in the magic potion, and made 23 bottles of hemostatic potion and one bottle of red phosphorus potion.

He had already learned how to stop bleeding, but he had no choice but to run out of materials. When making red phosphorus potion later, he happened to succeed in one bottle, but failed again later.

It is said that in addition to being unskilled, there is also a lack of mental power control, Chu Cang lowered his head and pondered slightly.

Not only did Chu Cang not blush when Sang joked, but even Zi Ya didn't change his face. He stared at the two for a long time before looking away bored.

That's right, he had never seen Zi Ya change his face in front of other people.

Zi Ya handled the ingredients in his hand with a serious face, and did not listen to Sang's words. The others had long been used to his temperament.

"This is for you. Use it when you are injured. Sprinkle it on the wound." Thinking of it, Chu Cang took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine and gave it to him.

Sang quickly caught it, and was even more pleasantly surprised when he heard the effect, so he put it away carefully.

Seeing that everyone else looked over, they stared at Chu Cang...'s hand with burning eyes.

"There are not enough materials for making. There are only thirteen bottles. You share them. When you find these things, remember to bring them back." Chu Cang gave them a rough description of the characteristics, and stopped talking after seeing everyone nodding.

Of the twelve bottles of medicine, Ji Yi took two bottles, Lei Zhen took one bottle, and distributed the rest to other people in the tribe.

Everyone will go to other tribes tomorrow to see, relying on what Mao Zhan said alone will inevitably be biased, if you encounter these materials, just bring them back.

Chu Cang ignored their excited howling, took out a few sweet potatoes from the ingredients, put them in the pot and steamed them.He was going to make some sweet potato pancakes. Children should like these sweet things, and they were just for feeding the cubs in the tribe.

After it was steamed, honey was added, and if there was no flour, he added some starch, barely messed it up, kneaded it evenly, kneaded it into a ball, flattened it, and fried it in a stone pot.

The fragrant and sweet taste filled the air in an instant, and I poured my head to the side, and there were many children watching eagerly, but they didn't get too close.

Chu Cang took the pot to cool down a bit, squeezed a piece for himself, tasted it, and nodded with satisfaction.

He felt that although his craftsmanship was not as good as Zi Ya's, it was actually pretty good compared to the tribe.

"It's delicious, you should try it too." Chu Cang squeezed another piece and placed it near Zi Ya's mouth.

Zi Ya glanced at it, opened his mouth and ate it.

"Not bad." Zi Ya's brows eased, and there was a faint smile on his face.

It was very energy-intensive to try to make the potion at the beginning. For half a day this afternoon, he didn't hear Chu Cang cry out that he was tired.

Every contact made him even more unable to take his eyes off the other person, and he cared more.

With Zi Ya's affirmation, Chu Cang became more confident, and waved to the cubs who were poking outside.

Guan looked at his father who was next to Chu Cang, and was the first to run out from his hiding place, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Big witch!"

"Are you hungry? Do you want sweet potato pancakes?" Chu Cang asked with a grin.

Guan nodded hastily, and took the hot and crispy pancakes carefully, for fear of hurting Da Wu with his little strength.

Chu Cang raised his head, looked at the other cubs with a smile, and immediately ran out of the corner one by one, looking up at him obediently.

A dozen cubs just finished dividing the sweet potato cakes. The others could only feel pity, but they did not expect that Chu Cang continued to heat the stone pot, and the sweet potato balls kneaded from the pot were squished and put down one by one. .

Sweet potato pancakes are meant to be eaten fresh, and they will not taste good when they are cold. The fried sweet potato pancakes just out of the pan have a hundred times the aroma of steamed sweet potatoes.

Chu Cang simply fried up the rest, and shared a share when they met. Each person could eat half a piece, and if he wanted more, he went home and made it himself.

His pancakes had just been scattered here, and the stir-fried vegetables in Zi Ya's hand on the other side were also ready, and they were placed on the stone table for Chu Cang to eat first.

Chu Cang, who only ate a piece of pancake to fill his stomach, looked at the large portion of delicious food, and his stomach growled immediately. Regardless of other things, he picked up his chopsticks and started to eat.

Soon the sky darkened, and the starry sky at night was still very bright.

There are fires everywhere in the tribe, and the cold wind can't blow into the lively crowd.

After eating and drinking enough to clean up the mess, Chu Cang couldn't help but spread out. Thinking of Zi Ya who was still pregnant, he got up again, hugged him in his arms, stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and felt the sound of the child's heartbeat .

"Is there any movement, little guy?" Chu Cang asked suddenly when he thought of something.

"Not yet." Zi Ya didn't pause at all, obviously remembering clearly.

"No." Chu Cang was surprised.

He calculated the time, two months in the tribe, almost two months on the road, according to common sense, it should be time for the fetus to move.

Hearing what he said, Zi Ya also felt a little uncomfortable: "...Maybe it will be later, he is not ready to move, or he doesn't like to move?"

"It should be." Chu Cang reluctantly nodded, and was about to say something more, when he suddenly felt his hand being touched, and the very slight reaction made him froze on the spot.

The author says:

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: wanton ゜ い 5 bottles; sugar sugar 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!