Prehistoric Survival Records

Rieger was wandering, when suddenly a cool bright yellow pointed mouth stuck to his forehead, and it was Charlie who stuck his own mouth on it.

Rieg quickly pushed Charlie's head away. Really, he didn't have a fever, okay? He did this action on Charlie once, and it was learned by Charlie, and he used it in just the right place. I don't know if Charlie did it on purpose. of.

However, being treated by Charlie, Rieg's free thinking also retracted, and then he saw a pair of pure big eyes staring at him curiously, as if wondering why the expression on the boss's face was suddenly so turbulent.

Rigg coughed.

"Ahem, this, it's fine if you don't remember. Anyway, everyone's range of activities is limited, and this kind of plant grows in a large area. As long as you do a blanket search, there is basically no possibility of finding it."

At this moment, Shelley, the little wolf cub who was fighting, suddenly raised his little hand—it is necessary to raise your hand when you gather to speak, so as to increase your chances of being seen. At this time, Boss Rigg taught them.

"I seem to remember what this leaf looks like."

As soon as the little wolf cub opened his mouth, the little leopard cub interrupted him unconvinced:

"You have been with me all the time, and you have spent some time grabbing my grass. How could it be possible that only you saw it and I didn't see it? You must be lying!"

"I didn't steal your grass, the first thing I saw was mine, and I didn't lie, I just saw it, and you fell over there!"

The little leopard cub was taken aback, ah, he did trip over a vine on a dead tree today, so the leaves on his body were glued to him at that time.

But at that time, there was obviously no one else around, and he was once very glad that no one saw that embarrassing scene. It turned out that this brat hid by the side to watch him embarrass himself, it was really bad.

Thinking of this, the little leopard cub wanted to fight again.

Rigg quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands, and said to Shelley:

"I believe you are not lying, please tell me where you found it."

"I can't tell, but I still remember where it is. I'll show you."

Little wolf cub Shelley wanted to describe that place, but found that he was a little short of words, and his face was a little tangled.

While comforting the little leopard cub, Lige encouraged him: "It's okay if you can't tell, then take me to see it."

There are priorities. Thinking of the existence of potatoes, Rigg could not sit still. It is more important to find potatoes at this moment. Rieg asked Gal and the others to make pottery first, and he went to the forest to see.

A group of people followed the little wolf cub into the forest, jumped over two deep pits, walked around a small banyan bush, and cut through a circle of climbing vines before arriving at the destination.

Before arriving at the place, Rieg already knew why they were always coming and going in the forest, but he had never found potatoes at all. These potato leaves were too hidden. He took this group of Cubs, in order to prevent accidents, they usually search in the open fields at the edge of the forest.

When he wasn't there, these cubs picked places by themselves, just drilled holes, climbed vines, and went wherever they were interested, and there was this windfall.

The potato leaves on the ground, the big ones are 10cm, the small ones are no more than 4-5cm, which is similar to the one in his hand. There is a small trace of being pressed in the dense leaf clumps. Lige's eyes are unconscious Glancing at the little leopard cub, it seemed that his butt had been in close contact with that piece of ground.

This natural potato field occupies about [-]% of the land. Although the area is small, it grows lush and lush. When the wind blows, the leaves rub against each other. It has a very strong vitality at first glance.

Rieg's heart was beating thumpingly for a long time, but now he finally let go.

He stretched out a finger, and after attracting the attention of all the cubs, he told them solemnly:

"This land is a very important potato field. The potatoes are still in the mud and have not matured, so we have to wait for them to mature before digging."

"If you listen to my boss, now I ask all of you not to come to this field to make trouble before the potatoes are ripe, otherwise you will not recognize me as the boss."

After threatening, Rieg slowed down again:

"Potatoes are so delicious. When they are ripe, we dig them back. I can teach you several ways to eat potatoes. I guarantee that each of you will like them."

After listening to Lige's words, the cubs patted their chests and promised that they would listen to the boss's words. After making the promise, they smacked their fingers and asked:

"Is it really that delicious?"

"Is it better than meat?"

"Is it better than wild vegetable soup?"

"Hahaha, really, I promise! Roasted Potato Pork is very, very delicious." Reminiscence flashed in Rieger's eyes.

It tastes better than meat and wild vegetables. What kind of taste should that be? The cubs fantasized about it, and at the same time made up their minds that they must protect these potatoes and never let their naughty friends harm them. .

At this time, the little leopard cub suddenly jumped out and volunteered: "Boss, you can give this land to me. I will definitely watch over them and never let anyone destroy it!"

As if to confront the little leopard cub, the little wolf cub also jumped out after hearing this:

"You should leave it to me. You can't even walk well, and your butt has crushed many leaves. I've seen it."

"Do you want to fight?"

"Come on who is afraid of who!"

Seeing that another war was about to start over the right to guard a piece of potato field, Lige hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop, saving them from fighting again.

But it’s good for these little guys to come and watch, the potatoes in front of them are half to one month away from ripening, at least it will take half to a month, there is no guarantee that there will not be other small animals such as wild mice and wild hedgehogs coming to the land, he must be If he doesn't have time to come to inspect every day, he will feel more at ease with these bastards watching out for him.

Moreover, the little wolf cub Shelley and the little leopard cub Aman are the oldest of these cubs in terms of age, and it turns out that they are the heads of these cubs. With them restraining them, the younger ones will definitely not be naughty, so he said to them :

"It was actually thanks to the two of you that we were able to find this land. How about this? Since you all want to protect it, I have an idea. You take turns to guard it for a day. How to raise it is the head office."

After a pause, Lige said again: "Aman, you run fast, and Shelley is strong. With the cooperation of the two of you, I can rest assured."

"You know, this is a very important potato field. If the potatoes are ripe, it can provide food reserves for the tribe, even hunting teams can't match it!"

Being praised by... Ah Man: (￣▽￣)~*

Better than... Than a hunting team - Shelley: ︿(￣︶￣)︿

Be trusted! ! !

We do! ! !

It was an irresistible mission. Aman and Shelley were at war with each other at first, but when they heard Rigg's words, they stopped fighting, as if they felt the sacred sense of responsibility on their shoulders, and patted their chests to promise that they would complete the task.

Seeing that Ah Man and Shelley can guard the potato field, and when the potatoes grow, they will get more food than the warriors in the clan. The rest of the cubs all showed envy, but they didn't dare to snatch it. On the one hand, the boss is appointed by the boss, and besides, they can't beat the two big ones, so they can only secretly envy and hate in their hearts.

Lige has nothing to do, the potato field is such a big place, and it doesn’t take so many people for all the cubs to guard it together. Besides, these guys look small, but in fact, picking wild vegetables and digging holes every day can also be used by the tribe. There are quite a few people who work, so we can't let them collectively do nothing for a piece of land.

At this time, Ah Man stood up and said: "I can let one of you patrol the potato field with me every day, but the rest of you have to help the two of us pick enough wild vegetables for daily picking. If you agree, that's it." Let's do it."

Shelley also said: "This is a good idea. Then I will choose one person to patrol with me every day. After the potatoes grow in the field, everyone will be credited."

Although both of them wanted to share this glory, they still didn't like each other. After saying this, they stared at each other, and walked to the group of cubs to stand far away from each other.

The little cub didn't care about the undercurrent between the two older ones, and let them participate in it. They were so happy that they jumped and jumped in place, and almost screamed and jumped into the potato field.

Seeing that they were so happy, Li Ge also looked at the two big cubs with admiration. Don't look at them naughty fights, and often pounce on the little cubs as prey, they are actually very simple and good kids.

Reassuringly handing over the potato fields to these prehistoric child workers, Rieg took Charlie back to the kiln and continued to ponder over his large water storage container.

Rigg took Gal and Billy to make several large clay pots, each of which was the size of a sauerkraut jar of later generations. It was more than enough to store water, and it depended on whether it could be kept intact in the kiln.

However, Rieger is very confident about this. In normal human history, the ancients could burn clay bowls on open-air firewood to produce the roughest black pottery. His conditions are much better than those of ancient humans. , failed for no reason.

The mud embryos in several large jars have been naturally air-dried for a day and a night as usual.

Lige personally held these smooth and dry can blanks and put them into the kiln chamber. There was no solution for the kiln door for the time being, so he simply piled up red bricks and sealed it with mud.

In order to ensure the quality of this batch of clay pots and ensure that the temperature in the kiln rises above 800 degrees, this time Lige decided to use charcoal for all fuel during the kiln firing process.

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