I am a Primitive Man

　　 "Fish, no!"

　　 Limp, feeling deceived, pointed to the small river covered with ice, and some of the ice was still covered by a layer of snow, and said to Han Cheng a little angry.

　　 Han Cheng couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he saw this. Is this what the big brother said the fish is gone?

　　 Do they mean that the fish is missing because the river is frozen, and the fish can no longer be seen as usual, so they think they are missing?

　　 Instead of what I thought, because of the cold, the fish swam elsewhere?

　　 Han Cheng thought this way, and suddenly patted his forehead.

　　 He found that he had been thinking about it from the beginning, because he had always thought that the fish here were migratory fish, but he ignored the fact that after the heavy snow fell, the big brother took the people from the tribe to fight the three-day fish.

　　 It's all snowing. These fish are still there. It would be strange if they were migrating fish!

　　 "Fish, below!"

　　 After his upset, he let out a sigh of relief, the food crisis of the tribe can be resolved!

　　 I will not be lame as an untrustworthy person.

　　 With a surprised smile on Han Cheng's face, he stabbed the ice with a stick vigorously. After confirming that the ice was strong enough, he went on to the ice.

　　 touched the ice with his foot, and said to an angry limp.

　　 showed a look of doubt. He did not agree with Han Cheng's words. This has obviously turned into a solid stone. How could there be fish?

　　 It's just that Han Cheng's surprised expression and determined tone made him hesitate.

　　 "Fish, below!"

　　 "Catch the fish and eat!"

　　 Han Cheng even said that he expressed his meaning to the lame man with gestures, and once again offered food, a pie that is hard to refuse.

　　 then motioned to Lime to smash the ice under his feet with the stone he held in his arms.

　　 Of course, for safety, Han Cheng limped to a place close to the river bank.

　　 In this way, even if the gap in the ice surface is accidentally broken, and the ice falls into the water, it can basically crawl out.

　　 "咚! 咚! 咚!"

　　 The red lameness with two hands holding the stone and smashing the ice under the foot forcefully, every time the stone goes down, a piece of icy debris will splash around.

　　 The ice layer was very thick, and I was sweating lamely. After resting four times, I finally smashed a hole on the ice.

　　 This makes Han his witty praise.

　　 If you don't flick out the limp, there will be almost 20 centimeters of ice, and relying on your current self, you really can't break it.

　　 In the first time the ice layer was smashed to reveal the water, Lame smiled and believed in Han Cheng's words.

　　Since there is water under this stone-like thing, the fish really never left as this guy said.

　　 Under the sign of Han Cheng, he limped along the hole that was smashed out and enlarged the hole.

　　Because the ice surface has been smashed apart, it is much easier to smash it aside.

　　 It didn't take long for the ice cave to more than doubled.

　　 "Fish!"

　　 Before Han Cheng could speak to let Lime fish out the crushed ice from the ice cave, Lime had already pointed at the fish with its mouth open at the mouth of the cave and exclaimed excitedly.

　　 Had it not been for Han Cheng to stop him, the limp, who had thrown the stone in his arms directly to the side, had already lay on the ice and grabbed it with his hands.

　　 Han Cheng couldn't help but smile, it would be nice to have fish! Just have fish!

　　 He let the excitement limp and threw the stones on the ice to the shore, otherwise it would stick to the ice in a short time in this weather.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 It seemed that these fish were all suffocated, and not long after the ice surface broke open, seven or eight fish gathered at the entrance of the cave.

　　 They crowded here, breathing greedily with their mouths open.

　　 Han Cheng felt that it was uncomfortable for them to squeeze together to breathe. It would be better to come ashore with ease, so he looked at the opportunity and pierced the middle one.

　　 A good start!

　　 I don't know if it was this fish that was unlucky or Han Cheng, who had never practiced the spearfishing technique before, just one shot, a fish that was more than a foot long was stabbed by him, no, it was a spear.

　　 Han Cheng used both hands to pick it up directly from the water.

　　 The fish's tail swings in the air, throwing out a string of beautiful drops.

　　 "Fish!"

　　 looked at the fish jumping in the snow, and cried out with joy again.

　　 He limped, quickly lifted the beating fish, and grinned silly at Han Cheng.

　　 Han Cheng is also laughing, this fish is at least three catties.

　　 "Puff!"

　　Han Cheng chased after victory and shot another fish.

　　 It's only a pity that this time I didn't have the good luck of the last time. I got off the harpoon, and nothing was left except some scales.

　　 These fish are all suffocated. It is a rare opportunity to breathe. When Han Cheng stabbed with a harpoon like this, it only sank a little below, and soon they would resurface above the water.

　　 "Puff!"

Han Cheng, who was full of strength, made another move. The bald harpoon made of a wooden stick in his hand stabbed the fish's head, causing the fish to jump with pain, and jumped directly from the water to the ice surface, jumping back and forth. .

　　 This is a surprise.

　　 "Fish, I am coming!"

　　 limped and held the fish that jumped up after being beaten, and threw it together with the previous one, and then eagerly asked for the harpoon from Han Cheng, preparing to experience the joy of harvest by himself.

　　 After all, picking fish is not as enjoyable as spearfishing.

　　 Han Cheng's body is still small now, and in addition, he has just reborn, the scorched shell on the body has not completely faded, and his strength is not enough.

　　 If it is a sharp harpoon made of thin steel bars or iron bars of later generations, it can still be used to fish.

　　 But now, using this kind of direct is a straight stick, and the head of the stick is not shaved but ground harpoon. With his current strength, it is really far from it.

　　Although Han Cheng wanted to cross two more to have fun, he knew that it was not the time to play and the most important thing was getting food, so he handed the harpoon to the lame hand.

　　'S lame leg was lame, but his strength and his previous work experience were still there. He looked at a fish, bent his waist, and stabbed the harpoon diagonally.

　　 only heard the sound of ‘crash,’ and among the crystal clear water droplets, a two-foot fish had been stabbed through the stomach with a harpoon and picked out from the water.

　　 "Fish!"

　　 He shouted in excitement, took the fish from the harpoon and handed it to Han Cheng. Han Cheng took the fish that was still flapping its tail with both hands and was almost taken to the ground.

　　 This fish weighs less than ten catties!

　　 Limp completely plunged into the joy of harvest. He has completely forgotten the cold. He just stood on the edge of the ice hole with the harpoon and stared at the ice hole with his eyes. When the time was right, he would insert the harpoon in his hand.

　　 Every time he plugs in one, he will shout in excitement: "Fish!"

　　 Limp is really happy. Since his leg was injured, he has never been so happy as today.

　　 He is not a burden in the tribe, he can also hunt for food for the tribe!

　　 Being a cumbersome lameness for more than three years, the joy at this time is emanating from the depths of my heart.

　　 (I’m already at the eleventh place, I can show my face in the top ten after working harder. I also ask you guys to help me. Thanks.)