I am a Primitive Man

As the people of the neighboring wind tribe returned, in the cave of the neighboring wind tribe, there were bursts of cheers, and joy filled the whole tribe.

When some people returning from the Qingque tribe bravely said that they would join the Qingque tribe, and invited the rest of the tribe to join the kind-hearted Qingque tribe, the old primitive people kept their ears up and listening. Bend down and touched a shoe, as long as things were not right, he would take off his shoes and lend them to the neighbors of the tribe.

However, what happened next made the old primitive people of the Wind Tribe quite regretful.

After learning the news from these people who have returned from the Qingque tribe, the leader of the neighboring wind tribe reacted as strongly as the leader of the wind tribe, but the difference was that one was angrily rolling his eyes, the other was Extremely pleasantly surprised, tightly grasping the speaker's hand, confirming over and over again, for fear that the news is false.

When it was confirmed that these were true, the people of the neighboring wind tribe headed by the leader of the neighboring wind tribe could not help but burst into cheers.

For these people who have returned from the Qingque tribe, the leaders of the Linfeng tribe have no doubts about what they say about how kind and wealthy the Qingque tribe is.

Leaving aside the clothes on these tribesmen who returned from the Qingque tribe, the food and salt they brought back were enough to convince them.

Especially after I heard that there are things in the Qingque tribe that can make people sweat when sleeping on it in this kind of weather, the people of the neighboring wind tribe who stay in the cave are very happy to join the Qingque tribe. , It becomes even more impatient.

Because they had eaten enough one by one, the cave entrance was not tightly blocked, and everyone huddled together around the fire to sleep at night, and they were still shivering from the cold.

People in the Linfeng tribe dare not ask for three delicious meals a day, as long as they have the kind of things that these people in their tribe say are extremely warm to sleep.

Seeing that this thing was successfully completed like this, the old primitive man who was always ready could only put on his half-taken shoes back with regret.

After confirming that as long as you follow the trade team of the Qingque tribe, you will not get any harm when walking in the ice and snow, and that no one will freeze to death, the people of the neighboring wind tribe can't wait to clean up.

There was not the slightest sadness, but it was full of joy. The hole was too big and the cave was always filled with wind. They didn't want to stay in it for a moment.

It is said to be tidying up, but in fact there is nothing to tidy up. What we do the most is to relocate the food and salt that the people who have returned from the Qingque tribe to the sledge outside.

As for the Linfeng tribe's own property, that little one is really pitiful.

Because as early as when he came here from the Qingque master tribe, the old primitive man told Han Cheng that he wanted to bring all the people from their tribe to live with the Qingque tribe this winter, so The trade team's preparations for coming this time are very adequate.

In addition to bringing enough food, he also brought a lot of nitrated fur.

Early in the morning of the next day, these bundles of fur were moved into the cave of the neighboring wind tribe, and the people of the neighboring wind tribe would take off the skins that were wrapped in one layer after another. Put on these animal skins.

There is a big difference between animal skins that have not been nitrated and nitrated.

The animal skin that has not been nitrated is not only hard, but also not close to the body when wrapped, and the effect of keeping warm is limited.

The nitrated leather is completely different, and it can give full play to the advantages of the leather against severe cold.

At the beginning, the people in the Neighbor Wind Tribe didn't understand the behavior of the trade team people.

I don't understand why they want to untie the leather on their bodies and put on the rest of the leather. They are all leather. Is there any difference?

But when they wrapped up the leathers that the trade team had brought, the doubts in their hearts disappeared without a trace.

It turns out that they are all leathers, and the gap is so big.

Compared with the skins of the Qingque tribe, the skins they originally wrapped could only be thrown away.

These people from the neighboring wind tribe, who are wrapped in soft leather, only feel that their bodies are warm. They originally had a lot of worries about traveling in the snow. After being wrapped in such leather, all their worries were Disappeared.

Even some people feel that they don't need the rest. Just with these skins, they have the courage to move forward in such an ice world.

There is a reason why they don’t give them clothes, but just let them go forward wrapped in leather. The main reason is that after getting a set of clothes for the old primitive people, the Qingque tribe can’t get so much. Clothes can only be made with nitrated leather.

After a lot of busyness and everyone's full hot soup, this huge team returned back and forth along the traces that they had just left.

Those people from the Neighboring Tribe who stayed in the cave and never went to the Qingque tribe before, all of them stared wide at this time, and they found everything to be extremely novel.

Especially the thing called a sledge pulled by a deer or an animal they had never seen before made them even more amazed.

Before riding on the sledge, they never thought that they could still choose this way to travel.

This kind-hearted green bird tribe is so smart and amazing!

After hearing that so many magical things were led by the wise gods, Han Cheng’s tall, majestic, intelligent and wise image has been established in the hearts of people like the Linfeng tribe, who have never been to the Qingque tribe. Up...

The team went all the way and came to the residence of the Wind Tribe.

The treatment of the people in the Wind Tribe is the same as the people in the Neighbor Wind Tribe. They stripped off the skins they used to wrap, replaced them with the leather made by the Qingque tribe, and then moved the not too many household items in the cave. The sledge of the Qingque tribe followed the team on the ice and snow.

Those who are young, or who are not in good health, or who are holding children, are arranged to sit on the sledge, instead of stepping on the snow with one foot and one foot shallow.

This kind of treatment dissipated all the worries that the Blue Bird Tribe would be too harsh on the weak in the hearts of the weak.

Next, after seeing the snow house and drinking the wine that would become hot in the mouth, the wind tribe people who migrated like this for the first time, all of them were completely relieved, and they were very concerned about the arrival of Qing The sparrow tribe and the new life that is about to start have also become anticipating.

The leader of the wind tribe was also wrapped in nitrated leather and followed the people in the team, walking on the snow all the way.

The swelling on his face has not been completely eliminated, and there is still some strong resistance to going to the Qingque tribe, but when his eyes are on the shoes worn on the feet of the old primitive people, no amount of resistance is dared to show Coming out can only follow everyone obediently to go to the Qingque tribe that is not kind to him...

Compared with the past, the Qingque tribe, where the snow fell, was a bit more peaceful and comfortable, and a bit less busy.

Even though the people in the tribe were yelled at by Han Cheng through the previous sports games, but due to the climate and the limited things they could do, they still seemed relatively leisurely.

In leisure time, there are two things that are most comfortable to do.

One is the kind of peaceful sleep that doesn't care about anything, and the one that wakes up naturally.

The second is, after waking up, calmly fiddle with some delicious food, and eat slowly.

Hot pot is the best food for winter. The outside is snowy and the wind is bitter, but the inside of the room is warm like spring.

The orange flames under the stove were beating, and the soup in the clay pot was bubbling, and white tofu, yellow bean sprouts, and green cabbage were gently tumbling in it.

There was a burst of white gas, which continued to rise as the soup rolled, filling the room. People sitting around the table holding chopsticks and sweating on their foreheads were sitting around the table.

"It will be more comfortable if it is eaten with some pei mustard, not to mention the refreshing taste, but also the greasy solution."

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Han Cheng sucked his numb lips stimulated by the pepper, and said with a little regret.

"God, then you can get some out to eat..."

The witch on the side put a piece of tofu that had been boiled for a long time into his mouth, sucked his breath, and ate it for a while, then looked at Han Cheng and said hopefully.

From the tone and demeanor of the son of God, Wu could see the yearning of the son of God.

And the things that the **** child usually yearns for are very rare and delicious. Wu is very hope that the **** child can get the Fuling mustard pickle that he heard for the first time, so that he can follow the **** child to taste it. Just what a wonderful taste of very unusual food.

The senior brothers and the second senior brothers who were eating together around the table all raised their heads and looked at their **** son hopefully.

However, this time is destined to disappoint them.

Han Cheng gave a piece of mutton cooked with chopsticks to his mouth, and sighed regretfully as he chewed: "Can't eat it. This Fuling mustard is just like a tea egg. It is extremely precious and extremely precious. Our tribe simply can't afford luxury things."

"Hiss~!"

"Hiss~!"

After Han Cheng's words fell silent, a series of sudden chills sounded in the room.

Wu, Senior Brother and others all looked at their gods with shocked expressions, and forgot to chew the food in their mouths. The chopsticks in the hands of Second Senior Brother were shocked to the ground by the news.

It can't be blamed that they haven't seen any fuss in the world, but the news is indeed too surprising.

They all heard about tea eggs. According to the **** child, it was a god-level delicacy and extremely luxurious.

Two pigs and a sheep in the tribe can't be exchanged for a small tea egg!

Now, the kind of Fuling mustard that Shenzi said is actually on the same level as tea and eggs, and can be regarded as a luxury thing on the same level. How can it not surprise them?

After this astonishment lasted for a while, Wu closed his grown-up mouth, then lowered his head to eat quietly, and delivered lamb rolls, tofu, and fried tofu sticks to his mouth.

He decided to cover his mouth with food and not let himself talk anymore.

As for the Fuling mustard tuber, what he said just now is all he did not say.

God's son is not wrong at all. They really can't afford the Fuling mustard tuber that is as luxurious as tea and eggs.

Not only did the witch calm down, but the other big brothers who had recovered from the shock also learned the appearance of a witch, bowed their heads and ate silently without talking.

They were all shocked by the extravagance of Fuling mustard tuber that the son of God said.

Even the second brother who likes to eat the most among the people, when he heard Han Cheng said that it was actually linked to tea and eggs, he immediately stopped eating Fuling mustard pickles.

They really can't afford such a luxury thing, not only can't afford it, but now they can't even think about it.

Inside the room that was still very lively, after Han Cheng sacrificed the extravagant thing of Fuling mustard, it suddenly became quiet, everyone was overwhelmed by it and couldn't lift their heads, they could only keep talking about it. Send lamb rolls to shock.

After Han Cheng chewed up the mutton roll and swallowed it, he recalled the Fuling mustard tuber that was a pack of one dollar, and he couldn't help sighing deeply.

He really can't afford it now, because he doesn't even have a dollar...

After today's dinner for the senior members of the Qingque tribe, the name of Fuling mustard mustard began to spread in the Qingque tribe.

After hearing that this kind of food is as precious as tea and eggs, the Qingque tribe people who heard about this kind of food for the first time were terrified and even gasped.

After a period of development, Fuling mustard has become a member of the Qingque tribe. It is used to describe a certain item that is too precious and can not be used as a vocabulary. It represents a kind of top luxury, even more than Tea eggs!

"The Son of God! The Son of God!"

Han Cheng was lying on the edge of the kang, holding a small rattle in his hand, swaying back and forth there, teasing the fat girl who was eating at his home, and suddenly there was a series of hurried shouts outside. There was also the sound of hurried footsteps, from far to near.

Han Cheng's heart was stirred by such a movement, and the first thought in his heart was something else in the tribe!

Right now, he put the rattle into the hands of Little Pea on one side, and walked outside the door in three steps.

At this time, some panting people who ran had already arrived.

This person is Qingcao. Now she and a few others have almost become full-time chefs of the Qingque tribe. The normal diet of the tribe is basically controlled by them.

What does it mean for the grass to come in such a hurry now? Is there a fire in the kitchen?

With this thought, Han Chengcheng quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the dining hall.

It was as quiet as ever, and there was no imaginary smoke billowing scene.

This made Han Cheng's heart relieved a lot, as long as the kitchen was not on fire, the rest of the matter was easy to say.

"what happened?"

Han Cheng looked at the running panting grass and asked.

"I...I, beans...tofu, eat..."

Qingcao speaks incoherently now, and doesn't know how to express it.

I said anxiously for a while and didn't say one, so after I came out, I didn't say anything, but motioned Han Cheng to go to the kitchen with her, looking extremely anxious.

Seeing this, Han Cheng didn't hesitate, so he followed Qingcao and walked quickly towards the kitchen. He was very curious, wanting to see what big news Qingcao and the others had made, such a fuss.

"God... Son of God, here!"

The running panting grass pointed at something on the edge of the kitchen and said to Han Cheng.

Han Cheng followed the direction of the grassy fingers, and after seeing the face of the thing clearly, his eyes straightened.

After standing here in a daze for a while, Han Cheng took three steps and took two steps to the front of the thing that Qingcao was pointing at. He squatted down and watched carefully. After watching this for a while, he still hung this one on the branch indiscriminately. The dumpling was torn off a small piece and put in the mouth, slowly tasting.

This shocked the green grass watching from the side.

This kind of thing has never been seen in the tribe. The **** son just put it in his mouth and tasted it. What should I do if it is poisonous?

In a hurry, Qingcao suddenly remembered that in the autumn, Bigfoot ate poisonous tung oil, and then he was cured by Gu and the others with a dung scoop, and his heart became calmer.

He made up his mind at the moment. Once he found signs of poisoning, he immediately called someone over and waited on him.

So Qing Cao's eyes widened, staring at Han Cheng tightly, not daring to blink, for fear of missing something.

"Hahaha! Good! You did a good job of green grass!"

Under the close gaze of Qingcao, after eating something that he had never seen before, he squatted there motionless, his whole person was like a **** son Han who had been used to fix himself, suddenly he fell from the ground. I stood up, and laughed loudly, constantly praising the ability of the grass.

With joy and excitement, he punched the grass in the chest, and shook the grass's huge chest muscles.

The green grass that was about to call people to prepare the dung scoop was a little stunned by the excitement of the son of Han Da.

God child is really okay? Or call someone to come over and try it with a dung scoop, after all, the behavior of the **** son at this time seems to be too abnormal.

Han Cheng also felt that his behavior was inappropriate. He smiled happily, shook his hand, and after concealing his embarrassment, he continued to happily said: "Cowgrass, this is a very good, very good new food. Ah, how did you find out?!"

It's no wonder that Han Cheng was so excited. This dumpling hung on the branch as firewood is really a very good ingredient.

This thing is tofu skin.

Tofu skin is indeed a very good ingredient. Whether it is marinated with meat when braised, or used for soup, or put some into it when eating hot pot, it tastes very good. delicious.

Han Cheng knows that there is something like tofu skin, and that tofu skin is made of soy milk, but unfortunately, he can only make tofu. He tried many times and didn't get the tofu skin out.

He had already given it up very regretfully, but he didn't expect that after Qingcao hurriedly called himself over today, he saw the tofu skin that made him clueless.

Although these tofu skins entangled in the branches seem too miserable compared with the whole tofu skins seen in later generations, it is undeniable that they are tofu skins!

Qing Cao didn't expect that the things she had accidentally made would be so valued by the gods. Under Han Cheng's inquiry, she immediately began to talk about how she discovered the tofu skin.

Through the narration of the grass, Han Cheng gradually understood the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Things are simple to say.

Today, some people in the tribe are grinding tofu. Qingcao and another person are responsible for boiling the soy milk filtered outside, scooping tofu in a big tank, and scooping the tofu on four or four. Fang Fang, inside the box used to press tofu.

It happened that after a pot of soy milk was boiled and scooped into the tank, the person in charge of ordering the tofu was anxious, the kind who couldn't hold it back, covered his stomach and hurried to the toilet.

At this time, it was not time to cook, and there were only two of them in the kitchen. Once that person left, there was nothing but grass left.

I added firewood to the firepit and prepared the brine. I hurriedly prepared it. When I was about to pour the brine into the tofu, I found that the soy milk that was scooped in the big tank actually had a film on the surface.

When I ordered tofu, I found this kind of film after putting the boiled soy milk for a while.

In the past, the brine was poured in and stirred without paying attention, but this time it didn't work.

Because this time a lot of black and gray fell on this film.

This is caused by a grass stalk with big leaves when the fire was burning just now.

After the leaves of this kind of grass are burned, they will turn into fluttering, flakes of grass ash, which will easily drift in the house with the updraft formed by the fire.

In the past, when making tofu ~www.wuxiahere.com~Qingcao would pay attention not to burn firewood such as big leaf grass, but this time because another person left, she was a little busy alone, and she forgot about it in a hurry.

With so much grass ash falling on the soy milk, of course, there is no way to continue some tofu without paying attention, so the green grass was peeled off along with the upper layer of film and thrown aside.

After I was busy with everything, I suddenly discovered that the things she had thrown away at random had actually become hard, and they looked a bit like paper used by the tribe.

This kind of magical change is naturally beyond the imagination of Qingcao, so after standing here and watching for a while, she hurriedly ran to find the **** son Han Cheng...

After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, Han Cheng was both happy and somewhat helpless.

Fortunately, a new kind of food has been added to the tribe since then. What is helpless is that he discovered that when he tried to make tofu skin, he was completely misled...

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