Farming in the Primitive Tribe

"Goddess, is this all right?"

“Just let the sun dry it.

Others were doubtful, but thinking that it was the goddess who said it, they suppressed their doubts in their hearts.

"How long does it take to dry it into the persimmons you mentioned?"

"About ten days."

They nodded and knew whether it was true or not in ten days.

It was still early, Shen Xiaoxiao cleaned the cave and moved the water tank to the front of the cave. She wanted to carry water to fill it up but realized that there was no bucket. She sighed softly. It seemed that she had to get a bucket out, but now she only had bones. With a knife, it's not too difficult to split firewood.

She originally wanted to use a bowl to fill the water and pour it into the water tank, but she tried it. Although she could pick it up, she was reluctant. After all, the bowl was already heavy, and it became even heavier when it was filled with water. She was afraid of breaking it. I gave up the idea.

She thought that she would wait for Xiao Yan to come back and let him fill it. He hunted all year round and had enough strength to fill it with water. Otherwise, she would wait for her to find a way to get a wooden barrel and use it.

When the witch doctor saw the cooked pots and pans, his eyes were full of curiosity. After hearing the uses of these things, his eyes lit up. He looked at Shen Xiaoxiao with enthusiasm and even some tears in his eyes.

Shen Xiaoxiao couldn't understand her eyes for a moment, and frowned slightly, "Witch doctor, what are you doing?"

"Goddess..." The witch doctor's voice was choked with sobs, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Shen Xiaoxiao was even more puzzled. She was full of doubts and didn't understand what she meant. She wanted to ask, but the witch doctor had recovered, as if she was not the one who lost control just now.

Shen Xiaoxiao suppressed the doubts in her heart. She still respected the witch doctor. After all, the witch doctor did not feel sorry for her when she stayed in the tribe before, and he also helped her. She was not the kind of ungrateful person. Since she doesn't want to say it, she won't ask. She will naturally know when she wants to say it.

As the sun set, Shen Xiaoxiao took back the dried wolfberry, white fungus, and persimmons. For fear of staining the persimmons, she also moved two tripods to hang them in the cave. The cave was simply big enough, otherwise she would have put so many things there. It looked so crowded.

After she finished doing this, Xiao Yan also came back. He was carrying a basket on his shoulder, with three chickens hanging on it, and a pure white thing in his hand. She hurriedly went up to meet him, and then she saw clearly his hand. The object turned out to be a pure white fox, with fur as white as snow, and its tail hanging weakly. It could be seen that it had already expired.

"Where did you hunt it?" Shen Xiaoxiao was curious. The fox was cunning and flexible. It took a lot of effort to hunt it down, and the fur was still so intact, so it took even more effort.

"Do you like it? I'll make you an animal skin dress." When Xiao Yan saw this fox, his first reaction was that it would look good to use the fox's skin to make an animal skin skirt for Xiaoxiao. After all, Xiaoxiao's skin is so white.

"Give it to me?" Shen Xiaoxiao couldn't believe it. After all, this was wild fur, and it was still so intact. It would be a hot commodity in modern times, let alone in this era when all the fur was worn was animal skins.

With one more animal skin, they would have something to keep warm in the winter.

She didn't expect that Xiao Yan would give her this precious fox skin without blinking an eye.

"Well, do you like it?" Xiao Yan looked natural.

"I like it." A big smile appeared on Shen Xiaoxiao's face. Since he wanted to be good to her, she would not be ignorant. Of course, she would also treat him well in her own way. The relationship between the two was mutual. Yes, no matter what kind of relationship, it needs to be managed. A relationship with only one party giving will not last long.

Xiao Yan raised the corners of his lips, "I'll hunt for you next time I see him."

"Okay." Shen Xiaoxiao agreed with a smile, "Put the things down first, and use the meat to make some soup later."

"Okay." Xiao Yan put the captured pheasants into the chicken pen and threw some grass in for them to eat.

Those who went hunting also came back. When they saw the fox in Xiao Yan's hand, they all gathered around excitedly, "Xiao Yan, where did you hunt the fox? And the fur is still so intact."

"Fighted on the mountain." Xiao Yan's expression was indifferent. They all knew him well and didn't think there was anything wrong with his tone. One of them turned his eyes slightly and said, "Xiao Yan, can I exchange this fur with you?"

Xiao Yan immediately took the fox back and refused without mercy, "No." He might have agreed before, but this was for Xiaoxiao.

After hearing what Xiao Yan said, the man wanted to fight for it again, but after seeing Xiao Yan's expression, he knew that there was no room for negotiation, so he gave up.

Soon Xiao Yan deftly removed a whole piece of skin and washed the meat. Shen Xiaoxiao took some to make soup, skewered the rest and asked Xiao Yan to carry water to fill the water tank. .

Soon a smell of meat spread into everyone's noses. Different from the smell of barbecue, this smell had an indescribable sweetness. Everyone looked in the direction of the smell and found something being burned on the fire. A puff of smoke rose from the top, and the smell came from here.

They didn't understand what it was, but Humanity, who already knew its function, said, "This is the pot that the goddess uses to cook food."

"How do you know?" Others were a little surprised. They were sure this was their first time meeting him. How could they know it?

"Today we boiled water with the goddess." The man said with a proud expression.

The people who went out to hunt and gather were puzzled and did not understand what they were talking about, so they asked carefully and were shocked to learn that this was what the goddess had kneaded out of clay.

Can this be roasted on the fire?

For a moment they couldn't help but walked over, "Goddess, what are you doing?"

"Make soup."

"Soup?"

"It's just food boiled with water."

"Is this thing edible? Isn't food meant for roasting?" someone asked in confusion.

"If you can eat it, roasting is just one way. There are many ways to cook food, such as boiling is one method now, and there are also steaming, frying, and stir-frying..." Now the conditions don't allow it, so we can only cook and bake.

The eyes of the others were full of doubts, but the aroma in the pot was getting stronger and stronger, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva. It seemed to be really delicious, but it didn't look like much, and they were embarrassed to open this mouth to let the goddess share it. them.

Shen Xiaoxiao didn't say anything. After all, there was only so much, and even if she shared it, it wouldn't be enough for one person. Besides, she planned to cook it for herself, so how could she share it all?

There is a saying that worries not about scarcity but inequality. If she opened her mouth to give it to them, it would be embarrassing if she didn't get enough. Those who didn't get the share wouldn't know what to think.

Seeing them staying here, Shen Xiaoxiao had no choice but to say, "You go back and eat food." It was useless to stay here, and she had nothing to share with them.

How could they not know, but the smell was so fragrant, it would be nice for them to smell it.

Seeing their looks, Shen Xiaoxiao silently closed the lid and said calmly, "It's not yet cooked." They were too embarrassed to eat while they were staring at her like this.

The others swallowed, turned around and left, then continued baking food.