I am a Primitive Man

　　 Han Cheng swears that he has never had such a delicious meat soup.

　　Although this meat soup is made in a unique style, there is no added seasoning, not even salt, but he can still say with certainty that this is really the most delicious and delicious food he has ever eaten.

　　 After eating three bowls of water in a row, Han Cheng ate all the minced meat in the ‘bone bowl’.

　　 The old primitive man seemed very happy that Han Cheng, who was like wood, could eat the food he invented.

　　 He put the empty bone bowl back to its original place, and looked at Han Cheng with a smile behind him, and then tentatively said something to him, with some gestures.

　　 Han Cheng couldn't understand or figure out what the old primitive man meant. Even if he understood, all he could respond to was just rolling his eyes and blinking his eyes as he does now.

　　The old primitive man worked hard like this for a while, and seeing Han Cheng seemed to be unable to understand what he meant, he stopped doing useless work and turned around and started busying his affairs.

　　 After waking up today, Han Chengcheng knew that the old primitive man in front of him was a cultural person.

　　 This is very easy to come to, because in this cave, a relatively independent cave, there are many stone slabs, and many simple and clumsy characters are carved on the stone slabs.

　　 Uh, maybe it can be described with pictures.

　　 is very similar to those seen on the rock wall before crossing.

　　 And now the old primitive man is using a stone to slowly portray on a slate that is not full of writing.

　　 What is a person who can write, not a cultural person? Especially in primitive times.

　　 Han Cheng slanted his eyes and stared at the hand of the old primitive man holding the stone, wanting to see what he was going to portray.

　　 However, until he fell asleep, he didn't see why he came out.

　　 This is not because the old primitive man’s characters are too primitive and Han Cheng can’t understand it, but because the old primitive man’s writing speed is too slow, so slow that two characters have not been written, Han Cheng has fallen asleep...

When 　　 woke up again, the sky was already a little dark, and a primitive man who went out returned with the joy of harvest.

"boom!"

　　 The second senior brother with a big belly shook his shoulder, and a heavy prey fell from his shoulder to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, blowing the flames constantly swaying, almost extinguishing.

　　 Han Cheng looked over and recognized that it was a wild boar. According to its size, it was about a hundred jin. Such a big guy didn't know how they caught it and killed it.

　　 Today is a harvest day. In addition to this big wild boar, there are also three small wild boars weighing more than ten kilograms.

　　 It seems that they gave this wild boar's family.

　　 There are also some women who spread the animal skins in their hands, revealing the yellowish fruits inside.

　　 These fruits were all put to the place where the big brother took the fruits last night.

　　 Everyone in the tribe was joyful, looking at the precious food with joy.

　　Because there are so many prey, they can have a good meal!

　　 Under the arrangement of the big brother, the people in the cave began to work orderly and in full swing.

　　 Junior Brother Sha used a stone knife to separate the belly of four wild boars of different sizes.

　　 Take out all the internal organs of the wild boar, and hand the intestines to the thin man with lame legs.

　　 The lame man, with the help of his wife, took these intestines and walked out of the cave. After a while, his wife walked in with a handful of treated pig intestines.

　　 is handed over to the person in charge of making dinner, and she continues to go out to help his man deal with pig intestines.

　　 Han Cheng blinked, but he didn't expect that this crippled primitive man was still a master at dealing with intestines.

　　 Others are not idle, peeling the skin, cutting the meat and grilling the intestines, and it is very busy.

　　 As everyone was busy, the smell of meat soon spread in the cave.

　　 The food tonight is indeed very rich. In addition to the four pairs of pigs in the water, there is also a small wild boar roasted.

　　 After the things are baked, according to the master brother first hands.

　　 He tore a piece of fat from the roasted pork, got another piece of intestines, and held the old primitive man who was the first to give it to the master.

　　 The old primitive man pointed to Han Cheng, and he said two gestures to the big brother. The big brother nodded, then raised his head and looked at Han Cheng curiously.

　　 then went out and took some more from the pile of baked food.

　　 A black piece, Han Cheng did not recognize it.

　　 The rich dinner has begun. The food tonight is very sufficient. Even the **** primitive family who went to fetch the food in the end received enough food to fill their stomachs.

　　 Seeing everyone eating meat happily, Han Cheng's belly also sang a small song happily.

　　 But no one paid any attention to him. Everyone, including the old primitive people, was enjoying their hard-won food.

　　 Of course, the old primitive people still eat slowly.

　　 After everyone else has eaten and treated each other's hair with their hands for a while, the old primitive talent will finally swallow the last bite of food.

　　 Then he got up, took the bone bowl that Han Cheng had already used once, and picked up the dark and indistinct thing that the big brother finally took. UU reading www. uukanshu.com broke a small piece out with your hand, crushed it with your hand, and put it into the bone bowl.

　　Han Cheng suddenly realized that this was roasted pork liver.

　　 About ten minutes later, Han Cheng drank a delicious and alternative pork liver soup.

　　 At this time, the cave was darkened.

　　 When he finished eating, most of the people in the cave had already fallen asleep.

　　 Han Cheng looked at this simple and quiet cave, and the people in it, his heart was surprisingly quiet.

　　 Working at sunrise and resting at sunset. In this seemingly monotonous life, he felt what he had always wanted but could not get from it.

　　 That is the slow pace of life.

　　 Here, people don’t need to pursue too many things, as long as there is enough food to fill their stomachs every day, they can get joy from the depths of their hearts.

　　 is not like later generations, every day being overwhelmed by invisible pressure.

　　 I can’t wait to stay up all day, but I still feel that there is not enough time...

　　 From this point of view, later generations may not really have the joy of primitive people.

　　 Han Cheng's somewhat ethereal thoughts were interrupted.

　　 may be due to the fullness of food. There are very many people who cannot sleep tonight.

　　 And there is no good entertainment at this time. Unlike the later generations, you can beat the king. So, the original singing was soon played in the cave.

　　 One after another.

Han Cheng suddenly discovered a very serious problem. In the past, if he encountered such a scene, even if he didn't want to, he would immediately react to something below, but now, he didn't even feel a little bit. !

　　Mother, it's over now...