Mainly, now I am... so hungry!
He thought about it, and first handed the old man a bunch of grilled fish in his hand. The old man's eyes lit up and swallowed, but he waved his hand and repeated the action again, indicating that he still wanted Chen Chao. Tinder, don't want fish.
The old man has high horns on his head, and can determine the ownership of the food. It should be a figure such as a witch or an elder in the tribe.
Seeing that the language is not clear, Chen Chao had to solve his stomach problem first. He solved a slapped fish in two mouthfuls, but the taste...
There is no salt in TM!
It is really tasteless, but fortunately it is full of umami, and the water in the river is also very clean, so after removing the viscera and gills, there is no such unpleasant smell.
Just as he was about to eat the second fish, his host Huang Yan also eagerly leaned to the fire. Pointing to the fish on the wooden stand, he opened his mouth and said "ah".
Chen Chao first uttered the syllable of "eat, fish", and then handed over a roasted fish. Huang Yan took a bite after receiving it, but he was so hot that he grinned, but he still refused to spit out the fish. .
After taking a bite of the fish, he turned to look at the old man holding the jerky, then looked at Chen Chao, then reluctantly handed the grilled fish to the old man, and learned the pronunciation of Chen Chao just now, "fish, Fish, ah."
In this way, a grilled fish was passed halfway around the crowd and then disappeared. The rest of the people looked at the grilled fish standing on the fire, and the two children who hadn't eaten saliva flowed out.
They pulled the hands of the old people around them, trying to pull the old people to the river. Although the old people who didn’t eat it were also a pity, they experienced more things and naturally understood this better than these greedy children. The importance of things to the tribe.
This is the river in front of his tribe!
And this thing seems to be a lot. Maybe in the future, the tribe can not only catch prey in the woods, but old people like themselves can also find ways to fork some fish in the river. As long as there is enough food in winter, as long as they are also laborers who can obtain food. , I will not be given up in winter!
Chen Chao handed a freshly baked fish to Huang Yan who looked at him eagerly, but Huang Yan took it and put it in front of his nose to smell the scent. After smelling it, he handed it to the old man behind him. Crouching down, following Chen Chao's appearance, the skewered fish was grilled on the rack, turning it occasionally.
The old man with the horns wanted to stop it, but he just sighed. This little baby is very ghostly, and we are all here, just follow the little baby.
When Chen Chao saw that Huang Yan started to cook fish for himself, he was finally able to free his hands. He first showed a sincere smile, then put his hands together and put them on the side of his face, making the action of going to sleep and rest, and then put it again. Wave your hand and tell the old man, if he has no place to rest, can he live in your tribe.
Sure enough, maybe the language is not clear, but the smiles between humans are magical. Coupled with the previous grilled fish, the old people in the tribe gradually put aside their defenses on him, but they still didn’t agree, just saying that they couldn’t decide. Wait for the leader to return.
They were both happy and fearful of Chen Chao's arrival, but more of it was joy, mainly because Chen Chao could catch fish and the holy flame. These are things they don't have, and this is a labor force in the prime of life!
If one more person goes hunting, it means that there is an extra portion of food for the winter.
In their cognition, there are many savages who were driven out by the tribe to live alone. The tribe has absorbed two or three, so they have no doubt about Chen Chao's identity.
The fear comes mainly from unfamiliar people, basically appearing on elderly people, and now the men in the entire tribe are out hunting, and we are the old men and a few children, such a strong man, If you want to the jerky from the tribe, these old, weak, sick and disabled people think they can't resist it.
Like the innocent children, under the leadership of Huang Yan, they have surrounded Chen Chao.
Before the sun set, there was a sparse sound of footsteps in the woods, and the laughter of men and women. The women who wrapped the fruit in animal skins came out first, and then the man carrying the prey. They.
Of course, there are already animal skin clothes at this time, but compared to shame, primitive people still think that the storage and carrying functions of animal skins are more important.
Moreover, the autumn temperature here is not so low. Without the need to keep out the cold, all the animal skins in the tribe are naturally taken to hold the collected fruits.
But the only exception is the leader of the tribe, his waist is wrapped in a piece of animal skin.
When the men who came back from hunting came back and saw the children gathered together, they all felt relieved, but suddenly they saw a stranger and were startled. They were about to put on a defensive posture. A grilled fish stepped forward to explain to the leader wrapped in animal skins.
The leader took the grilled fish from the old man's horns and tasted it. Although it was a bit cold, it was edible and delicious, much like the cooked meat that I had tasted in the fire tribe before.
I had requested like the Fire Tribe, and even willing to give the meat of two wild beasts, wanting to learn from them how to obtain the holy fire, but the Fire Tribe was very careful every time when making fire, not allowing others to watch, and it was not allowed. If others take the holy fire away, they will be enemies of their entire tribe and will be punished by the of fire.
The two sides exchanged in local dialect for a while, even talking and making gestures. The old man was excited to take them to the river. First he pointed to the river, indicating that the fish was caught from the river, and then let the leader look at the small fire. heap.
The leader also brightened up. He first looked at the fire carefully and wanted to squat down to touch it, but he was scalded as soon as his hand touched the fire, but the more so, the more excited he became.
He has seen fire and has eaten cooked meat. Naturally, he knows that cooked meat is better than the dried meat or raw meat that he usually eats in his tribe. But the fire is too difficult to obtain and preserve. You can only eat cooked meat when there is a mountain fire. It's not that he has never tried to bring the fire back, but, alas...
Thinking of this, he looked at the burly man sitting by the fire, with hope and desire in his eyes. In the tribe, the holy fire is too much!
