I am a Primitive Man

Han Cheng sat at the entrance of the cave, leisurely watching these people who gathered together in twos and threes in the courtyard, bursting out with great enthusiasm in broad daylight, and took a sip of tea from time to time, and almost commented on the place where they did it. Well, where is there something to watch. (It’s not that there is tea, but we are used to calling hot water tea here, so I wrote it like this)

In his previous life, he had watched too many island nation action movies, and he had seen all kinds of tricks, even the one that broke the Guinness Book of Records in which five hundred people from the island nation performed at the same time more than once.

He is used to the wind and rain, and he can be calm and breezy in the current small scene, and he can use the words that the sea was difficult for water, except that Wushan is not a cloud.

Of course, part of the reason for this is that after he crossed over, he became too young and hadn't grown to that age, even if he wanted to do something, he still couldn't do what he wanted...

Of course, he wouldn't say these things to the thick-necked Tie Tou who stood not far away and looked at the scene in the courtyard.

This time, Shang didn't participate. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that the elder brother, as the leader, had assigned tasks. There were still three people from the tribe who didn't come. The people from the Qingque tribe had to save their strength.

Of course, this is also a way for the elder brother to establish his authority.

After all, Shang, the leader of the original pig tribe, is still very strong. Even if he can't beat the big brother, he is still a strong opponent.

For Shen Zi, the eldest brother is convinced and never thinks too much, after all, the two are not on the same level.

But for Shang, who had been the leader of the pig tribe for a long time, he didn't have such a lenient heart, and he would do something in this direction intentionally or unintentionally, but of course, he didn't do enough.

Shang stood on the low wall, looking as far away as possible, trying to divert his attention, but those ditties that seemed to have a magical nature kept piercing into his ears.

Shang lowered his head to look at his leather skirt, and couldn't help but reach out and knead it. He now very much hopes that the rest of the tribe will come soon...

Under Han Cheng's arrangement, some people from the Qingque Tribe who did not participate in the war began to carry out the large pots for cooking soup, and then they lit a fire to cook salted fish soup in the courtyard near the cave.

Damn, these guys have made a lot of contributions. Don't talk about it there, but I wait for others to serve them.

Taking advantage of other people's inattention, Han Cheng secretly opened his leather pants, looked at the little head who stayed there quietly, and was full of melancholy, and then looked up at these primitive women who were big and thick, feeling melancholy again. added a point...

When the amount of exercise increases, people are prone to hunger. Today, these people exercise enough, and naturally they are hungry quickly.

At the beginning, they were all immersed in another world, automatically blocking these disturbing things.

But when the strong fragrance spread far in the courtyard, these guys were quickly distracted.

The people of the Qingque tribe are better. Because of the abundant food in the tribe, there is no restriction on their food. When they eat, they can eat with their stomachs open, but there is one thing that must not be wasted.

In fact, no one is willing to waste food.

The people of the Green Tribe will not be able to do it. They have come from a long distance, they are already tired, and the food they carry is only the amount of the past few days. In order to be able to stay here for a few more days, they bring more seeds back. The leader of the tribe imposed food restrictions on the people of their tribe.

The original idea of ​​the leader of the Green Tribe was to wait until it was getting dark before distributing food to the people in the tribe, but his stomach started to growl after being teased by the Green Bird Tribe.

He endured it for a while, but couldn't bear it any longer, so he finished the job in a hurry, and then complained in his heart that the full men of the Qingque tribe don't know that the hungry men are hungry, and you pretend to be food, so you can't make such a big fanfare of not being able to eat it? If you do this, how will those of us who have little food live? On the one hand, he went to fetch food reluctantly,

Ready to distribute to the tribe to eat.

At this time, the radiant elder brother came with two spouses who also appeared energetic, the leader of the Green Tribe.

When the elder brother saw the leader of the Green Tribe picking up food, he waved at him.

The leader of the Green Tribe was puzzled by this, but when he figured out what the big brother meant, he immediately became a little happy.

￥%@

He shouted and started calling the tribe to eat food.

The leader of the Green Tribe was of course happy, because in this way they would have a lot of food left over, and smelling such a strong fragrance, he had long wanted to taste the wonderful taste of this food.

The leader of the Green Tribe still couldn't tell how wonderful this delicious food tasted. It wasn't that he didn't eat it, but he couldn't think of any words to describe this delicious food that he had never eaten before, but it was so delicious that people couldn't stop eating it. food.

His tired language could not express these.

Tut, tut

The leader of the Green Tribe didn't want to waste any food. After eating the food contained in the thing called 'bowl' by the Qingque Tribe, he began to suck the juice one by one. finger.

There are also many green tribesmen who lick their bowls.

Han Cheng was speechless for a while watching this scene, mother, these bowls are considered useless, and they will be used to entertain foreign guests in the future.

Especially seeing the scene where the leader of the Green Tribe sucked his finger, Han Cheng's expression became even more complicated.

Because these guys are different from the people of the Qingque tribe. Under Han Cheng's high pressure, the people of the Qingque tribe have already developed the habit of washing their hands before meals, but the people of the Green tribe will not do this.

If it's better than normal, the key is that these guys didn't do good things today, and it's really hard to see what can be stained on their hands, but now they don't use chopsticks, they just start fishing...

Han Cheng fought a cold war.

The leader of the Green Tribe didn't know what Han Chengxin was thinking, even if he knew, he wouldn't care, because that's what they did on weekdays, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The leader of the Green Tribe felt that he was about to be strangled to death, but seeing that there was still a lot of steaming food, his saliva still couldn't help but flow down...

After the meal was over, the battle was far less intense than before. The main reason was the people of the Green Tribe. They could barely move, so they had no intention to do these things.

Inside the deer pen, the Uncle Lu, whose fur looked a bit dull, leisurely ate two mouthfuls of green grass, looked at the two-legged beasts half lying on the ground in the distance, and contempt flashed in his eyes.

It ate the grass, raised its head arrogantly, and then walked behind a doe with slender legs, and stood up...