I am a Primitive Man

While limping and pulling on the wooden door to scratch his hair, Han Cheng had already walked over from the cave.

He was holding a clay spoon in his hand, and inside the spoon was a spoonful of something whitish in a semi-solid state.

This is animal fat.

With the emergence of rabbit sets and more and more down, the Qingque tribe can harvest a lot of small beasts or birds every day these days.

Some of these prey were eaten the same day, while others were salted and dried to make bacon.

But before doing this, Han Cheng will remove the fat from their abdominal cavity or other parts, heat them in a jar, refine the oil, and store it in the jar.

According to the current weather, the oil in the jar should all melt and turn into a liquid, but the temperature in the cave is much lower than the outside, so it is only in a semi-solid state.

Both Limp and Wood recognized what the Son of God had brought, and they had deep memories of the grease.

After the fat is heated, put the cleaned vegetables in, stir them with chopsticks for a while, and then sprinkle some salt. The taste makes people want to swallow their tongues.

Put some oil in the already delicious salted fish soup, it will taste even more delicious... Put some salt in this oil, whatever you have, it will be delicious...

Seeing Shenzi pouring this spoonful of delicious oil into the stone pit under the door hinge, the lame and the wood felt a great pity, stretched their necks involuntarily, as if wanting to get the oil out and put it into their mouths .

While feeling very sorry, they were also very puzzled, not knowing what the Son of God meant by pouring this delicious thing here.

Could this delicious fat be used for something other than eating?

Limp soon knew the other uses of the grease. He opened and closed the door which was obviously much easier. Looking at the grease in the stone pit that stained the door shaft a little wet, he couldn't help licking his lips.

Good things are indeed good things, not only delicious to eat, but also very easy to use.

After the wooden door was installed, the house, which was built with rock foundations, mud walls, and black tile roof, finally looked like that.

The rest is the details. After a little rest, you can move in with your bags.

Of course, Han Cheng would not live in it now. It was midsummer at this time, and the caves where the tribe lived for generations were covered with thick rock mass, so the sun could not penetrate them, so it was a good place to escape from the heat.

Although the walls of the three tile-roofed houses are also thick, they are far inferior to the caves. It seems a bit stuffy to live in at this time.

Moreover, it is a newly built house with heavy humidity, so it is not very good for the body to live in.

Standing in front of Chai Fei, looking at the pottery in the tribe, Han Cheng sighed slightly.

He estimated the situation before was too optimistic. He thought that the tribes who had personally experienced the benefits of pottery at the joy meeting would step up hunting after returning, and then replace pottery with food and other things.

Then their Qingque tribe can keep this unique business and reap the benefits.

As a result, it has been two or three months since the Happy Meeting, and so far there is not even a single tribe that has come to exchange. This makes Han Cheng quite helpless. He wants to be a profiteer who brings civilization to other tribes.

Thinking about the days that the Qingque tribe lived before they developed the stable food source of fish cage fishing, Han Cheng shook his head slightly, he really took it for granted.

Because it is difficult to obtain, food is extremely precious at this time. In the absence of stable food, people in those tribes must have a lot of hesitation about exchanging food for pottery.

Fortunately, more than a month ago, in order to solve the problem of rabbit inbreeding, he remembered the simple and effective artifact of rabbit sets.

Using these sharp weapons, the Qingque Tribe makes gains every day. These prey not only enrich the types of food for the Qingque Tribe,

It also greatly relieved the fur panic.

After years of hunting, the Qingque Tribe has indeed accumulated a lot of fur.

It's just because they only know very simple tanning, and because they didn't pay much attention to fur before, many of the old ones have already broken down.

After Han Cheng's arrival, the fur has been developed for multiple purposes, and the stock of fur has been decreasing rapidly. In addition, for more than a year, under the leadership of Han Cheng, the people of the Qingque tribe have devoted themselves to construction. I haven't gone hunting much, so the problem of fur is even more prominent.

Fortunately, now that there are rabbit sets, the problem of fur shortage can be temporarily solved.

However, this is not a long-term solution. There is a limit to what can be supported on a piece of land. As many prey fall into the trap, the number of prey around the Qingque tribe is also rapidly declining.

Today, the number of rabbit sets released has increased by five or six times compared with the original one, but the prey they get every day has not increased much. This is a testimony.

With the reduction of prey in this land, the scope of the Qingque tribe's traps will gradually expand outward...

Let's just leave it at this for now, when the autumn fruits ripen in large numbers, this row of houses can almost be built, and the big brother and the others can free up their hands to hunt.

In time, the problem of fur can be alleviated a lot.

Han Cheng closed the door and came to the side of the chicken pen again, ignoring the smell of chicken excrement coming from inside, looking at the naked chicken inside with great interest through the gap of the wooden raft covering the chicken pen.

The number of pheasants in the chicken coop has reached eleven, and two of them are obviously different from the other nine, not only in size, but also in the color of their feathers. Not as long, not as good at flying as the first kind.

This kind of pheasant is undoubtedly more suitable for domestication than the previous one.

It's just a pity that these two guys are all male, and so far, they haven't caught a single female.

In order to pass on the good genes of these two guys, Han Chengcheng caught all the male pheasants of another kind of pheasant and broke their necks.

To say that this male pheasant is really aggrieved, not only was his tail feathers pulled out, and his bloody buttocks were bare, but he still failed to save his life, and his little hens were still killed after he died. Two guys whose surname is Wang or Song have been taken over...

Han Cheng wasn't worried at all about whether these little hens would defend the sad rooster like a jade and prevent these two roosters who looked obviously different from them from touching each other.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the integrity of these little hens, but that he has enough confidence in these two roosters.

When he was in school, he had seen with his own eyes how an old rooster smashed a duck at the entrance of the village.

Since that time, Han Chengcheng has no doubts about the fighting power of the rooster.