I am a Primitive Man

Wu stood at the door, looking carefully at the thing that appeared in front of him in the Qingque Tribe for the first time, with a smile in his eyes.

From the son of God, he has already learned that this is a way of praying for blessings and eliminating disasters, and letting the gods bless them.

It is indeed a very good way to use the words of the Son of God to pray to the gods.

The second-biggest god stick of the Qingque tribe, who has devoted most of his life to communicating with the gods, looks thoughtful when he sees this couplet that makes the whole tribe look different...

After the Qingque tribe had made a lot of preparations for it, Nian finally arrived.

Han Cheng intentionally made the New Year beautiful, so for the people of the Qingque Tribe who celebrated the New Year for the first time, this is bound to be an unforgettable memory.

rise!

Following Han Cheng's words, the pot lid covering the vat was lifted, and the white water vapor permeated instantly, covering a huge area of ​​the cave, making it look like a fairyland.

The rich fragrance filled the nasal cavity as the mist dispersed, making people swallow saliva uncontrollably.

The white mist dispersed slightly, and the scene inside the vat loomed in sight.

Inside is not the broth that everyone in the Qingque tribe has been used to cooking, as in the past, but five long plates of the same size.

On each plate, there is a fish whose body has been cut with a relatively sharp bone knife.

Han Cheng squeezed some finely chopped green onions from the basin on the side and sprinkled them on the fish, and then asked the iron head and the few people who were in charge of cooking to bring out the five steamed fish. Put it in the cave, roughly circled in five circles.

In those five circles, some clay pots and bowls have been placed.

Inside, there are stir-fried pork slices with green vegetables, fried meat cubes, fried eggs with wild onions, large plates of fried bacon, small plates of smoked meat, and stewed meat cubes that are not often made, and the people of the Qingque tribe can’t always eat enough.

At this time, a plate of steamed fish was added to it.

Everyone in the Qingque tribe had never seen such a battle before, and they were already salivating by this kind of food that looked extraordinarily delicious.

It's not just kids who are sucking saliva,

Even these adults, each of them secretly swallowed how much saliva.

But these children are very well-behaved, even if they are greedy and staring at them eagerly, none of them reach out to get something to eat.

The most well-informed and wise witch has also never seen this scene before. Looking at these delicious food, he secretly swallowed his saliva like everyone else.

Huo Yi Huo Er, the oldest member of the Qingque Tribe, looked at the rich food and felt as if he was in a dream for a while.

Ever since they could remember, they have been accompanied by heavy snow and cold with hunger.

People dying from freezing and starvation happen every few years.

Cold winter is a hurdle that they have to go through once a year.

The winter in my memory is always accompanied by the shadow of cold and hunger. However, this year, Shenzi led everyone to build a house. With the kang, this winter will not be cold anymore.

Shenzi led everyone to get a lot of food. Not only will they not suffer from hunger this winter, but they will eat better than in previous years when the food is most plentiful!

When you think about it, it's unbelievable.

However, the scene that had never appeared in this dream, just like this, appeared in front of my eyes.

The food is rich enough, which is the voice of almost everyone except the children.

However, there is still a steady stream of delicious food being brought over.

After the five plates of steamed fish were taken away, the grate made of sticks and ropes was removed in the big tank, and there was another grate under it.

On the grate, there are also five pottery plates, the difference is that instead of fish, there are five steamed, smoking, hairless chickens on the pottery plates.

Welcoming the new year requires auspiciousness and surplus, so these two dishes are indispensable.

The Qingque Tribe hatched a total of three broods of chicks this year, and obtained a total of thirty-four chicks, three of which died halfway, and among the remaining thirty-one, there were six roosters.

After a few months, they have grown up to the present, and they are no longer small, so they can't lay eggs and don't expect to reproduce the next generation, so they have naturally become what they are now.

As for the big vats for steaming things, before autumn, Han Cheng granted Rang Hei Wa a special order, there are two in total.

In fact, it is very simple. You only need to pinch out a circle of relatively protruding mud strips at a distance of 30 and 60 centimeters from the bottom of the tank.

After burning out, this protruding place can be put on a grate to steam things.

When everyone swallowed their saliva and let the steamed chicken go, Han Cheng once again said that there was enough food, Get up.

The lid of another steaming vat next to it was also lifted, and the white mist diffused again, and five more plates appeared.

Inside the plate were skinned and disemboweled rabbits.

After the rabbit was taken away, below were five steamed plates of fat and oily venison.

On the twenty-seventh day, a deer that was lame for some reason was lured out and taken to a place outside the courtyard wall away from the deer pen. After treating it to a small meal of rapeseed, the deer went away.

However, unlike the past, the tendons on the deer legs were stripped out in advance.

Beef tendon can't be found for the time being, and deer tendon should still be able to be used to make bowstrings.

After these plates of venison were brought out, another person filled a bowl of millet porridge or added some small pieces of cooked meat and deer milk boiled with rapeseed, and finally no new food was brought over.

Everyone in the Qingque tribe didn't realize that they actually used the word 'finally'.

It is a pity that there are no dumplings. If there are dumplings, then this year will be more perfect.

Han Cheng thought so regretfully, in his heart, in fact, all these things added up are not as good as a bowl of white, steaming dumplings.

Everyone in the Qingque Tribe didn't know what their god son was thinking. If they knew, they would be amazed at how precious and delicious dumplings are.

These delicious foods, which are unimaginable in their opinion, are not as good as dumplings. The deliciousness of dumplings is really beyond what they can imagine.

Under everyone's gaze, Han Cheng, who had just become a cook, came to the innermost circle and sat down next to Wu.

The main seat facing the entrance of the cave, let Wu come to sit, he is the elder.

Sit down, sit down. Han Cheng greeted everyone.

Everyone looked a little strange and a little unaccustomed to go to the position that had been set long ago, sitting on a piece of stone or a thick wooden stick