I am a Primitive Man

At this time, the setting sun was setting, and the light fell on the ground, elongating the figure, and even the most burly person looked thinner at this moment.

The leader, Uncle Lu, came back from the outside with the herd of deer, followed by Fujiang and his dogs.

With anticipation, Han Cheng searched the herd of deer, hoping to see Xiaofu's figure from inside, but in the end, hope turned into disappointment.

There are only five Gouzi, and Xiaofu, who disappeared for a while, still hasn't appeared.

At this time, eleven days had passed since Xiaofu disappeared.

Han Cheng sighed, and handed over the matter to someone who has already done it. He came to the deer herd...

Woo woo woo...

At the same moment, at a place not knowing how far away from the Qingque Tribe, or in which direction, Xiaofu raised his head and yelled helplessly at the setting sun.

It is really flustered now, for a while, it only cares about playing with a few female wolves in the dark, and it doesn't know where it has gone.

Now I want to go home, but I can't find the way and direction.

The relatively heavy autumn rain not long ago washed away the smell left on the ground.

The sun was setting and the sun was setting. At this time in the past, it was the time when it returned home with the deer herd and brothers and sisters. No matter whether it caught food outside or not, it could get some hearty food when it returned.

However, now, it can only lead the wolves wandering in the wilderness and forests. It can only eat as much as it catches. Sometimes it is unlucky and it will not eat food for a day. The same will happen.

Woo woo woo...

The evening wind blew through the woods, rolling down some leaves, with coolness and bleakness, and in the setting sun like blood, the lonely, sad and helpless little Fu whined, like a lost child, and the voice spread far and far away, and finally Disappeared in the fading twilight.

At the same time, the bonfires of the Tengshe tribe swayed wildly.

Two clay pots were placed on the fire, steaming from the outside, and the fragrance permeated the air.

The witches of the Tengshe Tribe and several leaders squatted around the clay pots, waiting for the food inside to be cooked.

While waiting quietly, the eyes of several people couldn't help looking at the clay pot. Even though it was not the first time to use this kind of thing to make food, but every time this time, they still couldn't help but love it. Amazing how beautiful and easy to use.

In this world, there really are tribes that can make such good utensils!

After waiting for a while, seeing that the cooked food in the clay pot was ready, Wu Cong of the Teng Snake Tribe took the dry grass dipped in water from the hand of the big leader, placed it on the upper edge of the pot, and poured the hot Cans come down from above.

Then began to divide the soup and meat into the bowls.

After dividing, the witch of the Tengshe Tribe took out some white salt from a pot on the side, and divided them into the soup bowls.

More in one bowl, less in two bowls

He drank the soup in the bowl with the most, and prepared the other two with the big leader and the second leader.

At this time, the second leader of the Tengshe tribe is no longer the original one.

The original one was shriveled outside the Qingque tribe,

After causing a large number of injuries, he has not established much credit, so he still has not been restored to his original status.

At this time, the second chief is the original three chiefs, and the third chief is the original four chiefs.

As for the four leaders, they were newly elected from among the rest.

The witch of the Tengshe Tribe carefully and solemnly put away the jar containing some salt, then picked up his own bowl of rice, and began to eat slowly, as did the big leader and the second leader.

What they ate was so enjoyable and delicious that they had never tasted it before.

The third leader and the fourth leader swallowed while watching, hoping that the big leader and the second leader would finish eating quickly, so that they could eat these memorable foods.

The leader of the Tengshe tribe took a sip of the soup and felt extremely comfortable all over his body.

I only put such a small amount of salt in this bowl, so it is so delicious, the food in the Wu bowl, I am afraid it is more delicious, right?

Of course, he just thought about it in his heart, and he wouldn't do the rest.

He doesn't have any opinion on Wu Chi's best.

Leaving aside the super high status of the witch in the tribe, just what the witch has done in the recent period of time is enough to enjoy the current treatment.

Raise unicorn monsters, easily break through other tribes, kill people from other tribes, and strengthen your own tribe.

And also brought back these exquisite utensils and things that can make food more delicious...

With these things, it is only natural that the witch food is the best.

Where the bonfire looked dim, Grassroots looked at the few people who were drinking soup by the bonfire, drooling, and sending fruit to their mouths.

His crooked nose has now straightened a lot, but it never regained its original integrity.

Compared with other people from the same tribe who were plundered together, grass roots are treated much better.

When sleeping at night, you can stay close to the bonfire, and there is some dead grass under your body, and you can also cover your body with some animal skins.

These are basically the same as the old hands of the Tengshe tribe.

The reason for this kind of treatment is that he used his actions to tell the witches of this tribe how to use the pot and how to put salt in it.

Looking at the people of the same tribe who were given very little food and slept directly underground at night, the grassroots felt that what they had done before was extremely correct and wise.

The grass roots were not the only ones drooling and delivering fruit to their mouths. The place not too far away from the grass roots, the original second leader of the Tengshe Tribe, also looked at the bonfire with great greed, and by the side of the bonfire, several people Food served in hand.

If in the past, he could have eaten such delicious food, it wouldn't be like now, just drooling.

It's all because of that damned tribe!

Cursing in my heart that I couldn't attack the Qingque tribe who killed him a wave, this is already what the former second leader of the Tengshe tribe often does, especially when encountering good things that don't belong to him, I curse even more in my heart .

Because that encounter caused him great harm, so he remembered the Qingque Tribe very clearly...

Beside the bonfire, the witches of the Tengshe Tribe were already full.

He put the still warm pottery bowl in his hand and looked at it for a while, then put it down.

He searched the crowd for a while, and landed on the grass roots.

From many difficult conversations with this man, he also knew something.

For example, these precious and exquisite utensils, including delicious things called 'salt', were not produced and created by the tribe that I newly conquered.

Instead, it was exchanged from a foreign tribe.

They gave the tribe skin from other places, and they could get these exquisite pottery and delicious salt from that tribe.

Moreover, I heard that the tribe that came from elsewhere to do business with them still has many such things in their hands.

The witch of the Tengshe Tribe, after first understanding the meaning of Grass Roots, was extremely surprised. He felt extremely lucky to have such precious things, but he didn't expect that the tribe could have more.

Such good things should all belong to their Teng Snake tribe...

(After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to adjust the update time. The first update is at 4:00 pm, the second update is at 6:00 pm, the third update is at 8:00 pm, and if there is an additional update, it will be at 10:00. Too used to it, I will apologize to everyone first, it is helpless to make such an adjustment.)...

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