I Am Not a Savage

　　 Chapter 12 The Real King's Way!

　　 Yunchuan's superb social status in the tribe is derived from this.

　　 In order to consolidate his position, he also used the existing conditions to creatively come up with the famous dish of pickled duxian.

The 　　 tribe has the best salted pork, the freshest bamboo shoots, the non-toxic fungus, and the wild leeks all over the mountains. Therefore, it has the realistic conditions for the emergence of this famous dish.

　　Bamboo rat meat is stewed in a clay pot, and pickled tuxian is fried on a thin slate.

　　 When Yunchuan stewed the meat while frying the marinated tuxian dish, it was when he seized power from his mother.

　　 After all, after food controls the brain, the person who drools the most is the mother.

　　 Yunchuan successfully evoked the primitive desires of the people in this primitive ministry.

　　 The man who picked up a half-dead wild boar from the burning place ate the two dishes of bamboo rat and pickled tuxian.

　　 A man who found a natural fish pond from the river under the cliff, ate bamboo rat and pickled fresh fish.

　　 In order to protect Yunchuan, the yelling clansmen who were bitten by the green bamboo leaves eat bamboo rats and pickled fresh food.

　　 Of course, there was another tribe who came back from the edge of the burning ground with a half-dead person, who also ate these two dishes.

　　 Eating has become the greatest enjoyment of the tribe.

　　 I used to eat to cure hunger.

　　 Now I am looking forward to eating to satisfy my appetite.

　　 The half-dead person who was brought back by the clan members survived after eating the rough tea and light meal of the clan.

According to the mother’s intention, he should not feed this person, but should chop off his head, boil it in a pot, remove the flesh and make it into a skull so that it can be inserted in Yunchuan’s newly made bamboo spear defense system. The frontier, so as to demonstrate the force of the tribe.

　　 Yunchuan feels that there are too few people in the tribe, especially since this person is still a strong man, let alone waste it.

In addition, the man’s injuries are not serious, basically they are skin injuries. The wound on his face looks large, but the nose was licked off by the wolf. When the wound is healed, it will not affect the tribe. Work.

　　 It doesn’t matter if the nose is gone, as long as the limbs are healthy.

　　 People in this era seem to be very patient, especially after eating full, it seems that no matter how serious the injury can be healed.

　　 When Yunchuan started to make pots on his special disc, the injured person was already able to help transport the mud on the side.

　　 Yunchuan didn't make fancy human-face fish-pattern basins, mainly because he didn't.

　　 The center of the circle is unstable after the disc is rotated, so the pottery pot made is not so round and the thickness is uneven.

　　 In this case, Yunchuan resolutely abandoned all the ingenuity and made the pots thick and stupid.

　　 Pottery pots are the same, and pottery pots are the same, especially for things like large tanks.

　　 Yunchuan has done a lot of things like this, but few can succeed anyway. He is very sure of this, and can only hope for probability.

　　 Today, the two women got some good grass seeds. After Yunchuan carefully identified them, tears immediately came down.

　　 Because this is millet.

　　 What can I do with millet?

　　 is of course a pot of millet porridge. Having been in this world for so long, Yunchuan almost forgets what the staple food is like.

The flame licked the bottom of the small earthenware pot, which was his previous experiment. The millet porridge in the earthen pot was tumbling, watching the small yellow millet blooming in the water. With the little yellow flowers, Yunchuan looked up at the roof and said nothing.

　　 My mother came to see it three times, every time she was puzzled, she didn't like to drink grass seed soup, she preferred to eat meat.

　　 The millet flower soon lost its original shape and shattered, but the clear water became viscous. Yunchuan removed a fire and let the remaining charcoal fire roast.

　　 When the fire is reduced, the millet porridge will no longer roll, and occasionally one or two bubbles will be gassed.

　　 Yunchuan kept stirring this pot of millet porridge with a bamboo spoon. He didn't dare to stop for a moment. He knew long ago that there was only one secret to a good pot of porridge, and that was stirring.

The outer wall of 　　 millet has melted and turned into a part of the porridge, and its solid core has also become soft. Under the confinement of the sticky porridge, it is like tiny yellow stars embedded in the pale white porridge, which is so beautiful.

　　 At this time, Yunchuan removed the clay pot from the fire and prepared to dry it. Soon, a layer of pearlescent rice oil covered the surface of the porridge.

　　 Yunchuan used a bamboo spoon to scrape a spoonful of rice oil and put it into his mouth. The hot rice oil burned Yunchuan's mouth. At this time, he only felt the fragrance of millet, and he didn't care about the pain that was not strong.

　　 Tears dripped into the millet porridge and disappeared suddenly.

Yunchuan, who had eaten a pot of millet porridge, felt that he was really full for the first time. He patted his bulging belly, called the two women who collected the millet, and said gently to them: "I invite you to eat. Bamboo rat."

　　 "Bamboo Rat!"

　　 "Bamboo Rat!"

　　 The two women who were stunned by happiness kept repeating the word bamboo mouse. Now they knew that the bamboo mouse in Yunchuan's mouth was the kind of silly, stupid meat bump in the bamboo forest.

　　 They not only uttered the word bamboo mouse, but they also kept imitating the silly head of the bamboo mouse for fear of understanding Yunchuan's words incorrectly.

　　 It may be because of just drinking a jar of millet porridge. Yunchuan’s smile was very warm. He got up and took a dried bamboo rat from the bamboo shelf, preparing to spend an afternoon to treat them.

Millet porridge has brought many things to Yunchuan, this thing warmed his heart to the greatest extent, so some things that belonged to the savage in his eyes disappeared, the fierce appearance on his face disappeared, and his facial features became more intense. soft.

　　 His appearance is reflected in the clay pot, it looks like a person.

　　 The aroma of food quickly lingered in the middle of the bamboo building, which immediately attracted many diners.

　　 They saw that there was only a small pot on the fire, and the two women looked at them with enthusiasm, and quickly dispersed. They already understood that the contents of the small pot were rewards, not everyone's regular food.

　　 The man whose nose was licked off by the wolf was not attracted by the strong fragrance. On the contrary, his attention was all on Yunchuan.

　　 Since being carried by the savages of this tribe, he is ready to be eaten.

　　 He didn't expect that these savages didn't eat him and gave him food, which puzzled him.

　　 It wasn't until he saw the gentle smile of this teenager that he felt that he would not be eaten and he could survive.

　　 It is very difficult to distribute food to two gluttonous women. They are afraid that each other will get more food than themselves.

　　 Therefore, their nerves are highly nervous.

　　 Their simple brains don't seem to know which bowl is more suitable, so they scrambled.

　　 The victorious woman happily took away a relatively large bamboo bowl, while the losing woman sobbed and took away the small bowl.

　　 Actually, she was able to take away a big bowl just now, and the one who took the small bowl would not have too many opinions.

　　 They insisted on fighting and then taking it away, as if not, it was not enough to feel that their choice was correct.

　　 From Yunchuan's point of view, the big bowl looks big, but it's actually shallow, while the small bowl looks small, but it's actually deeper.

　　 Yunchuan used a bamboo spoon to measure when he filled them with things, and there were more small bowls than large bowls...

　　 Yunchuan looked back at the noseless man who was leaning on the rock wall and looking at the sky, and when he lifted the bamboo stick, he gave him a severe beating.

　　 This man didn't resist, just leaning on the rock so lazily and letting him beat him.

　　 When Yunchuan beat this man, many people came to help him, and every one of them beat the noseless man.

Very well, everyone in the group now has a higher status than this guy. Not only did everyone beat him, but even the little bison and the little wolf came together, and a strong body took this noseless man. The man knocked down, and one bit the man's foot for a long time before he stopped.

　　 When a smart person meets a smart person, most of them are hostile. People in the ethnic group are people who have a bowel to the end. Seeing this guy's eyes twinkling, he must not be a good person.

　　 It will be fine after playing.

　　 When Yunchuan talked to him, he behaved very well.

　　 From his mouth, Yunchuan finally heard a more coherent language.

　　 It's not wrong, this guy speaks a more systematic language, which sounds much stronger than the bird calls in the tribe. There is nothing wrong with it except not understanding.

　　 Fortunately, body language is the popular language of this era. After the two danced face to face, Yunchuan roughly understood who this guy was.

　　 It was not until this moment that Yunchuan had figured out what status his tribe had in this era.

Let’s put it this way, on a blue planet there is a country called China, the poorest province in China is called Gansu Province, there is a poor city in Gansu Province called Baiyin City, and there is a poor county called Jingtai County in Baiyin City. , There is a poor village in Jingtai County called Langpaoshui Village... The status of the Yunchuan tribe in this era is equivalent to that of the wasteland outside Langpaoshui Village, picking up sheep dung to eat-wild dogs!

　　 The reason why this person said with certainty that Yunchuan and the others are a group of wild dogs is that they are farming tribes, the tribes are very big, there are a hundred Yunchuan tribes.

　　 They grow millet, beans, sorghum, and most importantly, they also plant hemp!

　　 This time, the reason why he wanted to drill into this wasteland was to collect the seeds of millet and millet, which is what the tribes often call grass seeds.

　　Since he can farm, he must be a talent. Therefore, Yunchuan asked his tribe to tie this guy with a tough leather cord, so that UU reading www.uukanshu.com would prevent him from running away.

　　 Yunchuan looked at the yellowing leaves and felt that it was not a good time to plant crops, so he told his mother that the tribe should collect more grass seeds.

　　 And he should be very busy lately, autumn has arrived, he must add tiles to these bamboo buildings.

　　 is not just tiles, he also needs to add adobe to the bamboo building and smear a thick layer of red mud.

　　 So, the fireworks kept blazing all day in the large square in front of the cave.

　　 Early in the construction of bamboo buildings, Yunchuan did not expect this kind of house to survive the winter. This kind of house could not only be used for the winter, but also could not be used to defend against wild animals.

　　 In his opinion, the performance of defensive beasts is higher than the priority of heating.

　　 Saber-toothed tigers have all come out, Yunchuan dare not think that there will be any strange beasts in the area he can't see.

　　 At this time, even if one or two dinosaurs appeared, he was not surprised. After all, in historical legends, things like dragons and phoenixes and unicorns came from this era.

　　 When the weather is fine, the mother will let the tribesmen take out the food stored in the cave to dry, and will burn the cave again.

　　 Every time a cave is burned, the worms in the cave will be reduced a lot. The most important purpose of burning a cave is to dehumidify and remove peculiar smell.

The 　　 people are very diligent, very diligent, they don't seem to need to rest, as long as it is the work settled down by the mother and Yunchuan, they can do it earnestly.

　　 When the few broad-leaved trees beside the river began to fall, Yunchuan had already put on leather jackets.

　　His body no longer grows up quickly after he grows half a head taller than his mother. Yunchuan accepts this result, even if his body no longer grows taller, he can still accept it.