I am a primitive

Chapter No.16 A lot of fish

He froze on the spot, then took a few steps to squat down next to Han Cheng, took the fish in his hand and watched it carefully, and after a while he confirmed that it was indeed the fish they had eaten before.

Holding the fish in one hand and pointing at it with the other, he looked at Han Cheng and said excitedly, "This...this...fish..."

On the way back, Han Cheng was thinking about Wu's reaction when he saw the fish. He thought Wu would be very surprised, but he still didn't expect Wu's reaction to be so great that he was so excited that he couldn't even speak.

Han Cheng understood his feelings, and was very grateful to Wu Ta, and hurriedly said, "Fish, in the river! There are fish!"

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the small river outside the cave.

"A lot of fish. A lot of fish."

Han Cheng was afraid that he was unclear, so he added again.

Wu was in a daze again, and then he stood up, holding Han Cheng's hand, and was about to go out in a hurry, obviously wanting to go to Xiaohe to verify whether what Han Cheng said was true.

If it is true, then the food crisis of their tribe this year will no longer exist!

Although Han Cheng brought back a fish and said that there should be no fakes, this conflict with Wu's cognition was too great, and he couldn't help but want to see it with his own eyes.

See if there are many, many fish!

In his heart, there is no need for a lot of fish, as long as it is enough for their tribe to eat in winter.

Han Cheng quickly grabbed Wu, and asked him to stop first with gestures, while he quickly ran into the cave, took out a few leathers, and signaled Wu to tie them on his body.

Wu Xiaoxiao, she was really too impatient, she actually forgot about the cold outside.

He took the leather from Han Cheng, quickly wrapped it around his body, and called the two primitive women just now, and the four of them left the cave and walked towards the small river through the snow.

Han Cheng's face turned into a bitter gourd, and he ran back from the river by himself, but stayed in the cave for less than 10 minutes, and then came out to rush there again.

What a crime~

Wu walked very fast, he wanted to see the scene Han Cheng said quickly, after he suddenly learned the news that this could save the tribe from the fire and water, he had already forgotten his fatigue and his old age.

"thump!"

After seeing nearly twenty large and small fish placed on the shore, as well as the fish with their heads crowded in the ice hole, the witch, who was finally convinced that Han Cheng's words were true, showed joy on his face, and then fell to his knees In the snow nest.

There are words in the mouth, I don't know what to say, but I think it should be something like thanking the gods.

This made Han Cheng, who was happy because he could help the upper tribe a lot, touch his nose helplessly.

This fish is obviously found by yourself, okay?It's not good for you to give all the glory to the gods.

Wu stood up from the snow, looked at the fish on the bank, and then at the head in the ice hole, the joy on his face couldn't be contained.

He hugged Han Cheng into his arms, rubbed his forehead affectionately against Han Cheng's head, then put Han Cheng down, and combed Han Cheng's hair with his hands.

This is a mutual expression of intimacy in the tribe. Han Cheng can see it every day in the cave, but he has never seen Wu do such an intimacy to anyone.

Although the action of grooming hair looks a lot like a big monkey catching lice for a little monkey...

"Fish! Go back! Take the fork and catch the fish!"

Wu combed Han Cheng's hair for a while, and his excitement calmed down a lot, and then he gave the order to the two primitive females who were also stunned to take the fish back to the cave, and then came to catch the fish together with a harpoon .

Hearing the words, the two female primitives acted quickly, not too cold, and each of them hugged three or four of them and rushed to the cave in a hurry through the snow.

Lame and Harpoon became more vigorous, especially after Wu and the others showed such surprised expressions when they came here, which made him feel elated.

"Fish, you..."

After pausing for a while, Wu Lian began to ask Han Cheng with gestures, how did he know there were fish down here.

This made Han Cheng a little helpless, why primitive people like to ask the bottom line so much.

But it is impossible for me to tell Wu that I am a time traveler, this is just a basic common sense!

As he was thinking like this, he suddenly remembered the method he used when he limped out.

Yes, the gods are omnipotent, and the people here seem to have great faith in the gods.

That being the case, would I borrow the name of the god again?

Just borrowing the name of a god in front of a professional clergyman made Han Cheng somewhat guilty.

But considering that the clergy have a high status in the tribe, and for himself and the tribe, he will inevitably come up with other things in the future. If it takes a long time to explain everything, it will be really troublesome. God came simply.

Anyway, God is omnipotent.

After making up his mind, he pointed to the sky and then to his own head, and said, "God said, there are fish..."

What Han Cheng was worried about did not happen. After he named the god, Wu did not have the slightest doubt. On the contrary, there was a strong surprise in his eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in this surprise.

He combed Han Cheng's hair affectionately again, and then let go of his hand a little uneasy, as if thinking of something.

Seeing that Wu was a little embarrassed, Han Cheng realized something after thinking about it carefully, so he stood on tiptoe with a smile and combed Wu's hair, which was slightly bent over, to show his intimacy.

Wu's uneasiness quickly disappeared. He looked at Han Cheng with a smile on his old face.

The women who stayed in the tribe came four more.

They separated one holding a harpoon and Lame to guard the ice hole together to spear fish.

As for the rest of them, Han Cheng chose a few ice surfaces that were far apart, and taught them how to smash the ice and spear fish.

The enthusiasm of the people in the tribe for food is admirable.

After smashing two more holes in the ice, plus lameness, there were six people spearing fish.

Because these fish are all suffocated, they are crowded in the ice holes to breathe, which is much easier than usual.

So much so that the female primitive who was responsible for transporting fish into the cave was too busy!

It wasn't until Han Cheng broke off a relatively soft branch from the side, put on seven or eight of them from the gills to the mouth of the fish, and asked her to pull the end of the branch and drag the fish in the snow, that she felt relieved. .

Han Cheng's innovation, which seemed to require no thought at all, was able to achieve such an effect of saving effort and transporting more fish at one time, and made Wu take another look at him.

It was not too late, and the six of them had already forked enough fish for the tribe to eat for three days!

Already frozen, his whole body was icy cold, his skin was black and his limp was still refusing to leave.

Not only him, but the other fishing women also refused to go back.

It wasn't until Han Cheng told them clearly that the fish wouldn't go away, and they could continue to catch them tomorrow, that they reluctantly walked towards the cave with one step at a time.