Passerby A in the original

How many sweet potatoes he harvests, what he cares about is whether the sweet potatoes can be planted alive.

The patriarch, Gu Fang, immediately dispersed the clansmen after they returned to the tribe, and went home to eat. It is already early autumn, and the tribe has no plans to hold a banquet. This is also a disguised appearance of saving food.

Gu Shi didn't go to his own house, he followed Qingfeng and yelled for him to make delicious food, Gu Ling pulled Gu Yi who wanted to go home and wanted to follow, but was punched by his brother, almost passed out from pain, "What are you doing?" What?"

Gu Yi didn't give alms to his brother at all, but walked home in silence. His food was not willing to hand in, but the patriarch found him in private and asked him to hand it to Qingfeng, so as not to chill the hearts of the tribe. As for why it was him According to the patriarch's meaning, he has a close relationship with Qingfeng.

Although the food patriarch would secretly return it to himself, he was not happy, it should be said that he was angry.

Qingfeng smiled happily holding the sweet potatoes contributed by Gu Yi. Gu Shi did not bring Gu Yi and Gu Ling with him when he came to eat.

"He..." Qingfeng wanted to hide shyly when he thought of Gu Yi's affectionate look when he gave him sweet potatoes.After smirking for a while, he decided that he must lead the tribe to become stronger in the future. He didn't believe that he couldn't build a rich tribe with his own modern methods.

Qingfeng’s ambition is not known to A Yuan. For dinner, he simply boiled two sweet potatoes and then invested in sweet potato breeding. He thought that autumn is coming, and winter is not far away. Foraging in the wild alone cannot solve the food problem. Only one more sweet potato harvest in the three months before winter will solve the problem of food insecurity.

The author is a conscientious mother, he did not abuse his own son Xiao Shoujun, other original texts live in caves in winter, only "Crossing the Primitive" Dada tribe lives in stone houses, although the light transmission is not Good, but warmer than a cave.

Ah Yuan's father and Ah Mu both died, leaving him with a stone house of less than [-] square meters, and a lot of animal skins left. Although the skins are not very good, they can keep warm.

In this world, there is no such luxury as candles, but glowing grass.This kind of luminous grass is like a dandelion in later generations, with a ball on its head, a magical plant that can glow at night.There are a lot of these plants in A Yuan's house, so even if there is no moonlight, he can still see the movement in the house clearly.

Holding a few sweet potatoes and squatting by the corner, his stone house was surrounded by a lot of wooden stakes, and the outside was quite a small yard. A Yuan opened up a piece of land for planting things. The sweet potatoes are buried in the soil.

Fortunately, when he was digging sweet potatoes today, he left a few sweet potatoes that had not been split. He clapped his hands, and A Yuan showed a happy smile. gone."

"What's up?"

"what?"

A Yuan was so frightened that he fell to the ground. The Sweet Potato King rolled his eyes countless times and took his own roots and fruits out of the soil, shaking the leaves: "Idiot."

A Yuan stared at Sweet Potato King with wide eyes. When did this thing get into his animal skin bag, and when he thought about it, he asked, "When did you get into my animal skin bag?"

"Hmph, I just run in if I want to. You can't control me. Well, this is where you live. It's not bad. I'll live here from now on. Remember to water me." No, he lifted his fibrous roots and slipped into the house, "I will give you my fruit."

A Yuan was in a daze in the air holding the sweet potato that was automatically separated from the root of the sweet potato king.

The next day, before Ah Yuan woke up, there was a news from the tribe that Qingfeng had awakened the ability of divine blood, and it was also a rare healing ability. God's beloved man.

The male protagonist opens a cheat

The weather in early autumn was exceptionally cool, the sky lit up early in the morning, and the tribesmen gathered in twos and threes to start hunting.

A Yuan rolled over on the stone bed, and was slapped immediately. He opened his eyes without knowing what to do and was brutally abused.

"What's going on?" A Yuan covered his blushing cheeks in confusion, "Why is my face so red?"

"Of course I rewarded you." The Sweet Potato King rubbed his own crushed leaves for luck, and stared, "Look at your good deeds, my king's tender leaves have turned into mud, it hurts me to death. "

A Yuan squinted at the sweet potato king who came uninvited and took up half of his bed and all the animal skins. His hands were itchy and he wanted to punch someone. He gritted his teeth and said, "You still have the nerve to talk about me, look at yourself, a bed You take up two-thirds of it, and the rest is not even a meter wide, my body is not the same as yours."

"Let's talk nonsense." Sweet Potato King knew he was in the wrong, so he started playing tricks, "I'm hungry, let's make breakfast quickly, remember that I don't eat the same kind, I want to add meat."

"Aren't you a sweet potato, do you still eat meat?" A Yuan was shocked, "Could it be that you are a carnivorous sweet potato?"

"Damn it, even though I'm a sweet potato, I still want to eat meat. After all, I'm a psychic creature."

"I know you are a psychic creature, but I tell you clearly that I have no meat, and I can't afford it." A Yuan shook his hands and opened the door and rolled away, leaving the Sweet Potato King messed up in the wind.

Breakfast is still dominated by sweet potatoes. The tribe did not hunt yesterday, so Ayuan did not get any meat, only shriveled wild vegetables with hot sweet potatoes. Sweet potato king made it clear that he would not eat the same kind, so his breakfast only Wild vegetables, no matter how he jumps and resists, it is useless.

Although it is usually not the gathering day of the tribe, except for the hunting warriors, everyone can go to the foot of the mountain to get some wild fruits and vegetables. The warriors there have been cleaned up by the tribe warriors, and the creatures that are too dangerous are driven to the mountain.

In "Crossing the Primitive", today the male protagonist Qingfeng will teach people to weave straw baskets in the tribe. A Yuan doesn't want to collect food with the male protagonist, because the author's mother gave Qingfeng too much aura, as long as the pig's feet are there Other supporting roles in the local area will be cut directly, and the food obtained will be halved or even no, not to mention that he is just a passer-by.

"Aren't you the sweet potato king, then you must know where there is food to eat." A Yuan looked at the sweet potato net with expectant eyes and flattered him.

The Sweet Potato King shook the leaves on his body, patted his chest and said, "I only need sunlight and water to survive. What is the food I can eat?"

Seeing the expression and movements of the Sweet Potato King, A Yuan felt the urge to dig a hole to bury the sweet potato, and looked up at the sky: "Forget it, I'm the one who asked you, I'm an idiot, I'm so idle."

Gillian went to learn how to weave straw baskets with Qingfeng, so there were very few people going out to look for food today.A Yuan took his animal skin bag and walked unhurriedly. It is still around seven o'clock in the morning. He does not plan to return to the tribe at noon today, nor does he bring any food. It's not that he doesn't want to but he doesn't. Some of the seeds are saved for later eating, because he is not confident that the sweet potatoes he planted will survive the winter.

The Sweet Potato King tilted the leaf and watched A Yuan walk out of the house. It shook the leaf and wanted to follow. A Yuan was so frightened that his eyeballs jumped out of his socket. After seeing the Sweet Potato King digest wild vegetables with his roots, he was no longer so afraid of the talking Sweet Potato King, but it didn't mean that the people in the tribe would not be afraid.

Clutching the animal skin bag, A Yuan came out of the tribal camp as calmly as possible, and ran away when no one could be seen. The Sweet Potato King trapped in the animal skin bag screamed loudly: "Ahhh, okay Hei, help, I'm afraid of the dark, smelly Ayuan, let me out quickly, help."

A Yuan panted and released the Sweet Potato King, rolled his eyes and said, "You are afraid of the dark, what will you do if it is night?"

"Hmph, don't be afraid of the night, there will be moonlight." The Sweet Potato King jumped out, patted his roots with leaves, and continued: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, this king will fall off automatically. Sweet potatoes are different from ordinary sweet potatoes, their efficacy is even more miraculous than ordinary sweet potatoes, you should cherish and use them.”

"What... what?" Ah Yuan hated, why didn't you say it earlier, he recalled whether he had accidentally buried the sweet potatoes that the King of Sweet Potatoes fell off into the soil last night, only to find that he deliberately threw them in a corner, secretly He breathed a sigh of relief, but said, "I seem to have eaten that all in the morning."

"Eat it all?" The Sweet Potato King hopped his feet, shaking the leaves excitedly: "That's the fruit I've been brewing for decades. You actually eat it like this, and you're not afraid of being overwhelmed. You must know that it contains a lot of heaven and earth spiritual energy. If you eat them all, you will explode and die, no, why are you still alive?" The Sweet Potato King looked at A Yuan suspiciously, and then suddenly said: "You lied to me, ahhh!!!"

A Yuan smiled and comforted: "Otherwise, you would just tell the effect of it so simply, okay, let's talk about its effect in detail?"

"Humph" the Sweet Potato King shook Ye Zi and decided not to be a human being who bullies others too much.

A Yuan is not in a hurry, since the baby is already in his hands, it only takes time to figure out its function, he decided to bury all the sweet potatoes in the corner after returning.

When he came to the foot of the mountain, A Yuan looked around. Because people often come here, the edible wild vegetables and wild fruits are almost all gone. Looking at the densely growing leaves, A Yuan suddenly had the urge to chew on the leaves and patted himself. With a slap, he searched along the ground. His purpose this time is to rely on modern knowledge to find something that has not been recognized by people.

A Yuan Xun