prehistoric chef

Chapter 17 Xiao Mingqiu, hey, here we go!

Rows of potatoes were drying on the platform at the entrance of the cave. Landa used a wooden stick to roll over at regular intervals, and sat down at the entrance of the cave again to weave vines. Lazily, I rolled the potatoes with a wooden stick again.

"Hey! The result is not bad!" Gao Ming came back with a bleat on his shoulders, threw it aside, looked at Landa's fast-moving hands, and stretched out his thumb. "Simply unexpected, little Randa is really smart."

Thirteen days ago, Landa took the two of them to the place where the potatoes were discovered. It was not far from the entrance of their cave, and it took about an hour to walk there. However, there were indeed abundant resources, such as bamboo shoots and potatoes. Gao Ming also found many mushrooms and wild vegetables.Potatoes are potatoes at the end of summer, and they can last for a while, so there is no need to rush to harvest them. Anyway, the whole mountain has been contracted by the three of them.The wild vegetables and mushrooms should be picked, otherwise they will be old, and I heard from Buga that there will be a rain in a few days, and autumn will come after the rain.Gao Ming couldn't believe that autumn came so fast.

The three of them went to the mountains in the morning to pick wild vegetables, mushrooms, and bamboo shoots. After lunch, they arranged the things they picked in the morning and hung them on the stone slabs at the entrance of the cave.Going into the mountains to hunt in the afternoon, Buga is usually the main force, Gao Ming and Landa are responsible for the flank attack, and the results are good, at least they got three bleats and two wild boars at the end of summer.Buga is good at hunting and manual labor, but he is not as good as Landa in tanning leather.For the prey that was caught, Gao Ming was in charge of making bacon at night, while Bu Jia was in charge of tanning the leather.

That night at the end of summer, there was thunder outside the cave, and the sound of thundering rain in the forest was accompanied by a few howling wolves. Gao Ming didn't sleep much all night, and he was making iron tools.The next day, I pushed away the stone at the entrance of the cave and looked at it. I don’t know if it was an illusion. Anyway, the leaves of the whole mountain seemed to have turned yellow overnight, and in the next few days, the leaves seemed to be yellowed. The fruit fell heavily under the tree, and the leaves slowly turned yellow...

Gao Ming could see that Bujia was hunting harder.After the rain, the potatoes in the ground should be dug out quickly, otherwise it will be bad if they are soaked, and the black fruits on the trees should be picked clean. Gao Ming did not forget that this thing can be used as lotus root flour, and it is still possible to satisfy hunger , sweet fruit can be sliced ​​and dried, made into fruit slices, in short they are very busy.

When dried wild vegetables, mushrooms, and fruit slices gradually filled the stone platform where they slept, Gao Ming discovered a problem.

"Is there nothing to put them on?" Gao Ming pointed to the half-occupied stone platform. Recently, he fell asleep in Buga's arms, although he enjoyed it a lot.Pointing to the potatoes piled up in the corner of the cave, Gao Ming felt a bit of a headache, "The cave is too humid. Although potatoes are easy to store, they should be stored in a ventilated and dry environment. Potatoes on the ground should be dried while the sun is still there... "

Gao Ming squatted down, rummaged through the pile of potatoes a few times, and picked out one hidden in the ground, "It's moldy, this one can't be eaten." Gao Ming threw away the rotten potatoes in his hand. If this continues before winter comes, they will spoil the batch of potatoes first. It would be great if there is a sack or something, dry the potatoes, put them in a well-ventilated sack, and put them in a corner near the entrance of the cave. It should be fine with some blowing, but now there are no sacks, as long as there are bamboo baskets or something.

bamboo basket!

"Landa, can you weave bamboo baskets?" He doesn't know how to weave bamboo baskets, but he can be an amateur guide, and he should be able to provide some theoretical knowledge.

Landa frowned, "I don't know how to weave bamboo baskets—"

Gao Ming was a little frustrated, thinking about it too.

"But I can weave belts and grass rings." Landa wondered if this would help. "I used to help Amu weave things. I don't know what a bamboo basket looks like, but I can try it, brother Ming." Fruit-picking tanned leather and some feminine decorations, such as grass ring belts, are all woven from the fine vines of many vine trees. These things are the only beauty products here for women here.

Gao Ming slapped himself on the forehead, he has been trapped in the thinking of modern people.Landa and Buga are no worse than modern people, they just live in a different environment, on the contrary, the people here are not so stupid.Gao Ming happily made gestures, "Square and square, like a large bucket, can you make it up?"

"I'll pick the vines of the multi-vine tree tomorrow and try it out." Landa smiled and showed her small canine teeth.

Now, the potatoes in the field have been dug up by them, and a batch of potatoes are dried every day at the entrance of the cave, basically for a short time, to ensure that the potatoes are dry and then put into the rattan frame woven by Landa.Three big boxes of potatoes have been placed in the ventilated corner near the hole.Today was the last batch outside the entrance of the cave. While talking, the rattan frame in Landa’s hand had already been woven, and Gao Ming helped frame the potatoes on the ground.

"Where's my brother?" Landa asked.

Gao Ming looked at the baa-baa lying on the side, and said with a smile: "Today's harvest is good, I caught a baa-baa, and Bujia beat a tiger, he said he would go directly to the waterfall to slaughter it, and let you go and deal with the leather together. "

"Brother Ming, you are so powerful now!" Landa carried the frame and put it into the hole, "You can kill baa baa."

After more than ten days, walking through the mountains every day, his physical strength has improved, not to mention that a master like Bujia knows that bleating is not a problem for Gao Ming now.

After tidying up, Gao Ming took a look at the card slot at the entrance of the hole. Every night, the three of them took turns to dig with a hammer. Because they had to go deep to ensure safety, the progress was slow. At present, the card slot was only drilled about one-fifth of the hole’s circle. Days to be more diligent Caixing.

All the iron ore in the smelting technique was smelted. Originally, iron fences were made, but a hammer was needed to make the slots, and the meat of the prey also needed to be pickled. All these things added up, so Gao Ming had to hit the hammer first. Big iron barrels, the remaining iron materials are not enough to make iron fences.After doing this, you need to go to the Redstone Land after you finish your work, but the things in the cave...

Gao Ming carried Baa Baa on his shoulders and looked at the hole. The entrance of the hole had been sealed by big rocks, but the food inside was all prepared for the winter, and the door was not done well. What about when you visit Stoneland?

On the edge of the waterfall, Buga wiped his body with water, and at his feet was a majestic tiger.Seeing this, Landa ran over in a small step, admiringly said, "Brother, that's amazing!"

The tiger was already dead. When Bujia beat the tiger, in order to prevent the fur from being damaged, he would rather put in more effort and get injured.Landa had already peeled the skin with a bone knife. Her hands were strong but steady. She didn't know how to do it. After a while, a piece of skin came off. The hair was smooth and smooth, very beautiful.

Gao Ming put Baa Baa at Landa's feet, and the fur of Baa Baa was very comfortable. As for the one he caught before, he ate it long ago, but Gao Ming had inserted a hole in the skin, so he could only cut it into three pieces to use as a stone bench. out of the mat.

"Does it hurt?" Gao Ming poked Bujia's bloodless arm, and said with a straight face, "I don't know what you are doing, obviously you can't get hurt."

Bujia grabbed Gao Ming's hand and held it in his hand.He solemnly said: "This skin is for you."

"Brother Xiaoming, last time you burned your sweater, my brother said he would give you a good leather one." Landa added.

Gao Ming had forgotten about it a long time ago, but now that Landa mentioned it, he was very moved.He punched Bujia, "Don't do this next time!" Looking at the tiger skin is even more pleasing to the eye.This time has been very busy, he has not flirted with Bujia for a long time, of course he is teasing Bujia.

Working together, Bujia threw the picked meat into an empty iron bucket, and Landa washed two pieces of leather. Gao Ming had seen Landa tanning before, and knew that the leather should be soaked in the river for three to five days first.Their iron buckets and water bowls are useful, and there is no place to soak the leather, so they had to tie one corner of the leather with a cane, and tie the other side to a big rock to ensure that the leather would not be washed away by the water.

Gao Ming sprinkled bloodweed, and said, "I've run out of iron ore, and the iron fence is only a little bit broken, let alone the iron gate. I have to go to the red stone field quickly."

"I know." Bujia was washing the meat by the river, and Gao Ming sprinkled bloodweed nearby.

Landa listened with pricked ears.

"Landa," Buja called. "You stay here, Xiao Ming and I will go to the Red Stone Land."

"No!" Landa retorted first, then seriously thought for a while, and said seriously: "Brother, I will take good care of this place, you two be careful."

Gao Ming saw the worry in Bujia's eyes, and said, "Landa, your brother and I will come back quickly, you need to look after the house here. But the most important thing is your safety, usually stay in the cave, don't run away too far..."

On the way back, the three of them were a little silent, and Bujia was carrying a bucket full of meat.Go back to the cave, and when you go in, you can see that there are things everywhere in the originally empty cave, but fortunately it is neat and tidy.

Rows of bacon are hung on the ventilated wall next to the hole, and there is a big iron bucket underneath. The opposite corner is full of firewood, and the pile is already very high. A third of the hole will do.On a circle of stone platforms close to the inner wall, five rattan frames were piled up neatly on the one next to the firewood pile.The middle one is where the three of them sleep. The prey they hunted these days are all skinned, and the pigskins are laid on the bottom of the stone platform. Of course there is still time to manage.

In the middle of the cave there was a large boulder, and three small stone piers covered with pieces of bleat skin.The three of us usually sit here and eat.There is a simple stove on the inside of the bacon, and it is usually used for cooking and boiling water.

Bujia put the iron bucket under the hanging bacon. Gao Ming lifted the lid of another iron bucket, which was full of cured meat. He turned the meat over and covered it again.The first batch of bacon was already hanging on the wall, and the second batch of bacon was marinated the day before yesterday, so it had to be turned over every two days to knead it again.Today's meat is the third batch.

Landa held the jug of salt, "Brother Ming, there's only half of the jug left."

Gao Ming looked at the iron bucket full of meat and sighed, "I'll leave you three or four days' worth, and you'll have to cook the salt when you get back. It seems that there are really not enough people." In the future, we have to split up.

Bacon requires a lot of salt, and besides, even if they want to put pepper, they don't have it.Gao Ming has made bacon before, so he is not afraid of making it bad.Gao Ming marinated today's meat, and took out a pure and lean piece.

"Eat lean meat and black fruit soup at night." The black fruit has no taste, and the pickled lean meat is added to make a salty soup.Grill some meat to eat with it, otherwise Bujia, who is physically exhausted, won't be able to eat it at all.

After dinner, Gaoming Bujia agreed to leave tomorrow.The next morning, Gao Ming left a kindling for Landa in the stove, and instructed: "Remember to add firewood when you go to bed at night, so as to ensure that the fire continues."

"Understood, you and your brother should also be careful." Landa worried.

Buga patted Landa's head, "Be careful."

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