I am weak and helpless
Chapter 8
After some manipulations, Yunze finally knew that Que Quan just said that he couldn't make stone pots was not an excuse, he really couldn't.
To come up, first dig out a large stone from the mountain wall that can at least be used as a bedside table, and then dig out a small hole in it.
"Okay, what I did is definitely better than what Sang Rong did." Quequan still has self-knowledge, at least it seems that Yunze can hear the guilt in his words, it seems that he also knows that his level is probably not very good .
Facing Yunze's suspicious gaze, Quequan said with a little embarrassment, "Everyone does it this way, and the pot I made is bigger than others."
Yes, it is larger, but the capacity is not as good as that outrageous stone pot that Sang Rong brought.
Yunze seemed to be thinking silently in his heart, but he didn't speak out against Quequan. From the fact that he only ate boiled food once after staying in the Chenxi tribe for so long, it can be seen why the Chenxi tribe didn't do much research on eating.
As a food-loving monster, Yunze looked at this thing that looked more like a large stone mortar than a pot, and felt that he had a long way to go if he wanted to improve his food.
He began to miss the people of Huaguo who had eight major cuisines and countless small cuisines.
But the most urgent task now is to get rid of this pot first.
Of course, instead of throwing it away, I managed to get a pot. Although the shape is a bit sorry, there is obviously room for improvement, but Quequan just has no experience in this area.
In fact, Quequan himself is absolutely sure that the pot he made seems to be really not good, but he doesn't know how to improve it, but seeing the little black cat happily jumping off his head and hugging the pot, Quequan still doesn't like it. There was a sense of accomplishment in my heart.
But the sense of accomplishment disappeared quickly, because the little black cat couldn't hold the stone pot, even... the thickness of the stone pot was about the same length as the little black cat's arm, and the little black cat jumped into the pot a little bit disappointed, Putting his chin on the edge of the pot, he looked at Quequan with pitiful eyes.
It also proved how small this pot is. After a kitten like Yunze jumped into it, there was not much room left. It might not be cooked for several hours.
"You... If you think there is something wrong, you can tell me, I will find a way to satisfy you, but I have no other advantages, but I will always do what I say." Quequan patted his chest and said.
What Yunze was waiting for was his words, all the depression, cats and cats stewed in stone pots all disappeared, and Yunze squatted in the pot, then scratched a white mark on the pot wall with his fingernails, and then pointed The inner part said: "Dug out all the inside, just leave the outer layer."
Looking at the line that looks like Yunze, Quequan is also full of fighting spirit.
In fact, it seems that Yunze's line is still relatively thick, at least two to three centimeters, but his line is drawn at a quarter position, which shows how thick this "pot" is.
The pot that Sang Rong took before was actually not much better, and the pot was also five or six centimeters long.
It seemed that Yunze felt that with such a pot, even he would not be willing to cook. Although there is no shortage of firewood in the forest, he still had to work hard to move it home. As a result, more than half of the pot was used to cook the soup. It's also not good to drink, and no one wants to toss about it over time.
Quequan's idea is very beautiful, but the reality is really cruel. When Quequan's pickaxe was swung for the third time, the stone pot... cracked.
Literally cracked.
Probably because he used too much strength, so the pot wall, which had become much weaker because of the first and second strokes, was completely overwhelmed by the third stroke.
But Quan was dumbfounded.
The entire Chenxi tribe, from the Wuhe patriarch to the little orc who just transformed, would throw stones twice, but most of them are not proficient, but if Quan was not here to compete with Sang Rong, he would not have come to Stone Mountain at all.
Seeing the cracked pot and Quequan with very low air pressure around him, Yunze felt that his purpose of coming to Shishan today might be ruined.
After rubbing the pot helplessly, Si Yunze's tail drooped, and he turned to leave.
After walking a few steps, he found himself being lifted into the air by Quequan, and he and Quequan successfully formed a face-to-face relationship.
"You are so young, why are you so impatient? Am I inexperienced? Just wait, I will definitely make it for it today." After speaking, he put Si Yunze on his head, and continued to beat beat.
"It should be smaller than the pot just now, it's too big and I can't move it." Seeing that Quequan wanted to dig out a bigger stone, Si Yunze hurriedly stopped it.
In fact, he could move the one just now, but it was very difficult, and if the pot could be polished to the thickness that Yunze needed, it could really cook a lot of things, and there was really no need to make it so big.
The two of them squatted on the stone mountain for a whole day, from dawn to dusk, and scrapped more than a dozen stones before finally producing a complete and undamaged finished product.
It's not just that Yunze is very satisfied with this pot, but even Quequan looks at his achievements in disbelief.
The diameter of the pot is about [-] centimeters, the height is [-] centimeters, and the wall of the pot is even less than [-] centimeters. There are "ears" on both sides of the pot for easy lifting.
Judging from the appearance alone, it has killed other "pots" in seconds.
It was not in vain that Quequan just put his claws on the pot when it was polished to the end, and used the pot as a cat scratcher to grab a lot of stone chips and managed to make a pot that was thinner than what Yunze had requested before.
When the orcs used their Qi, these stones really couldn't stop their claws.
"Let's go, take this pot back to my house and try it, you're hungry too." Quequan had also delivered food to the little orcs in the cave before, so he knew that there was nothing in the cave where Yunze lived.
It's just that after Si Yunze came, Ai Chen and Sang Rong usually took care of this job, and Si Yunze hadn't formally contacted him before, so he naturally didn't know that the cave had actually changed a lot now.
Quequan currently lives alone. Once the orcs can start hunting with the hunting team after they become adults, they will usually be kicked out by their parents. It’s not because other orcs are adopted back. Most adult orcs have a strong sense of territory. If unrelated orcs who are not spouses live with them for a long time, they will also become irritable. will be threatened.
Although Quequan was easily defeated by Sang Rong, he was still a relatively powerful orc in the tribe, so even if he didn't pay much attention to his appetite, he still had a lot of food at home.
Among other things, the fresh meat alone weighs more than ten catties. It should be a kind of herbivore that is easier to hunt and has faster reproductive ability in the diet of the orcs of the Dawn Tribe. It is the meat of this kind of animal, the name of which is unknown to Yunze.
In addition to this, there are essential items such as salt and a leafy vegetable that Xi Yunze can't recognize.
What surprised Si Yunze the most was that there are spicy food, although it doesn't look like chili, but the taste is similar.
"My house is full of these things, you can toss with them as you like." Quequan has never used a pot before, and he doesn't know what kind of food can be made, so he simply washes the pot and puts it on the fire and lets him do whatever he wants.
It's a good thing that Yunze is not a real cub, otherwise he doesn't know what to do at this time.
Because there is no way to change form for the time being, Yunze had no choice but to trouble Quequan to cut a piece of fat from the meat of the big-toothed beast, and then cut off all the fat.
Although the claws are sharp, Quequan still uses a very sharp stone knife.
They don't use tools much, and they don't use them very deeply, but they still use them at ordinary times. This is one of the fundamental differences between orcs and beasts.
"What are you doing? Fat meat is delicious, but eating too much will make you sick. You need to drink a lot of water."
There is a big scar on Quequan's face, he is big and looks very fierce, but Yunze has been with him all day and knows that his personality and appearance don't have much to do with each other. In a society ruled by law, A big man with such a scar on his face is probably not a good person, but this is a prehistoric time in which countless efforts have to be made to survive, and it is normal to be injured, but it just happened to be on the face.
By the time Quequan cut them all up, the pot on the fire was already hot.
"Put these fatty meats in the pot and turn them over with a stone shovel so they don't burn." Because he didn't have hands, Yunze could only direct Quequan verbally.
"Don't you need to put water in the pot?" Que Quan, who had never seen the method of "stir-frying", was also curious about what Yunze wanted to eat, so under the command of Yunze, he became a qualified "stir-fry" Robot", it seems that Yunze will do what he says.
Because the pot is very hot, the fat meat will sizzle immediately when it is put into the pot, and the meat aroma will come out immediately.
There was a lot of meat, so the oil came out quickly, and it didn't burn so quickly after the oil came out. After the oil was also very hot, Si Yunze hurriedly asked Quequan to put the meat in, and the meat was burned. Quan was sliced very thinly, and the smell that was not the same as barbecue quickly permeated the room.
The ingredients were limited, so after the meat was fully cooked, Yunze put the vegetables down, and finally put a little salt and half a chopped spicy fruit.
"Is it cooked so quickly?" Que Quan couldn't believe it. It usually takes a long time to roast meat, and it is easy to burn.
The food in the pot is still mainly meat, but it looks completely different from the barbecue. Generally, the barbecue is dry, but there is even vegetable soup in this pot.
Without a plate, he took down the pot and put it on the ground, and then used a shovel to add a bowl to himself and Si Yunze before eating.
"It's so fragrant!"
To come up, first dig out a large stone from the mountain wall that can at least be used as a bedside table, and then dig out a small hole in it.
"Okay, what I did is definitely better than what Sang Rong did." Quequan still has self-knowledge, at least it seems that Yunze can hear the guilt in his words, it seems that he also knows that his level is probably not very good .
Facing Yunze's suspicious gaze, Quequan said with a little embarrassment, "Everyone does it this way, and the pot I made is bigger than others."
Yes, it is larger, but the capacity is not as good as that outrageous stone pot that Sang Rong brought.
Yunze seemed to be thinking silently in his heart, but he didn't speak out against Quequan. From the fact that he only ate boiled food once after staying in the Chenxi tribe for so long, it can be seen why the Chenxi tribe didn't do much research on eating.
As a food-loving monster, Yunze looked at this thing that looked more like a large stone mortar than a pot, and felt that he had a long way to go if he wanted to improve his food.
He began to miss the people of Huaguo who had eight major cuisines and countless small cuisines.
But the most urgent task now is to get rid of this pot first.
Of course, instead of throwing it away, I managed to get a pot. Although the shape is a bit sorry, there is obviously room for improvement, but Quequan just has no experience in this area.
In fact, Quequan himself is absolutely sure that the pot he made seems to be really not good, but he doesn't know how to improve it, but seeing the little black cat happily jumping off his head and hugging the pot, Quequan still doesn't like it. There was a sense of accomplishment in my heart.
But the sense of accomplishment disappeared quickly, because the little black cat couldn't hold the stone pot, even... the thickness of the stone pot was about the same length as the little black cat's arm, and the little black cat jumped into the pot a little bit disappointed, Putting his chin on the edge of the pot, he looked at Quequan with pitiful eyes.
It also proved how small this pot is. After a kitten like Yunze jumped into it, there was not much room left. It might not be cooked for several hours.
"You... If you think there is something wrong, you can tell me, I will find a way to satisfy you, but I have no other advantages, but I will always do what I say." Quequan patted his chest and said.
What Yunze was waiting for was his words, all the depression, cats and cats stewed in stone pots all disappeared, and Yunze squatted in the pot, then scratched a white mark on the pot wall with his fingernails, and then pointed The inner part said: "Dug out all the inside, just leave the outer layer."
Looking at the line that looks like Yunze, Quequan is also full of fighting spirit.
In fact, it seems that Yunze's line is still relatively thick, at least two to three centimeters, but his line is drawn at a quarter position, which shows how thick this "pot" is.
The pot that Sang Rong took before was actually not much better, and the pot was also five or six centimeters long.
It seemed that Yunze felt that with such a pot, even he would not be willing to cook. Although there is no shortage of firewood in the forest, he still had to work hard to move it home. As a result, more than half of the pot was used to cook the soup. It's also not good to drink, and no one wants to toss about it over time.
Quequan's idea is very beautiful, but the reality is really cruel. When Quequan's pickaxe was swung for the third time, the stone pot... cracked.
Literally cracked.
Probably because he used too much strength, so the pot wall, which had become much weaker because of the first and second strokes, was completely overwhelmed by the third stroke.
But Quan was dumbfounded.
The entire Chenxi tribe, from the Wuhe patriarch to the little orc who just transformed, would throw stones twice, but most of them are not proficient, but if Quan was not here to compete with Sang Rong, he would not have come to Stone Mountain at all.
Seeing the cracked pot and Quequan with very low air pressure around him, Yunze felt that his purpose of coming to Shishan today might be ruined.
After rubbing the pot helplessly, Si Yunze's tail drooped, and he turned to leave.
After walking a few steps, he found himself being lifted into the air by Quequan, and he and Quequan successfully formed a face-to-face relationship.
"You are so young, why are you so impatient? Am I inexperienced? Just wait, I will definitely make it for it today." After speaking, he put Si Yunze on his head, and continued to beat beat.
"It should be smaller than the pot just now, it's too big and I can't move it." Seeing that Quequan wanted to dig out a bigger stone, Si Yunze hurriedly stopped it.
In fact, he could move the one just now, but it was very difficult, and if the pot could be polished to the thickness that Yunze needed, it could really cook a lot of things, and there was really no need to make it so big.
The two of them squatted on the stone mountain for a whole day, from dawn to dusk, and scrapped more than a dozen stones before finally producing a complete and undamaged finished product.
It's not just that Yunze is very satisfied with this pot, but even Quequan looks at his achievements in disbelief.
The diameter of the pot is about [-] centimeters, the height is [-] centimeters, and the wall of the pot is even less than [-] centimeters. There are "ears" on both sides of the pot for easy lifting.
Judging from the appearance alone, it has killed other "pots" in seconds.
It was not in vain that Quequan just put his claws on the pot when it was polished to the end, and used the pot as a cat scratcher to grab a lot of stone chips and managed to make a pot that was thinner than what Yunze had requested before.
When the orcs used their Qi, these stones really couldn't stop their claws.
"Let's go, take this pot back to my house and try it, you're hungry too." Quequan had also delivered food to the little orcs in the cave before, so he knew that there was nothing in the cave where Yunze lived.
It's just that after Si Yunze came, Ai Chen and Sang Rong usually took care of this job, and Si Yunze hadn't formally contacted him before, so he naturally didn't know that the cave had actually changed a lot now.
Quequan currently lives alone. Once the orcs can start hunting with the hunting team after they become adults, they will usually be kicked out by their parents. It’s not because other orcs are adopted back. Most adult orcs have a strong sense of territory. If unrelated orcs who are not spouses live with them for a long time, they will also become irritable. will be threatened.
Although Quequan was easily defeated by Sang Rong, he was still a relatively powerful orc in the tribe, so even if he didn't pay much attention to his appetite, he still had a lot of food at home.
Among other things, the fresh meat alone weighs more than ten catties. It should be a kind of herbivore that is easier to hunt and has faster reproductive ability in the diet of the orcs of the Dawn Tribe. It is the meat of this kind of animal, the name of which is unknown to Yunze.
In addition to this, there are essential items such as salt and a leafy vegetable that Xi Yunze can't recognize.
What surprised Si Yunze the most was that there are spicy food, although it doesn't look like chili, but the taste is similar.
"My house is full of these things, you can toss with them as you like." Quequan has never used a pot before, and he doesn't know what kind of food can be made, so he simply washes the pot and puts it on the fire and lets him do whatever he wants.
It's a good thing that Yunze is not a real cub, otherwise he doesn't know what to do at this time.
Because there is no way to change form for the time being, Yunze had no choice but to trouble Quequan to cut a piece of fat from the meat of the big-toothed beast, and then cut off all the fat.
Although the claws are sharp, Quequan still uses a very sharp stone knife.
They don't use tools much, and they don't use them very deeply, but they still use them at ordinary times. This is one of the fundamental differences between orcs and beasts.
"What are you doing? Fat meat is delicious, but eating too much will make you sick. You need to drink a lot of water."
There is a big scar on Quequan's face, he is big and looks very fierce, but Yunze has been with him all day and knows that his personality and appearance don't have much to do with each other. In a society ruled by law, A big man with such a scar on his face is probably not a good person, but this is a prehistoric time in which countless efforts have to be made to survive, and it is normal to be injured, but it just happened to be on the face.
By the time Quequan cut them all up, the pot on the fire was already hot.
"Put these fatty meats in the pot and turn them over with a stone shovel so they don't burn." Because he didn't have hands, Yunze could only direct Quequan verbally.
"Don't you need to put water in the pot?" Que Quan, who had never seen the method of "stir-frying", was also curious about what Yunze wanted to eat, so under the command of Yunze, he became a qualified "stir-fry" Robot", it seems that Yunze will do what he says.
Because the pot is very hot, the fat meat will sizzle immediately when it is put into the pot, and the meat aroma will come out immediately.
There was a lot of meat, so the oil came out quickly, and it didn't burn so quickly after the oil came out. After the oil was also very hot, Si Yunze hurriedly asked Quequan to put the meat in, and the meat was burned. Quan was sliced very thinly, and the smell that was not the same as barbecue quickly permeated the room.
The ingredients were limited, so after the meat was fully cooked, Yunze put the vegetables down, and finally put a little salt and half a chopped spicy fruit.
"Is it cooked so quickly?" Que Quan couldn't believe it. It usually takes a long time to roast meat, and it is easy to burn.
The food in the pot is still mainly meat, but it looks completely different from the barbecue. Generally, the barbecue is dry, but there is even vegetable soup in this pot.
Without a plate, he took down the pot and put it on the ground, and then used a shovel to add a bowl to himself and Si Yunze before eating.
"It's so fragrant!"
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