Meng Sheng didn't pay much attention to the meeting with Kong Jia today, he got the salt and hurried back to the cave as if he had found a treasure.
He smashed the salt rocks with an axe, and the yellow and white salt blended with the stones in pieces. It was not easy to remove the sand and rocks and leave only the salt.
The condition of the cave was poor, and he didn't pay much attention to it. He simply ground it together and then rubbed it on the meat to marinate. Anyway, it's the same to wash the meat when it's ready to eat.
There wasn't much salt in a piece of salt rock, and he applied a small amount of it, which could cover half of the meat in the cave. He also ground the handful of crystalline salt that Qiu Juan had given him. He didn't intend to use this good quality salt to marinate meat, but to use it for cooking.
After staying in the cave for so long, he eats barbecue almost every day. There are no pots and pans in the cave. He was busy hunting for food a while ago, and he didn’t have time to pack the cooking utensils. Taking advantage of the food in the cave Feng Sheng, after he marinated the meat, he went out of the cave to find stones to make pots and bowls.
There is a fairly wide area outside his cave. There are no big trees, and the sun will shine directly on it. The grass on the ground is very lush, and some are already taller than a person. He took out the machete and cleaned up the weeds.
When the weeds fell, they couldn’t hide the stones below. He picked a sturdy and easy-to-polish one, and prepared to make a stone pot. The stone was wide, about one or two hundred catties. He tried to move it, grabbed the stone and lifted it up. , resulting in no movement.
"Fuck it, it's so heavy!"
He put the machete behind his back and spit on the palm of his hand. He remembered that it was mentioned in the encyclopedia that males can increase their strength by using their breath, and they have great potential.
He glanced at it briefly before, mainly because he remembered the characteristic that the breath should not be left on the female or subfemale casually, but he hasn't used the breath ability well yet.
So with all his strength, he squatted down and tried again without holding back his strength. With the flow of breath, he was shocked to find that he actually picked up the stone!
Trying to walk two steps, it was very light, and he couldn't help saying to himself: "Is it really so powerful?"
At this time, there was a strong masculine smell surrounding him, it was a grassy smell, which was actually quite fresh, but he didn't like smells other than masculinity on a big man.
Ever since he knew that primitive males would emit breath, he would hold his breath to prevent others from smelling it. Of course, he would not put his dog's nose to smell other people's smell.
When he smelled the strong scent of grass and trees emanating from himself, he always put away the breath, but the result was that almost instantly, his sudden strong strength was like a box being closed, and it disappeared all of a sudden. Lao Gao's boulder, who was being held in his arms, fell with a "bang", smashing a small hole in the ground.
He flicked the fingernails that had scratched from the edge of the stone, as if he had touched some doorway, so he tried again according to the thought in his heart. When the breath came out, as expected, he hugged the stone again, and the breath released The more you hold, the lighter the stone in your arms becomes.
So, he simply tried to release all the breath that could be released from his body, and at this moment, the heavy stone was light enough to be lifted above his head in his hands.
Like lifting a barbell, he lifted the stone up and down into the cave.
After tasting the sweetness of breath, he couldn't stop it, and finally understood the sentence introduced in the encyclopedia that male breath symbolizes male ability.
The breath gave him great strength, and he even smelled the fragrance, and his nose was a lot smoother.
In one afternoon, he used stones and the tools he had to create a stone pot with breath, and he also chiseled two stone bowls.
When the fiery sunset glowed at the entrance of his cave, the stone pot in the cave was filled with water, and the fire under the pot was burning vigorously.
Meng Sheng put his hand in his hand. Although the heat transfer of stone is not as good as that of iron, the conditions in the cave have improved to a new level. The water that was still cold when he came back is now warm. It has been a long time since he felt it. The temperature of the hot water, so that you don't have to go to the river to take a cold shower in the future.
He made a set of pots and bowls, and he also mastered breath control proficiently, which kills two birds with one stone.
When the water was hot, he threw a large piece of beast leg bone into it to make soup. It was a beast about the size of an adult wild boar. It should be still in its infancy and its attack power was not strong. He still took advantage of the beast when it was confused. I hunted it with an axe. The taste is average, with a rough rustling feeling. I bite down and pierce my mouth.
After simmering for half an hour, he threw ten catties of pork in. After using his breath today, he was exhausted, and he felt that he could eat a lot.
When the dusk faded and the sky gradually darkened, the temperature outside was quite low, but at this time the cave was already warmed by the fire, and the smell of the meat cooked with salt not only permeated the whole cave, but even Float outside the cave.
At this time, the female passing by fetching water from the outside smelled the strange smell of meat, and couldn't help but stop, and looked into the glowing cave: "What kind of meat smells like this, it can be so fragrant?"
Although he hesitated for a while, Luo still didn't dare to get close to him. Although after contacting her today, the male neighbor seems to be easy to get along with, but when she met Kong Jia, she absolutely dare not just rely on a short time to get along with him to determine that a male is what kind of.
The smell of meat lingered in her nose, but she still thought to herself, no matter what, if the relationship is good, she and Qiu Juan are weak, this male might be able to take care of their mother and child, she restrained her appetite, Carrying a large bamboo bucket to his cave.
There was salt and boiling hot broth. Meng Sheng had a solid meal. The taste of wild animal meat was not very good, but the soup was really good, clear and not greasy. He used stone bowls to fill three or four bowls Drink, there is still half a pot of soup and some meat left in the end.
After eating a few red berries to relieve his boredom, Meng Sheng leaned against the cave wall contentedly, and decided to have the rest for breakfast tomorrow morning.
It seemed to be colder than usual tonight, so instead of going back to sleep on the stone bed, he fell asleep by the fire.
The next day, he was woken up by the urge to urinate, so he went out to pee.
It was still gray outside the cave, he didn't change his clothes last night, he just wore an animal skin skirt, and now he has to untie the animal skin when he pees, it's like running naked, fortunately it's early, if he meets a sub-female Or females, I'm afraid they thought they were going to do something to others.
He looked down at his well-proportioned abs, paired with a masculine, wheat-colored skin. Personally, he thought it was a bit of a sight, and he wouldn't be obscene no matter what.
After solving the problem, he pulled the hay back into the cave. Last night's firewood had been burned, and now there were only some sparks. After igniting the sparks with hay, he threw a few pieces of firewood into the cave to heat up the meat.
Although it was still early at this hour, and the dew was wet outside, he didn't intend to sleep anymore. He wanted to go out to try his luck, see if he could find salt stones, and pick some berries back by the way. Tomatoes are almost done with berries.
The oil in the stone pot gradually melted when heated, and when the fragrance slowly came out again, it was already bright outside.
He scooped up a bowl of broth, and when he was about to drink it, he suddenly heard rustling noises outside the cave, the sound of stepping on the weeds. After skillfully using his breath, he found that he could hear and see clearly after letting out a little bit.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave with the stone bowl in his hand, he heard a voice outside: "Meng Sheng, are you up?"
"Aunt Luo?" He was a little surprised to see the female standing under the cave.
Luo smiled and walked towards him: "I went out to pick some wild vegetables yesterday, Ah Hu always felt embarrassed to take your food, let me send you some wild vegetables as a thank you."
The female handed him two handfuls of wild vegetables: "I have a weak bone, and I can't go out hunting. I can only pick some wild vegetables and fruits. Even the tribe's collection team refuses to take me. I hope you don't dislike me. something."
"Aunt Luo, you and Qiu Juan are too polite." The wild vegetables brought by the female Meng Sheng were processed, the soil on them was washed clean, and all the yellow leaves were picked off. They were all fresh. The tender leaves are enough to see that people have put their minds to it. He took the wild vegetables, which happened to be missing in the cave.
Seeing that he didn't show any dislike, Luo was very happy: "We live close to the cave, and Ahu and I are orphans and widows, and I have to rely on you to take care of us. Ahu has a stubborn temper, and sometimes I also have a headache."
"Don't worry, I will do my best to take care of you."
As he said that, Meng Sheng suddenly remembered what was in his pot. He was carrying wild vegetables, thinking that it would be better to throw them into the pot and cook them. He hadn’t eaten the crispy and tender vegetables for several days. Give it to Luo.
"Aunt Luo, wait a minute."
The female didn't know what he was going to do, and she was embarrassed to follow a male into the cave alone, so she had to wait at the entrance of the cave. However, at this time, she smelled the smell of meat that she smelled last night, because it was closer to the cave, and the smell of meat was stronger than yesterday. The taste was much richer, and she vaguely guessed that Meng Sheng might be having breakfast.
She couldn't help being a little embarrassed, it was really not the right time to come.
Meng Sheng scooped up the leftover pork from yesterday, as well as the animal meat he didn't like. There wasn't a big bowl for these meats, so he had to use five large leaves to put the meat in.
He took the hot food to Luo: "This is the meat I cooked yesterday, with the salt Qiu Juan gave. It tastes good. Aunt Luo will take it home and try it."
Luo simply came to deliver some wild vegetables, but she really didn't expect Meng Sheng to give food generously. Although the meat brought out by the male was more delicious than ever, she really had no face to take it.
"No, I can't take any more of your stuff."
"This is boiled with your salt, and the meat is not too much. I'm afraid it's not enough for you and Qiu Juan to eat. I just want to share it with you because I think it tastes good. There is no other meaning."
Seeing that the female was still hesitating, he said again: "Now that Qiu Juan is injured, we should give him some good food, and he will be able to go hunting when he recovers sooner. If Aunt Luo doesn't think about Qiu Juan, I still feel embarrassed." , then next time you pick wild vegetables, give me some more, I like those wild vegetables very much."
Luo smiled helplessly. The male who was reluctant to speak in the past actually spoke everything, but he was embarrassed to refuse: "You child is too good at talking."
"It's the truth."
Luo held the warm meat, with a touch of emotion on his face: "I'll bring you wild vegetables from now on."
"Very good."
Luo suddenly thought of something again: "You said it was cooked? Is there a pot in your cave?"
Meng Sheng pointed to his stone pot: "It was chiseled yesterday."
Luo's eyes widened slightly: "There are not many stone pots in our tribe. At present, I only know that there are two chiefs' caves and some very powerful male caves. It is not easy to dig stone pots."
She also ate cooked meat in the past. Every year when winter is approaching, when she goes to the chief to collect supplies, the chief will cook some cooked meat for the weak in the tribe. For them who are used to eating raw meat, the taste of cooked meat is not good. It's so good, but I don't know why Meng Sheng's meat is so fragrant when it's also cooked meat.
Meng Sheng was a little surprised: "Really? If Aunt Luo's cave needs it, I can dig one for you when I have time."
Seeing the understatement of the male, Luo was so surprised that he could not speak. You must know that the stone pot in the chief's cave took more than ten days to dig out by the powerful male in the tribe.
The idea that Meng Sheng is a weak male has long been ingrained. She thinks that Meng Sheng's stone pot should have formed naturally. It just happened that he found out that he brought it back and simply modified it. She never thought that Meng Sheng has powerful abilities. and advanced tools as an aid.
She smiled and didn't say anything, but said politely: "Okay, if you are free, I will ask you. Qiu Juan has wanted a stone pot for a long time. When I was young, every time I went to the chief's house Everyone who received the food clamored for the chief's pot, but it was a joke."
Meng Sheng couldn't figure out what it would be like for an Asian female who always looked serious and was crying when she was a child. I guess the contrast is quite big, and she should be quite cute.
He smiled, but took the matter to heart.
"Then I'll go back first, Qiu Juan is still waiting for me." "Aunt Luo, go slowly."
After Ya Nu left, Meng Sheng returned to the stone pot with a smile, and sent out all the meat. There was only some minced meat left in the pot. When it is hot, it is crispy and fresh, and tastes very good, just like eating hot pot. He ate up the wild vegetables without any leftovers.
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