Seeing Luma's face turn pale with fright, Qin Fei shook her head and laughed, "Priest Luma, don't be nervous, this thing is a good food."
When Luma heard that the food was edible, her eyes widened in surprise, "Is this food really edible? Isn't it poisonous?"
Qin Fei carefully dug out a taro with a bone knife. It was so big that he couldn't accept it, it was even bigger than a normal watermelon! He couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "Weird continents, strange worlds, even plants can change the growth of seasons, and they grow so big!" He removed the mud from the taro, cut a small piece with a knife, and put it on the tip of his tongue. taste.
The frightened Luma wanted to make a move to stop him, but was a little too late, and stomped his feet impatiently. "You, you, you, what if this is poisonous."
Qin Fei clicked her lips, pointed to the cut taro on the ground and said, "Priest Luma, this thing is called taro, and it also has some medicinal properties. It is especially suitable for people with weak health, but it is slightly poisonous when it is raw. It’s not poisonous if you can eat it. Its juice can easily cause local skin allergies, which is what you call itching, but rubbing it with ginger juice will relieve it.”
Luma stared at the big taro on the ground, then turned around to look at the taro field, blinked and blinked, "Oh my god, there are so many taro, enough for us to eat for a long time. I, I will go back and call someone, get more animal skin bags , get some more of these taro back."
Qin Fei held the anxious Luma and pointed to his animal skin bag, "Father Luma, although this animal skin bag is big, it seems that it can't hold two taro. What's more, in the tribe except us The two animal skin bags, and almost all the rest were taken away by the female in charge of picking."
Luma sighed, how many mouths the whole tribe has. Although sweet potatoes are not rare, they are almost eaten. If the picking team can't find more sweet potatoes today, the tribe may not be able to have a full meal at night. Tomorrow daytime, the whole clan will go hungry again. At this moment, he found that taro was edible, and he was very excited. But there was no way, when they came back, it was almost dark. Although the mountain is very close to the tribe's camp and there are no large wild animals, the forest at night is still a bit dangerous, so we can only wait until tomorrow to carry it.
Seeing that Luma was a little depressed, Qin Fei comforted her, "Priest Luma, please don't worry, I will think of a solution."
Luma patted Qin Fei on the shoulder, "I can find food again, or this kind of big and plentiful food, all because of you. I don't know how to thank you Qin Fei, you don't have to think about it anymore, just Let’s wait for everyone to eat together tomorrow.”
Qin Fei shook her head, "Priest Luma, animal skin bags are fine for carrying some small fruits, but it is obviously not suitable for carrying such a big thing. Even if we use all the animal skin bags, we will have to travel many times just for the taro here. Best If there is something easy to get instead of the animal skin bag, even if the thing is damaged, it is easy to get a new one, so that more animal skins can be saved to resist the severe winter.”
Luma nodded when he heard what he said, "It would be great if there is such a thing. But where can we find what you said?"
Qin Fei had wanted to make a basket for a long time, but she hadn't found a suitable one. At this moment, he simply stated his thoughts to Luma. It not only introduces the purpose of baskets and back baskets, but also tells about what kind of weaving materials are generally needed.
Luma pointed to some vines not far away and said, "During the dry season in spring, the trees lack water and the branches are relatively hard. I'm afraid it's not so easy to bend, but the vines are not affected. I don't know if using vines will work?"
Qin Fei suddenly realized that the vines are flexible and cannot be shaped, but as long as thicker branches are used as the skeleton, and vines are interspersed between them, can't we weave a backpack!
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Thinking, he cut some vines and branches with a knife. Sitting on the ground and tinkering, in just 20 minutes, a large, rough-made pannier was finished.
Luma was holding the big pannier, grinning from ear to ear, "Good thing, this is a good thing. Not only can it hold more than animal skin bags, but it's also much stronger. It doesn't look difficult to make, even if it's broken Make it up again. And it can save a lot of animal skins." As he spoke, he tried carrying the pannier on his back, but he was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to take it off.
Qin Fei smiled and suggested, "Priest Luma, can you see if this works. You go back to the tribe with this pannier on your back, and call more tribesmen back. I'll weave the panniers here, and I can make a few more when you come back. "
Luma nodded after hearing this. The mountains near the tribe are passed by tribesmen every day, and there are no big beasts. However, Luma still told Qin Fei to be careful before rushing back to the tribe with a basket on her back.
Qin Fei sent Luma away, cut some branches and vines, and began to make a basket. When Luma rushed back with some people from his tribe, Qin Fei had already made up eight large baskets.
A few tribesmen with better physical strength put part of the big taro into the back basket and returned to the tribe first. The rest, under Qin Fei's instruction, weaved baskets.
This kind of backpack made of branches and vines was rough and simple, and after a while, the rest of the people finished weaving the basket one after another. Qin Fei and Luma returned to the tribe happily with the rest of the tribe in their backpacks.
It was the first time for the left-behind members of the tribe to see so much food, but some of them were a little timid because they knew the poison of taro. Qin Fei took the initiative to explain to everyone how to eat taro and some things to pay attention to. It also demonstrated how to deal with ginger if the skin is allergic to taro juice.
Knowing the benefits of taro and knowing how to avoid the dreaded itching, the tribe happily went to the river to wash the taro and prepare a sumptuous dinner. The children were busy collecting firewood while swallowing their mouths at Qin Fei's "delicious taro". Qin Fei even promised Xiao Bu that he would make delicious taro cakes for him in a while. Xiao Bu jumped up and down happily, looking like a child.
Qin Fei looked at the lively tribe, and thought to herself: The ancestral motto of the Qin family is to save lives and heal the wounded, regardless of superiority or inferiority. And if he came here, it would be a good thing if more people could get rid of disease and hunger. Instead, he stayed in the modern society. Apart from doing research and eating his ancestral property, he really didn't have much use for him. Thinking about it this way, it seems that he is very correct to roll here. Maybe the gods opened their eyes and looked after the Nata tribe.
Look at those friendly clansmen again, with family-like care and love. Qin Fei also felt that perhaps God was caring for her, allowing her lonely self to come to this difficult but tender place.