One, two, three, four...... Countless hairballs squatted on the ground and looked at her curiously, and stared at her for about ten minutes, until finally their father, the Great White Lion, let out a roar, and the little cubs shook off their fur in fright and quickly ran away.

One of the cubs, probably because it was too small, was trampled several times by its brothers and sisters, and it rolled several times in the snow and could not get up, and it looked at the area around the lions with a bewildered expression, and looked at Qian Duoduo with a pair of big blank eyes.

Qian Duoduo: "......" She watched as the lion cub stretched out a paw and secretly grabbed one of her feet.

Qian Duoduo lifted his legs and walked only to find that hey, hey, it had become heavier? This little cub actually crawled down her feet to her knees, hung there, and swayed and swayed with her walking......

The lion cub looked at her with a pair of innocent eyes wide open.

"Are you sure this isn't touching porcelain?" Qian Duoduo tore it off his leg.

But the lion cub made up his mind to rely on her, she took a step, it followed a step, she stopped, and it stopped.

"Okay, follow me if you want, but don't pick me up!" Qian Duoduo finished speaking, and directly grabbed the back of the lion cub's neck, picked it up and left.

White Lion Spring.

Fish catchers were piled up and laughed everywhere, and not only those who had stayed behind in the tribe, but even the warriors who had just returned from hunting joined the fishing ranks. Some people catch a fish and cut it into pieces with a stone knife and distribute it to the hungry, while others are not in a hurry and set up a fire to slowly grill the fish.

The whole fish was skewered on a branch and grilled. Not to mention that it is not easy to cook, the smell of fish and blood makes Qian Duoduo lose his appetite. She felt that the tribesmen should popularize the way to eat fish, otherwise the people who carried it would not be able to bear the fishy smell of flying all over the canyon.

Qian Duoduo said a word, and immediately many people rushed to help her.

She told the women how to scrape the scales, how to gut the fish, how to remove the black membrane from the belly, cut the fish with a few knives, rub the fish with salt, coat it with ginger juice, and marinate it to be grilled.

The old ginger was found in the elder's pile of medicinal herbs and was requisitioned.

The elders didn't have any opinions, this wild plant grows all over the mountains in the spring, and you can find a ginger garden when you climb a mountain, and it is very easy to collect. But he didn't understand, what did God want them to do?

I have a lot of money to get myself food.

She made a grilled fish with ginger sauce and stewed a pot of fresh fish soup.

It is a very simple and classic combination, just a few pieces of ginger, add a handful of salt and throw it into a pot of boiling water, then put in a thin slice of fish, and soak it in the bubbling soup, and the fish fillet is cooked.

The strong aroma made the tribesmen who were slaughtering their prey and grilling fish all stopped.

They desperately resisted the urge to taste the taste of the soup in the soup pot of the gods, and one by one they shrugged their noses and sniffed with intoxication, hoping that the fragrance would fill their stomachs.

The little lion cub climbed up on Qian Duoduo's leg to eat.

However, it didn't get a bite and was kicked away by a monkey that came out of nowhere. The monkey was so angry that there was a lion to compete with it for favor!

Qian Duoduo was a little curious about how the lions came and went freely in the tribe? She saw that after the tribesmen walked out of the canyon, they paid close attention to which roads they could walk, which roads they could not walk, and which roads had to get out of the Z-shaped and S-shaped shapes that the six relatives did not recognize. It is said that if you take a wrong step, you may step into the psychedelic array, but Qian Duoduo has been walking around, but he has never found out where there is a formation? So the question is, do the lions also understand the formation? How do they come in and go out, like a flat ground in the White Lion Canyon?