"Great!" Looking at the phantom gratefully, Lin Xiaoran opened the animal skin bag and took out a piece of her own secret beef jerky from it, this beef jerky took her a long time to complete, and the taste was naturally extremely delicious. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Give!" generously handed Mo Yang a beef jerky, since he had decided to worship himself as a teacher, he was his own person, so it was not too much to give him something delicious.

As a result, the dried beef jerky, Mo Yang put the letter into his mouth suspiciously, and then bit it hard......

I didn't even bite off!

Lin Xiaoran bit the beef jerky in his mouth, beautiful. The wonderful taste made her whole eyes narrow: "Yin Fei, how much wheat do you have in your field?" Can I finish it before 3 p.m.? ”

"It's easy." Phantom smiled, "You and Moyang will help us make some hawthorn soup in the afternoon, it's quite hot today." ”

"Don't you need my help?" Looking at the phantom in disbelief, "Master said that we would help harvest the wheat in the afternoon." ”

"No, no, no." Waving his hand, Yin Fei hurriedly said, "There is not much wheat planted in the field, and I am alone." ”

"You're welcome, since you are now my apprentice, then you are your own person." Lin Xiaoran patted his hands magnificently, and slapped off all the crumbs of beef jerky on it, "You can follow me to cook hawthorn soup for relieving the heat!" ”

Hawthorn soup? The first time Moyang heard of such a soup, but the soup is boiled with hot water, can this so-called hawthorn soup really relieve the heat? He was a little skeptical.

"Let's start first!" took out a piece of beef jerky again and handed it to Mo Yang, and then stuffed a piece in his mouth, Lin Xiaoran tied the animal skin bag in his hand around his waist, "Let's go, go outside!" ”

Mo Yang nodded and walked outside the bamboo house first, while Lin Xiaoran took advantage of this time to put the hawthorn in the space into the basket, and then followed out of the bamboo house, Yin Fei's kitchen was outside, because the weather was hot now, it didn't matter if he was cooking outside.

Although Moyang belongs to the protected group of people in the tribe, he is still very proficient in some basic life skills, such as making fire.

Although it was only a few minutes, the fire was already lit and even the pot was filled with water.

"Not bad!" Lin Xiaoran praised it, put the basket in his hand conveniently, and then slowly cleaned the hawthorn inside the basket.

"Is this fruit a hawthorn?" Mo Yang took a hawthorn and looked at Lin Xiaoran with suspicion on his face, he also saw this kind of hawthorn tree when he was playing in the woods when he was a child, it was very beautiful red, but it tasted sore and had a toothache.

Lin Xiaoran smiled mysteriously, when her sugar can be made, the sugar gourd will definitely be able to make this kid stunned, and he will definitely not say anything like sour teeth.

The production process of hawthorn soup is very simple, and Lin Xiaoran now has no sugar but has healthier honey, Moyang drank the hawthorn soup in his hand and stared at it a little incredible, never thought that the red fruit he ate when he was a child would have such a taste!

"Go to the river and get some water." Lin Xiaoran said to Mo Yang, who had finished drinking a bowl of soup.

Mo Yang hurriedly ran to the river not far away to prepare to fetch water, he now felt that everything impossible in his master's place would become possible!

Mo Yang can't let him know the things in his space for the time being, so the hawthorn soup definitely can't be chilled in the space, but there is no way to ice it is not a matter for Lin Xiaoran at all, because this is a primitive society!

She still remembers that when she was a child, when refrigerators had not yet become popular, in order to be able to eat cold watermelons in the summer, the family would put watermelons under tap water to rinse, and at that time, most of the tap water was pumped from wells.

The water from the river and the well is still cold even in the summer, so in ancient times, people who walked to the river to wash their faces or drink a sip of well water felt that the world would immediately drop a few degrees.

Put the hawthorn soup in a basin filled with river water, Mo Yang stood next to him and looked at the change of hawthorn soup curiously, in fact, it was not the change of hawthorn soup, but when he touched the basin of river water outside with his fingers, he found that the river water had become hot!

"This ......" He subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Xiaoran next to him, wanting to know why such a thing happened!

"From tomorrow onwards, this knowledge will be slowly handed over to you." Lin Xiaoran smiled slightly, and then picked up the hawthorn soup in the basin and put it into another basin of cold water, she didn't worry at all that Mo Yang wouldn't study these well, because he had the most important curiosity about scientific research, although what she would be easy to understand was just not scientific research.

Listening to Lin Xiaoran's words, Mo Yang himself could feel his breathing begin to accelerate, he never thought that he would be able to have such an opportunity one day, he wanted to become a big hero like Agni, help the people in the tribe bring back all kinds of prey, so that everyone can eat enough every day.

But before such a dream began to be realized, there was such a thing in the tribe, and then more and more things that could be eaten entered his field of vision, and then the hunting team in the tribe did not seem to be so important......

Then he wanted to have his own skills like Xiaoshi, so that he could exchange for all kinds of things he needed in the bazaar, and he could still receive the respect of others, but his dream had not yet begun to be realized when he met his master Lin Xiaoran. And his master seems to be going to give him even more powerful skills.

This is the rhythm that is about to be developed!

Mo Yang felt that his heart was pounding, and there was no way to stop for the time being, his ears could no longer hear any sound, and the whole person was already in an extremely mysterious situation.

Lin Xiaoran shook his head helplessly, his apprentice's mental endurance still needs to be strengthened, it seems that he has to make a targeted training plan, otherwise what will he do if the white-haired person sends the black-haired person at that time?

Mo Yang himself didn't know what Lin Xiaoran was thinking at this time, he was still immersed in the wonderful fantasy of the future, and the resistance to the land of death in his heart was not as obvious as before, and he even wanted to leave here quickly to go to the land of death, participate in his apprenticeship ceremony tomorrow morning, and truly become Lin Xiaoran's apprentice!

(To be continued.) )