Chapter 2: The Happiness of Eating Meat
The problem with the cloud was during a totem awakening ceremony.
Through the Awakening Ritual, people can gain the power of the totem.
The power of the totem can make people have great strength, and even if they are lucky, they can even gain some magical abilities.
One of the most important sources of food for the Flame Serpent tribe is hunting.
However, the wild world is very sinister, and its strength is not good, not only can it not hit its prey, but it often becomes the belly of the beast.
Even if you don't hunt, you need to be able to resist the attacks of brute beasts on the tribe.
Therefore, the totem awakening ritual is crucial for any tribe, and it is a matter of life and death.
Yun was ten years old at the time, just in time for the awakening ceremony.
The awakening process of other children, whether successful or not, is normal, but when it is the turn of the cloud, there is an accident.
Under the influence of the totem pole, the totem of the Flame Snake Tribe actually manifested through the flames, turned into a huge fire snake, and pounced on him.
He was so frightened that he let the storm take over his body.
Accepting the memories left by the clouds, Fengyun vaguely felt that there should be some connection between what happened to him and what happened to him in front of the petroglyphs.
It's been a month since Fengyun crossed over to the Flame Snake Tribe.
This month was the longest month in his memory, all kinds of discomfort, all kinds of unaccustomedness, all kinds of unaccustomedness, and once he was about to go crazy.
However, people's adaptability is very terrible, gritting their teeth, and actually holding on, after all, life is the most important thing.
Since you can't change the reality of crossing, let's find a way to live a better life.
So Fengyun decided to get an invention from his previous life, that is, papermaking.
However, his original purpose was not to write, but to protect the "chrysanthemum".
Once, after he finished defecating his stool, he couldn't find anything to wipe his buttocks, so he had to rip off some leaves instead of tissue, but he was unlucky.
The "chrysanthemum" was itchy and painful, and the whole person was restless and in pain.
In order to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past, he had to choose to solve the problem with things like sticks and stones, but the process was really not pleasant.
He chopped the bark from the tree with a stone knife and boiled it in a large stone pot.
After it is ready to be cooked, it is washed, pounded, mixed with water, and then some sticky tree sap is added to increase the viscosity between the fibers, and stirred evenly to make pulp.
Finally, use the curtain of papermaking to copy and dry, and it is done.
But he had just begun to boil the bark when an uninvited guest came uninvited.
"Brother Yun, what are you cooking?"
A little girl of eight or nine years old came out of nowhere, with unkempt hair, a pair of big black eyes staring at the stone pot tightly, and saliva faintly flowing down the corners of her mouth.
Fengyun glared at the little girl angrily: "You know how to eat." I don't know if there's anything else in your head besides eating. ”
The little girl didn't respond at all, her eyes still staring at the stone pot.
Fengyun shook her head secretly, knowing that she would not give up if she didn't make it clear, so she had to explain: "What is cooking in the pot is not food, I use it to make paper." ”
"Paper?" the little girl blinked and her eyes widened, "Can you eat it?"
"Of course you can't eat it. ”
"And what is it?"
"Paper is a ......" the storm stopped.
It dawned on him that it was not easy to explain what paper was to someone who had never known what it was, especially to a child under the age of ten.
In order to get rid of the little girl's entanglement, he simply opened the lid of the pot.
"Is it bark?"
Seeing the contents of the pot clearly, the little girl showed a disappointed expression.
However, she quickly turned her head and looked at Fengyun, with deep guilt on her face: "Brother Yun, it's all my fault, I have eaten all your food, so that you can only eat tree bark." I've eaten the bark, and it's so unpalatable. Wait a minute, I'll go get you food. ”
After that, without waiting for Fengyun to react, he ran away.
Looking at the little girl's back, Fengyun couldn't help but shake his head.
From the bottom of his heart, he still likes this little girl.
When he first crossed over to the Flame Snake Tribe, due to all kinds of discomfort, he became very irritable and almost went crazy.
One of the reasons is that the food is so unpalatable.
After receiving the food once, Fengyun decided to process it, but he didn't expect that from then on, there would be a small tail behind him.
Although the Flame Snake tribe is not wealthy, it still takes care of orphans and distributes food every day.
Yun's father was killed by brute beasts while out hunting.
My mother also fell ill and died soon after.
Therefore, Fengyun is an orphan in the eyes of the people of the Flame Snake Tribe.
The rations given to the orphans by the tribe were tubers with many roots and whiskers, hairy lumps, which looked somewhat similar to taro, but the taste was much worse, the dregs were more dregs, and they were a little astringent.
For Fengyun, who is used to eating fine rice noodles, it is difficult to swallow.
Although he was able to barely fit it into his stomach with the help of hunger, he was never able to get used to its bad taste.
Fortunately, the boy who has completed the totem awakening can enjoy preferential treatment in the tribe.
Every once in a while, the tribe would give them some meat.
The first time Fengyun received meat was on the seventh day of his journey to the Flame Snake Tribe.
The amount of meat was much more than he had imagined, almost half his body weight.
The flesh was bloody, and his hands and bodies were covered in blood, but he didn't care at all, on the contrary, how he saw how pleasing it was.
Just when he was thinking about how to clean up the fresh meat he received after he went back and feast on it, the scene that happened in front of him stunned him.
Those teenagers who, like him, had awakened the power of the totem actually gnawed on the spot after getting the fresh meat.
His head and face were covered with blood, the corners of his mouth were still foaming with blood, and his eyes were full of madness.
Fengyun has no doubt at all, whoever dares to grab their meat at this time, they will definitely fight back wildly.
In a terrifying chewing sound, Fengyun felt his body tremble, as if he was not in the crowd, but in the midst of a group of hungry wolves.
It's better to go early.
He threw the huge chunk of meat directly over his shoulder, and almost ran away.
Returning to his lodgings, he first cut a few pieces of meat from the pieces with a stone knife, put them in a wooden basin, crushed the salt, sprinkled them on top of them, kneaded them with his hands, helped them to taste them, and set them aside.
Walked into the room and took out a small clump of flocculent and two dark blue crystals from under the pillow.
Place the floc on the stone and pick up the blue crystal and tap it on it.
After several knocks, a spark finally appeared, and as soon as the spark came into contact with the flocculent, it was immediately ignited.
The flocculent was collected from a plant known to the tribe as the hairy tree, which was easily ignited, called velvet, and the two blue crystals were flints.
Fengyun lit the dead grass with velvet, put it in the fire, and added some thicker dry branches to make the fire burn, and made sure that it would not be extinguished for a short time before he walked away.
A flat stone was brought in, cleaned with clean water, and carefully placed on the fire.
The marinated strips of meat were brought over and laid out on the slate.
Due to the conditions, there was no iron plate, so he replaced it with a stone slab and burned a stone plate.
Listening to the sizzling sound of the meat strips and smelling the strong aroma of meat, Fengyun found that a large amount of saliva was secreted uncontrollably and quickly in his mouth, almost flowing out of the corners of his mouth.
After turning over the strips of meat with chopsticks made of twigs, he stood up, walked over to the pieces of meat he had brought in, cut off some of the fat with a stone knife, and placed them in the middle of the strips, so that the fat could moisten them and prevent firewood.
Before the storm, he was a foodie, although he was not proficient in cooking, but in a big country of food, he was smoked.
In addition, he has also watched some programs about food, and he still knows how to deal with some food.
I cut off a strip of meat with a stone knife, and I found that the innermost part of it had also turned white, so I couldn't hold it anymore, so I picked up one with chopsticks and sent it to my mouth.
Although the scorching meat made him blow and shout, he still had no intention of stopping.
He had never thought that meat could be so delicious, and that it was just salted.
If he could have the variety of spices from his previous life, he even doubted that he would swallow his tongue.
He analyzed that he would find the meat delicious, of course, because he hadn't eaten meat for several days, but the bigger reason was that the meat he received was of excellent quality.
Fragrant, elastic, tender, smooth, moist...... With a light bite, the juice flowed out, and at the same time, a strong smell of flesh exploded in his mouth, making him feel like his hairs were about to stand on end.
Of all the meat he had eaten in his previous life, none could be compared to it.
What's even more special is that after the meat is eaten in the stomach, a kind of warmth quickly spreads from the stomach and spreads throughout his body.
It's hot, like soaking in hot water on a winter day, it's so comfortable.
The life of the primitive tribe is not so difficult.
The happiness of eating meat for the first time made Fengyun's mind begin to change.
In a short time, he ate three strips of meat, each weighing about half a pound, but he was still unsatisfied and was ready to eat another, but when he looked at the slate, he was dumbfounded.
Hell yes.
He remembered that he had cut a total of five strips of meat.
He ate three, and there should be two more.
Now the slate was clean, and even the fat scraps that had been drained of the oil were gone.
Fengyun stood up, looked around, and immediately spotted the thief.
The thief was a small child, not yet ten years old, very thin.
When he saw her, she was hiding behind the big stone he had made a table by the fire, curled up, and she looked smaller, like a cat, but her mouth was not idle, and she was munching on strips of meat.
When he found her, she also saw him, but she didn't run away immediately, but hid the meat strip behind her back as soon as possible, as if she was afraid that he would snatch it back.
Fengyun looked at her carefully.
Her hair was messy, but her big eyes were black and shiny, and she was very beautiful.
She didn't hide from his gaze and looked him straight in the eye.
He didn't see a trace of timidity in her eyes, on the contrary, he clearly felt the fierceness in them, like a little leopard ready to fight.
Perhaps only primitive people who face the test of life and death at any time will have this unique temperament.
In primitive societies, it was not easy to live.
The anger in his heart began to slowly subside
When she stepped back and turned to run away, he did nothing.