"Quick, stupid boy, why are you there? Hurry up and bring the beast's legs. ”

"Bloodletting, eh, eh, you kid is stupid, although the selection has been extracted, but this blood also contains a lot of essence, don't waste it, put it in a stone bucket." ”

"Hurry up, hurry up, you can eat one by one, and you will be sad when you work, hurry up and move. ”

......

The old patriarch's mouth kept on like a cannon, allowing a group of leather monkeys and women in the tribe to quickly divide and cooperate.

Prey after prey was quickly broken down and cut, blood was collected in sorts, and stone barrels were placed one after another.

The largest tortoise-like beast was disemboweled, cooked in a stone tripod, and the rich smell of meat wafted over the entire tribe.

A group of half-grown children were snorting wildly while working in a nutshell.

The whole tribe was in a joyful atmosphere, the old witch doctor surrounded a huge black stone tripod, the flames below were boiling and blazing, he surrounded the stone tripod, like a dancing god, bouncing on the left and on the right, and from time to time put a little herb into the stone tripod.

The stone tripod in front of him did not emit a strong smell of meat, but many adult hunters in the tribe were staring at it, obviously nervous.

Tang Xuanming stood beside the old witch doctor, also looking nervously.

What was tumbling in the stone tripod was not beast meat, but blood oats that had just been harvested.

After a month and a half of training in the Great Wilderness, during which he continuously sent the obtained beast essence blood back to the tribe, and a batch of blood oats had been completely ripe.

Among the tribes, there are a small half acre of blood oats ripe this time, and the next sowing is enough to support the food of the entire tribe, of course, it is quite difficult to make them mature, and a large amount of fierce beast essence blood is required, or a large amount of essence is needed.

Before the tribe mastered the method of condensing the essence of heaven and earth, all the hunters of the tribe needed to go out hunting continuously to be able to truly cultivate the blood oats that supported the survival of the entire tribe.

"How long does it take, and does your cooking work?"

"Don't question me, boy, you didn't know where to play with mud when I was born?"

Don't look at the old witch doctor's old appearance, he speaks with a lot of energy, like thunder.

Back then, he was also a first-class player, and no one in the tribe could beat him.

Even if you are old now, the strength of your muscles and bones is appalling.

Tang Xuanming kept silent rationally and didn't argue with the old witch doctor.

Looking at the continuous tumbling of the blood oats inside the stone ding, there was a faint fragrance of a unique plant.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he didn't know how long he had been eating meat in the wilderness, and although he could occasionally eat some berries, his mouth was still a little faint.

In this primitive and ignorant wilderness, all kinds of materials are quite backward, and all kinds of stir-fry cooking materials in later generations are extinct in this era.

Even if Tang Xuanming came from the Great Foodie Empire, he couldn't create items like chili, garlic, and ginger out of thin air, let alone soybeans that could make soy sauce.

The three worlds hanging above the altar had these items, but Tang Xuanming didn't plan to take them out for the time being, and the conversion rate of items between different worlds was too low.

In addition, every oracle seems to consume a lot of faith power, and it is too wasteful to use only precious faith power to satisfy appetites.

Under the premise that the tribe has not officially entered the well-off and everyone has sufficient food, Tang Xuanming does not plan to change this situation.

"I haven't tried an elixir in my life, and I never thought I'd have the opportunity to taste it when I'm dying. ”

The old patriarch with a gray beard didn't know when he came to Tang Xuanming's back, he touched his gray beard, and looked at the big ding that the old witch doctor kept debugging with satisfaction.

Because the elixir was extremely precious, the old witch doctor didn't dare to operate too much at one time, and with the water in the stone tripod, the cooked elixir could only be counted as blood oatmeal porridge at most.

Over time, a unique fragrance develops little by little.

This fragrance is not as strong as animal meat, but it is continuous, as if it wants to penetrate people's hearts.

At first, only the adult hunter who knew the preciousness of blood oats kept looking up at this side, but then even the children who were busy playing looked at this side from time to time, and couldn't stop swallowing.

The fragrance of plants seems to have a unique charm that always attracts people's attention at the first time.

Li Li looked at the red oats tumbling in the stone tripod in shock, his eyes were about to pop out, and he said in shock: "Is this an elixir? It is indeed a top tribe." ”

When he first came to the Pi tribe, he saw the simple appearance of the Pi tribe and all kinds of rough styles, and he thought that this was just a small and medium-sized tribe.

At one point, he thought his previous guess was wrong, but after closer inspection, he realized the horror.

In this tribe, even children have a thousand catties of strength, and they can lift the heavy corpses of fierce beasts at will, and the power of qi and blood displayed at will is terrifying.

"Children are so powerful, what kind of adult hunters have reached in this tribe?"

"It's just why does this tribe look so broken?

The doubts in my heart are one after another, but no one is destined to answer them.

Their group of captured hunters were slaves in the tribe, and no one cared what they thought.

Even if their eyes widened and they stared at the tribe in horror, no one cared too much about them.

Many of the hunters returned around noon, but by the time all the prey had been processed, it was already dark, the golden wuxi was falling, and the moon rabbit was hanging high.

Even after a busy day, the people in the tribe did not mean to be tired.

The small tribe was full of laughter, and a group of one-man hunters sat leisurely on the side, eating barbecue meat and talking about interesting things in the wilderness.

The old patriarch, Tang Xuanming, Pihu and others sat on the side, and a bowl of slightly thin oatmeal porridge was placed in front of everyone.

Smelling the rich aroma, Tang Xuanming couldn't help but squint his eyes, blew slightly, and drank it in one sip.

The taste of oatmeal porridge is very different from the animal meat tasted in the past, and the difference between plants and animals is still obvious.

A warmth rose from the abdomen and slowly spread throughout the body.

Tang Xuanming only felt a strong essence gushing out, baptizing his body.

Compared with the ferocity of the beast meat, this essence is more gentle and long, slowly moisturizing the body.