Chapter Seventy-Three: The Basket

The bitter Ye Feng only had the cheekiness to ask everyone for a piece or two of meat, so that he could fill his stomach.

The night was silent, and the night passed quickly. People hurriedly ate breakfast and threw themselves into labor.

The vegetation here obscures the view, making the search for these scattered ores undoubtedly hard and tedious. But the working people always have their own way of entertainment, these primitive people regard the work of finding ore as a game of treasure hunting, as soon as they find the ore, they compare the size with other people, saying how capable they are, and the defeated people are good-tempered and silent, and the short-tempered ones immediately angrily go back, making the boring and depressing working atmosphere extremely harmonious.

At this time, Ye Feng became a melon-eating crowd, and while sorting out the map, he smiled and watched the play of these primitive people. According to his words, he is not lazy, he is looking for a better and convenient route back to the tribe.

Well, this thing is here to be lazy.

The careful Chu Yun found a problem, walked up to Ye Feng and said, "Ye Feng, how can these ores be transported back, they can't be carried around in animal skins, right?" ”

Ye Feng was stunned, yes! You can't use animal skins, can you? Less than halfway through crushing is considered good. He thought for a moment and said, "You girls are ingenious, and you will always make up some gadgets such as flower blue and villains, so will you make up a basket to carry out?" ”

Chu Yun thought for a while and said, "I know a little, once the school organized to go to the countryside for life practice, and I learned a little." But too much time has passed, and I can't remember it clearly, so I can only make it up briefly. ”

Ye Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "That's great!" You didn't talk much about it before, so we didn't have to be so tired to carry things if we made it up earlier? ”

Ye Feng's words were said by Chu Yun: "You didn't ask earlier." He was speechless.

It is difficult to say that it is difficult to make a basket, it is easy to say that it is simple, and the difficulty is that you don't know the specific weaving method before you know it, and it becomes extremely simple after understanding the specific changes. His materials are not very demanding, and vines and bamboo strips are acceptable. Luckily, there is a small patch of bamboo grove mixed with trees growing around.

But also without eggs, before there are no metal tools, the rough stone tools can not remove the strips from the bamboo, can only use the stone axe to cut a few bamboos as the skeleton of the back basket, luckily, when cutting the bamboo also dug up a few spring shoots, so I decided to stew the dried meat and stew spring bamboo shoots at noon, I think it tastes good.

Next, I found a few bundles of sturdy vines, removed the outer skin, and was supposed to let it dry a little, but time was in a hurry, so I had to use this fresh one.

Ye Feng helped Chu Yun cut the bamboo with a stone knife, and then cut it into the required width of the bamboo piece, just waiting for her to do it.

Chu Yun's hands as white as jade shuttled back and forth between bamboo pieces and thin vines, and her movements seemed rather stiff, which also showed that her memory of this basket was relatively light. But come to think of it, who would remember this kind of thing all day long, except for being a craftsman who does this business.

I don't know how long it was, Ye Feng also looked rather boring, remembering that his map had not been sorted out yet, so he withdrew his gaze and turned to his map, chatting with Chu Yun with a match.

"Well, I saw a cliff when I passed by here yesterday, and I had to mark it clearly, otherwise it would be dangerous to pass by here." Ye Feng muttered in his heart, and was about to mark the icon of the cliff there, when suddenly Chu Yun's loud shout startled Ye Feng, who was engrossed, and the charcoal almost drew the wrong place.

"Ye Feng! Look! I'm done! Chu Yun picked up her masterpiece and swayed back and forth in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked at the crooked back basket and didn't know where to start. He took the basket and patted it lightly with his hand. The back basket made a squeaky sound, as if it was about to fall apart at any time, and in this regard, Ye Feng only cast a malicious glance at Chu Yun.

Chu Yun was stared at by this gaze, and said stupidly: "I can only do this, let's use it first, it's no problem to carry a few dozen catties." ”

And now primitive people are complaining and expressing their dissatisfaction.

Liu Junting: "I'm so hungry!" I want to eat, I want to eat! ”

The twin brothers who spoke in unison: "Why hasn't Chu Yun asked us to eat yet." ”

Tree Root: "Don't talk about it, maybe he's making something more delicious, and it may take a long time." ”

Liu Junting: "Tree roots, what is time?" Can you eat it or not? ”

The root of the tree said angrily: "You know the time to eat, Ye Feng said in the tribe's class. ”

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Simple primitive people will not go to work until they are instructed to eat.

Chu Yun was shocked when he heard the noise from the primitive people, looked up at the position of the sun, and blurted out: "It looks like it's two or three o'clock in the afternoon, I forgot to cook!" After speaking, he didn't care about the back basket that was still ravaged in Ye Feng's hands, and ran to cook in a hurry.

When Ye Feng heard Chu Yun's words, he reacted, and instantly felt a strong hunger in his stomach spreading from his stomach to his whole body.

Ye Feng held his stomach while painfully saying in the direction where Chu Yun was going: "Chu Yun, you failed the logistics minister, if you don't add two more pieces of meat to me, I will be inseparable from you!" ”

Chu Yun was so anxious that he didn't look back, and made an OK gesture to Ye Feng.

As time went by, the primitive people were also hungry to rebel in simplicity, and just before they were about to strike, a pot of fragrant jerky stewed spring bamboo shoots disappeared into invisibility, and Ye Feng also got two pieces of meat as he wished-small diced meat.

"It's time to find a chance to teach this little girl a lesson!" Ye Feng muttered to himself, and swallowed the two inaudible dices of meat into his stomach.

"Ah, it's delicious! It's even more delicious than the salty barbecue that Ye Feng made at the beginning! Liu Junting didn't care about the feelings of Ye Feng, who was close at hand, and said to himself, and the primitive people around him nodded one after another, expressing their agreement with this statement.

Ye Feng felt that he had suffered a critical attack of 10,000 points, and seeing that Chu Yun had a great tendency to be a mother in front of everyone in the tribe, he thought in his heart: "No, my brother's field must be taken back." ”

So Ye Feng got up, took a sip and drank the last mouthful of soup in the bowl, wiped the grease stains from the corners of his mouth, coughed lightly, and said loudly: "I am very happy that everyone has found so many ores this morning, this is because copper ore can not only be made into weapons, but also into copper pots. With the copper pot we have a new way to cook food, and that is stir-frying! The taste, tsk! Far above roast and boil! ”

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he glanced at Chu Yun provocatively. Sample, will you smelt metal? Fight with my brother, hum.

To be continued