"Well, then it's still a fox. Yes, yes, it looks like we can have a fox fur scarf in winter, it must be warm, hehe. ”

"Look at you, there will definitely be more furs in the future, such as bear skins, tiger skins, etc., do you still care about that? Let's go, get it down and go back to sleep. ”

Luo Fatzi helped bend Qingzhu, let Xu Qiang untie the rope sleeve, and rearranged the trap, hoping to catch a prey again.

Just as the two dragged their prey back to the camp to get ready for sleep, animal cries rang out on the northern hillside, whoa, whoa, like the cries of cats in heat when they fight each other, tragic and creepy; It's like the screams and whimpering of a wounded animal before it dies. This, coupled with the distant owl-like cry and the intermittent roar of scrambling for prey, filled the night with unrest.

But as everyone knows, this is the norm in this ancient world, full of cruelty and tyranny, everything is so bloody and ruthless. Being able to adapt to the rules of this world very early will be the guarantee for the survival of the two of them, but judging from the decisiveness and ruthlessness of Luo Fatzi's killing of his prey just now, he is already walking in this direction and transforming.

No accumulation of steps, no thousands of miles. A small step taken by the two of them on the edge of survival will be a big step in the long river of history. No matter how great the achievements are, they are slowly accumulated little by little.

The two men who got into the sleeping bag soon fell asleep, and the sound of insects in their ears sounded again, singing a song that belonged to this wild world.

In the early morning, Xu Qiang and the others woke up again to the sound of birds singing all over the mountains and forests, and then indulged in the quiet environment set off by the birdsong, breathing with this mountain forest. This mountain, this forest, and this water seem to come to life, and their pulses and Xu Qiang's heartbeats resounded together in this heaven and earth, gradually resonating and merging into one.

The sound of the murmuring of water by the stream interrupted the quiet atmosphere and suggested that it was time for them to get up and wash. Unable to continue to nest under the covers, the two hurriedly got up and dressed. Outside the tent, the two of them first did a set of radio gymnastics, and after gradually moving their bodies, they threw a piece of wood into the campfire that was about to be extinguished to ignite its enthusiasm, and then the two picked up the hanging pot and took the toothbrush and walked to the creek for a simple cleanup.

The water is still clear and cold, and a group of small silvery-white fish swim around, about fifteen centimeters long, slender and fusiform, swimming quickly in the stream. Seeing the reflection of the two in the water, they were not afraid, and they came and went, as if the elves in the water were dancing.

Luo Fatzi, who had just finished brushing his teeth, saw this group of small fish, and immediately felt that saliva was flooding in his mouth. But he didn't want to think about it, if he ran out of rice, would he be able to eat such delicious rice again? It is estimated that we can only see if God can let them meet the grains discovered by the ancient ancestors, if the ancestors have not discovered the grains, it is estimated that they will be more likely to discover them in advance. However, at this moment, Luo Fatzi didn't care about this, he just wanted to catch some fish to improve the taste. The fat man looked at them without blinking, and touched Xu Qiang, who was also squatting next to him, with his elbow and said:

"Brother Qiang, do you know what kind of fish this is, we haven't seen it in the past few days, maybe it swam up from downstream. Brother Qiang, do you want to eat fish? I'm going to make another fish cage tonight, and I'll be able to catch some of these fish and eat them. Luo Fatzi wiped the corners of his mouth and withdrew a trace of shiny saliva into his mouth.

Xu Qiang glanced at the group of fish and said to the fat man:

"Well, it's a silver thread fish with a slender body and a silver thread in the middle of the body. We will try to finish cutting down the trees this morning, and then we will hurry back in the afternoon to get our camp officially completed by noon tomorrow. So if it's too late, just wait, anyway, there is still meat in stock, and you can come to fish whenever you want, and it's never too late to finish the important things first. ”

"Well, well, how about just looking at them and trying to taste what they taste. Haha, Brother Qiang, let's go back, I'll go roast wolf meat and taste the taste of wolf meat, I really haven't eaten it before. ”

"You go back to cooking first, I'll pick some leaves here and go back and fix the outside of the bacon rack."

The fat man went back to cook with a hanging pot and didn't mention it, but Xu Qiang turned his gaze to the big-leaf plant in front of him, which was also the big leaf they had been using in the past few days. This plant is called saxifrage and has leaf shapes similar to tiger ears, but it is very different from saxifrage in modern society. What's the difference? The size of the leaves. The blades of the saxifrage in modern society are only ten centimeters square, but the saxifrage in front of you is about one square meter in size.

So why is there such a big difference between the same saxifrage plant? Scientists speculate that this may have something to do with the high oxygen levels in the current world, as evidenced by the huge flora and fauna of prehistoric times.

The saxifrage grew densely and layered along the stream, but fortunately they only grew in one piece, not the whole stream, otherwise they would not have known how to cross the stream.

Xu Qiang took a bamboo spear and slapped it back and forth in this saxifrage grass a few times, and only after making sure that there were no other creatures in it did he step forward to pick the leaves of the saxifrage grass. The leaves are very wide and thick, about two to three millimeters, so they are also quite heavy. Xu Qiang picked two large handfuls of leaves, put one handful in the back basket, and the other held it with both hands, turned around and walked towards the camp. And in the forest farther behind him, a pair of eyes were glued to his back. The crimson tongue sticks out of the mouth, and in the cold mist of the morning, a hot breath rises; It was covered with spots the size of copper coins, and with the shaking of the subcutaneous muscles up and down on the beautiful fur, its strong body drove steadily on a thick branch, and a thick long tail hung down and shook it around, very pleasantly, and soon it jumped off the tree and turned away.

Xu Qiang, who walked to the camp, began to build a fence for the bacon rack by tying the petioles to a bamboo pole from left to right, and then placing one on the beveled edge of the A-shaped shelf, layer by layer, from bottom to top. And Luo Fatzi had already boiled the water at this time, rice porridge was boiling in one pot, and two ancient pigeons caught yesterday were boiling in the other pot, ready to be eaten as snacks when he was hungry at noon.

And now he is grilling the ribs of the dire wolf, and instead of using a high fire, he uses red-hot charcoal, similar to the charcoal used in the night market food stalls to grill lamb kebabs. The sound of roasting meat sounded, and the snorting of the oil dripping on the charcoal fire. Every once in a while, Fat Luo flipped the ribs, pricked a few holes in the meat with a straight knife, and sprinkled a little salt to taste.