Taro isn't a novelty, at least for Lytton.

But in the eyes of the savages, it was full of novelty, because cooking was a very luxurious thing for them, and it was too environmentally friendly to roast and eat compared to the fine clay pots.

So much so that in the Manniu tribe, few people have ever eaten boiled food.

In the beginning, everyone's recognition of taro as food was very low, and most of the tribesmen tried to eat some raw taro when they were digging, and the result was very uncomfortable. The slimy juice makes people sick to their stomachs, their throat itches when they eat it, and their tongue is a little numb. There's no reason not to wonder what taro tastes like?

The taste of raw taro is really flattering. The slippery mucus can make people uncomfortable for a while, and even if there are no toxins, it's not part of the savage's recipe. I didn't expect that taro boiled in boiling water could exude such a fragrance, which is incredible. It seems that after cooking, a lot of unpalatable food has good use value. Naturally, this idea is only thought of by a few people in the tribe, and when this idea is thought of, the tribe will increase a large number of food sources. Will the Wild Bull tribe still worry about hunger and cold this winter because of the lack of food?

Even the eyes of the witch manager looking at Litton have changed, could it be that Litton is really the son of divine grace?

On the contrary, it was Lyton, smelling the heat in the air and the fragrance in the heat, and his expression was very satisfied.

A familiar taste!

It's been a long time.

The only fly in the ointment is that he seems to have cooked the wrong taro method. The small taro is of course simple, but the taro he collected is not small. The time it takes to cook such a large taro in water increases exponentially. But Lytton will not stupidly admit that he was wrong, and it is better not to say such a bad thing.

Besides, it doesn't hurt to cook a little longer. Barbarians are generally impatient, and they can even be called irritable, and it is also a good way to boil the temperament of these guys in this way. Lytton found a perfect reason for himself, and his mood suddenly became as comfortable as the sea and the sky.

At least there should be enough time for the chicken to mature, and it is wrapped in a thick layer of mud, even in the middle of the fire, it takes time to mature. Luckily enough to explode, he was blinded by a dead mouse, and the crooked fight added a very important food to the tribe's recipe. Even if he can't recognize the taro variety, as long as the final taste is acceptable, it can mostly solve the problem of the tribe's lack of food in winter.

I don't dare to say anything else, taro is still one of the foods that can be stored very hard.

"Are you alright?"

Shortly after the discovery of taro, Lytton suddenly found himself in the tribe with an increased status. Especially after the tantalizing fragrance rising from the clay pot, he could even feel that his prestige had reached its peak among the tribe. At least after he crossed over.

Litton frowned and said, "Wait! ”

Grunt, and his stomach barked. There is no way, the tribe's breakfast and lunch are combined, just eat one meal, and now I am already hungry, especially when a lot of food is fruit, and I am even more hungry. In the later generations, all the children who are the demon kings of the mixed world are unexpectedly well-behaved, they are at the bottom of the tribe's food distribution, unless the identity of the adults is enough to shelter them from the wind and rain. I could only look at the clay pot that made a clattering sound from behind the adults with expectant eyes. His eyes were full of longing.

In fact, even Lytton can only be regarded as a child.

According to the witch manager's calculation of his age, he was only fifteen years old.

But he had to take on the heavy responsibility of a leader, which really made him breathless. Fortunately, everything is slowly changing, and what changes all this is his vision beyond this era.

In later generations, even many poisonous creatures are delicacies on the human table, as long as they are handled properly, the Chinese people dare to pat their chests and say arrogantly: "What can't be eaten?" ”

When the rumbling of hungry stomachs was about to drown out the grunts in the crockpot, Litton finally nodded, "It should be fine." ”

As a chief, he has the power to distribute food. In the past, Lytton did not exercise such power, and there was too little food to divide it around. Second, fruit is a silly urine that can make the stomach empty food staple food, although there are many such foods, tribesmen can eat them openly, but if they eat too much, their stomachs will be uncomfortable. It doesn't provide much calorie either. Before the discovery of such magical fruits as bananas and the fruits called by the staple food, the food source of the Wild Bull tribe was still very scarce. Besides, fruit preservation is not easy, and the tribe will not collect more fruits just for the last day or two.

As for meat, it depends on whether God helps or not, and there are many times when the hunting team returns empty-handed, and there is no hope at all.

But taro is different, the silt on the edge of the river bend is everywhere, I dare not say that taro can be used as a staple food, at least a few months of food supply is enough. If the fishing goes well, the Manniu tribe will completely bid farewell to the dilemma of food shortage, and leap from the poor population to the subsistence population.

"Little kids, three younger ones each."

"The woman and the old man are also three of each."

"Five fighters each."

"The mother can receive her child's share."

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In fact, many children are still very young, let alone still in swaddling clothes, many of them are skinny and have big eyes, but in this way, they look even more crazy. Giving breastfeeding women more food can at least make young children less hungry.

As for the warriors, whether five is enough to eat or not is not in Lyton's consideration. In his opinion, he can't finish eating three by himself. I don't know what kind of taro this kind is, all of them are almost more than a catty, and the one he dug up at the beginning can only be regarded as small, and it also looks like more than half a catty. Eating five catties for a meal is simply a rice bucket in Lydton's opinion, and the Manniu tribe really can't afford to raise such a rice bucket.

A large pile of steaming taro was scooped up from the water, and then the other party was on a clean stone on the edge of the cave, and Lytton and Steward Wu began to distribute food.

Even people like Lei Ju, who like to eat more and occupy more, have a divine aura on their faces when they distribute food. There was no food for women and the elderly.

"Oh Huo, hot ......" This is an anxious guy, who sounds like Lei Ju's brother, called Lei Hu.

"Boom, boom, boom......" This movement, Li Don didn't even need to look back to know that it was the tragic situation of Lei Ju hitting the chest with his fist. It must have been burned.

Lytton instructed like an afterthought: "Use a bone knife to cut the food, let it dry for a while, and it won't be hot." ”

Cooking is like this, especially the kind of big one, even if the appearance is not too hot, but a bite can still make people burn a mouthful of bubbles.

On the contrary, Litton is very experienced, although he is hungry, but he knows that he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and the feeling of taking a mouthful of boiling water is like dying.

If you want to avoid this kind of thing, you need to learn a painful lesson. If you don't guess, you can know that the next day there were quite a few tribesmen who could not speak well. He used a stick to pluck the two balls of mud that had been burned and dried up, wrapped them in taro leaves, and brought them to the place where he and Wu were eating.

Li Zao has also been waiting, this guy's physique has shocked Li Dun and Chief Wu, and his status has risen gradually, and there is already a faint shadow of the third in command of the tribe.

Of course, it was also Li Dun's deliberateness, otherwise Li Zao would not have been able to sit opposite Mr. Wu to eat in his life.

"Go and call the woman who has a child to raise." Li Zao responded and left.

Then came six or seven unkempt women, with frightened expressions, and a few of them even had taro-white starch on the corners of their mouths, and looked at Lyton with frightened eyes. Of course, there are also those who are not afraid to scratch their heads and gesture to Flatter Lyton. According to the custom of the tribe, the great chief summoned the women of the tribe, and the fool knew what was going to happen. The woman who is pampered will face the tragic scene of separation from mother and child, which is also the reason why women are frightened.

A group of warriors, led by Lei Ju, were stunned not far away, and then let out a meaningful laugh, accompanied by "If the little leader grows up." "Let Leeton be angry and want to kill.

As far as the women of the tribe are concerned, one counts as one...... Lytton was even worried that if he looked at it a few more times, he would have doubts about life and have no interest in women from now on.

Of course, it may also be the reason why it has not been whitewashed...... In short, it was complicated, and Lytton didn't want to delve into it.

He called the women who raised the children because he was deeply aware of the importance of the children to the tribe and was to nourish them.

With a quick decision, he knocked open the dry mud ball, wrapped it and exploded with the heat of a whole chicken, and instantly filled all corners of the cave.

The chicken mixed with spices is like a lightning bolt striking everyone's soul, leaving a deep trace. When you uncover the large leaves of the taro that are roasted softly, the golden skin of the chicken exudes an amber-like luster, and it makes you salivate at the sight.

Let's do it—

Someone was unstable in his hand and accidentally dropped the taro on the ground, and it was regarded as a supreme delicious taro just now, and it was overshadowed all of a sudden.

Lytton was bad enough to start a long-planned rule: "The population of the Bull tribe has not been able to grow, and the most important reason is that our children do not have enough food, and the young mothers lack the milk to raise their children, which has kept the tribe on the verge of destruction. And today the chief of the tribe announced the first rule of the tribe: the best food of the Wild Ox tribe in the future will be provided to young mothers and young children. The best food for the day is called the chicken, thanks to the contribution of the hunting team, and of course, you are also contributing to the future of your children and your tribe. Only mothers and children are the future of the tribe. ”

Lei Ju had already rushed up, and his body, which was about to get a piece of the pie, suddenly froze.

Snatch the food of the woman and the child......

As the first warrior of the tribe, it is a little difficult!

In particular, some of these women have had a good time with him, and among the young children may also be his sons. Of course, he didn't know that it was his own son, robbing these women and children, and he still had the face to live?

But that one is called Hua Chicken, and he wants to eat it too!

It's so tangled, what should I do?