The method of processing fish meat that has a similar effect to salted fish is smoked.

Smoked, cured and cured, as the three most common ways to process meat, in contrast, pickling and smoking are the simplest, and the production of cured meat is too troublesome, especially too many spices and proportional ingredients, for Lyton is simply a technical barrier that cannot be overcome.

There are no metering tools.

There are no weighing tools.

There are no special spices that add flavor and texture......

Well, in the end Lytton had to admit that without meat, everything is false. And the fish is probably ...... It's not very suitable for making cured meat, and Lytton has never heard of anyone using fish to make cured meat. Of course, it could be local eating habits. Getting back to the point, Lytton thought of replacing pickled products with smoked products, so as to create conditions for the preservation of meaty food, but the question is how to smoke?

Dehydration can extend the shelf life of food, and Lytton certainly understands this common sense. Theoretically, smoking fish is similar to drying dried fish, that is, squeezing out the water in the fish meat little by little, and finally achieving the purpose of preserving food. But in practice, there is a world of difference between the two, and if you dry the fish, you can find a nearby stone to dry...... This is simple, but the problem is that there is a high probability of stink. Smoked fish, on the other hand, is found in a damp branch that is lit and smoked, and the meat is salted and hung on top of the smoked fire......

In some places, the smell of smoke is even more special, hanging on the old-fashioned stove, and this stove is still used every day, the kind that leaks smoke everywhere. After hanging the simply marinated meat on the stove, after a month or two, a piece of fresh meat inadvertently begins to change, and finally becomes a black and dry thing. It looks inconspicuous, but after washing it in water, the soot on the surface of the meat is scraped off with a knife and cut into thin slices, which can be paired with almost all vegetables, making it a delicious dish in the world.

Lytton was not a chef in later life, and he was able to think of this, in one sentence: it was forced.

He was amazed at the potential that people could burst out of their predicament. Sometimes, when he was even in a daze in the sun (Chief's welfare, which is Lytton's excuse), when his head was groggy, suddenly something surprised him, such as thinking of junior high school chemistry...... The barbarian god is on top, he has graduated from junior high school for almost ten years! I forgot it a long time ago, and even the school flower in junior high school has forgotten it, and this unexpected flash of inspiration has made him stupidly excited for a few minutes. After that, he fell into endless disappointment again.

This kind of fragment of knowledge memory is useless in the wilderness of an almost primitive society.

After the discovery of a new species of savage - taro.

Successively invented the first fishing artifact of the wilderness - the fish cage.

Lytton is a little fluttering, in later generations, scientists engaged in botanical research, if there is a species named after themselves in this life, this life will be worth it.

As for the inventor, there is a need for a super invention that can subvert the habits of human life.

But he also thinks that the fish cage can completely change the way of hunting in the wilderness, and it can be regarded as subverting the living habits and even eating habits of the wilderness, and fish meat will become a very common food for the wilderness.

"Ya, it turns out that the master can already lie on the merit book and wait for the ignorant fools to worship, and accidentally mixed up like this, which makes him a little proud." Lytton coughed, ready to lecture after the meal. The party leaders say a toast, and speak before the barbaric unhappiness, but after the meal, which is generally used to arrange the work of the next day.

The tribesmen also ate sweet and fat one by one, looking a little lazy. This is the most extravagant meal of the Manniu tribe in recent years, it is all meat, without a little miscellaneous weeds, grass seeds, fruits, etc., either the taste is desperate, or it is not enough food at all.

Governor Wu hiccuped, turned to Lytton and said, "Chief, this is a miracle!" ”

Miracles?

Li Don was stunned for a moment, what was the situation, it was obvious that he had worked hard to find food for the tribe to survive the winter, but when the food was sufficient, he had no credit, and it was all attributed to the gods. This...... It's too shocking, isn't it?

As if someone had suddenly whipped a stick, Lytton's head was dizzy, this is the wilderness, an ignorant, uncivilized wilderness.

Throughout, Lytton didn't think of Savage as a world that technology couldn't change. Even after knowing the bloodline, he insisted on this, and simply understood that this was nothing more than a placebo. To put it mildly, it is a means of being a leader. And this means are despicable.

Litton thinks that it is probably something similar to martial arts cheats that allows learners to break through the limits. As for why the barbarians are so vigorous, on the one hand, it is exaggerated, and on the other hand, it is due to the environment.

"Woo woo ......"

As a wizard, even though the witch chief has left his position as a tribal wizard, the habit of chattering with gods has been retained.

The low voice gave people a deep sense of horror and oppression, and the witch manager fell into a state of complete forgetfulness, as if he had forgotten himself, and began to chant a strange ballad. The lyrics of the ballad were indecipherable by Lytton, but he could only slightly understand a few words that could be pronounced clearly, such as the river god or something.

Poof.

I have to say that the savage people are real, and even crawling to the ground is in the heaviest and most painful way. The abrupt ritual of worshiping the gods made Lytton a little overwhelmed. He was the only one standing at the scene, but the people around him fell to the ground one by one, as if pouring out their gratitude to the earth.

Lytton stood dumbfounded, neither pulling, nor falling to the ground, and just as he was embarrassed, a head appeared on the surface of the river. Don't get me wrong, it's not a girl.

Litton stared at each other stupidly, feeling weird, the creature was like a wild fish, once again subverting his perception of the world. It looks like a lion, but it has horns, the key is that this guy is still swimming in the water, Lytton almost scolded: "You look like this, embarrassed to call yourself an aquatic animal?" Shouldn't you be running on the ground in peace? Lytton even saw the other man's four feet treading across the river.

Strange.

Blame.

It is estimated that this unexpected visitor made the deepest impression on Lyton.

The other party doesn't seem to be afraid of people, of course, Lytton is not afraid of the other party, don't look at the head of a lion, it's full of deterrence. But actually, this guy is very small. It's bigger than a cat, it's about the same as a medium-sized dog, and it looks like a lion and has a hair? Is a cat still similar to a tiger? Being bullied by a dog the same? If it weren't for the ugliness of the sky, a person wouldn't be afraid of such a creature. Lytton even had the confidence to kick the unexpected visitor into the river.

Especially, at first glance, this guy is still a little cute.

Perhaps out of curiosity, Litton took a grilled fish from the edge of the fire pit on the ground, and his appetite was not good today, at least not at the level of the wilderness.

He had just seen a child, who was rolling his eyes and stuffing fish into his mouth. He didn't think he would have such an appetite in his life.

The grilled fish crossed a parabola, pinpointing the unexpected visitor as it was about to hit the other in the head. Suddenly, the air around the other party seemed to freeze, and the air began to distort, and a large mouth large enough to swallow a medium-sized wild boar suddenly appeared in Lyton's sight.

Lytton almost peed.

What's the situation?

In just an instant, all the grilled fish fell into the big mouth, and a fish bone with a fish head and a miserable white light flew towards the crowd of people who were performing rituals in the barbarian tribe.

Lei Ju felt that his eyelids had been beating non-stop for the past two days, and he felt that something was going to happen. Unexpectedly, the fish bones rushed towards Lei Ju without being stunned. He didn't even have time to react, and the sharp fish bones slashed through the corners of his eyes, almost hurting his eyes. Like a lit artillery battle, Lei Ju jumped up, looked around viciously with his eyes and shouted: "That scheming old man who is not afraid of death? ”

As he spoke, Lei Ju's eyes seemed to be staring.

In fact, Lytton was also stared at, and his mind was just one sentence, this world is too unreasonable, so dangerous, and he wants to go back.

How can a cute pet become a hungry ghost in a blink of an eye?

Isn't that scary to play?

What's more, Litton estimated that the unexpected visitor he had just underestimated seemed to be unable to pose any threat to him at all, and it seemed as if he could eat him in one bite!

What's the situation?

Can human beings still develop agriculture and animal husbandry well and run towards a well-off life in the barbaric era?

Lei Ju's roar not only woke up Lyton, but also angered Chief Wu. The...... A little glassy, Lytton slandered the witch manager like this, and it seemed that after coming down from the wizard profession, the whole person became irritable. Where is there still a sense of mystery that Wu is high up, and the calm aura of Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and did not change.

"Lei Ju, don't you think that I am not a witch of the tribe, so I can interrupt the sacred ceremony casually, right, believe it or not, the old man punched you to death, bastard......"

Chief Wu was invincible and thunderous at Lei Ju, but Lei Ju didn't look at him at all, which made him even more angry, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard Lei Ju shouting: "Uncle, it's a wild beast, it's a wild beast!" ”

Manager Wu's anger did not subside, and he looked in the direction of Lei Ju's finger, he thought that Lei Ju was deliberately coaxing him, but when he twisted his neck, he couldn't turn around anymore.

His lips muttered with a sigh: "Desolate beast, it's desolate!" ”

"O gods! You've finally opened your eyes! ”

The mournful shout of the witch manager was like a thunderbolt, the effect was equivalent to that of a shrew in despair, her hands slowly raised, her body swayed slightly like a willow, at an appropriate angle, suddenly as if time had stopped, like a piece of paper floating in the air, after losing the bearing of the wind, it fell down, and then a thunderous shout was as terrible as the scream of a mandrill: "Oh God! Open your eyes! Give it back to people who don't have a way to live! "It scared Lytton out of goosebumps. What the hell is this guy, a wild beast, a wild beast?

Lytton was at a loss...... His eyes were full of dead silence, and he sighed: "If you don't agree with each other, you can change the setting, is this okay?" ”