It's not that eating raw food is necessarily bad, but in terms of eating health, humans should eat cooked food, even if there is a five-ripe one.

"Prabhu, I'll tell you, you come and chop the meat."

Su Yang immediately asked Pabu to cut off the four legs of the wild boar, plus cut out the ribs, and a little pork belly also came, and the rest of the meat was chopped into pieces.

He made a simple balance with a wooden stick, and hung small bamboo baskets on the left and right, and in the left basket was a stone weighing about a pound, and used this to weigh it, as long as the weight was greater than the left side.

Everyone put the clay pot in their hands and waited with their eyes open, and the children were already swallowing.

I saw Su Yang grab a piece of meat and put it in the basket on the right side of the scale, but it didn't warp, it was not as heavy as the stone on the left, he grabbed some fruit tubers and put it in, and it was done, the right side overwhelmed the left side, and then poured the contents of the basket into a clay pot.

"Next, hurry up."

He uses this method, which is relatively fair, and regardless of quality, at least in terms of weight, everyone is about the same.

The primitive people didn't understand the principle of the scale, but they could gradually see the benefits of doing so, and they became more convinced of Su Yang.

The pieces of meat were divided, and the meat of the elders was also sent, and the fattest piece of the pig's belly was chosen, that is, the piece with Mi Mi, which was inferior meat in modern times, but now it is fat as beauty, and there is no market for those who are too thin.

"Click!" The pig's head was cut in half, and it is not known when it began, and although the head of the game was also used for sacrifice, it was occasionally eaten occasionally, mainly when it was outside.

The walnut meat and brain flower in the pig's head were deducted and put into the savage's clay pot, which is a good thing, and the form complements the form.

He shaved out the pig keel, that is, the vertebrae, which is half cheaper than the ribs, but in fact, the meat on it is about the same, and the stewed soup will be thicker than the ribs, which is also a good thing.

"You can use charcoal to pluck out pig hair." This is a small trick, pinch the pig hair and charcoal at the same time with your hands, and you can tear the hair off. Most of the hair has been ripped off before, so it doesn't matter if you omit the charcoal hair removal step.

The meat of a pig is not finished, and the internal organs are also temporarily hung first, such as pork liver can also be smoked into waxed products after cooking.

When the pig's trotters are cut off, the front hooves will have more meat than the hind hooves and will taste better. In addition, two elbows were rotated down, that is, the part of the pork leg meat on the top of the pig's trotters, which was relatively fatty and could not be resisted when stewed.

The two relatively largest pottery quilts were set up on the stove, and Su Yang put pork ribs, keel, and pork leg meat into them in turn, thought about it, and put the walnut meat in it, so that the wild man could eat it with him.

The rest of the pig's trotters are troublesome to dispose of, the pig's hair is not clean, and if it is put into a clay pot, it will spoil a good pot of soup.

People are all suffocated, and the butcher Zhang died and didn't eat hairy pigs, which seems to be a wrong metaphor. In order not to eat hairy pig's trotters, he finally thought of a way to remove his hair, which can be done with resin.

In order to make arrows, I used resin to stick to the feathers, so I collected some more resin, and now it comes in handy, the viscosity of the resin is very strong, and it will melt when it is boiled in a clay pot, and then put the pig's trotters in it and wrap it in a layer of resin, and after it cools, you can tear off the bark and the pig's hair, and immediately turn into a smooth white pig's trotters.

If you think of it, you can do it, and you will succeed at one time, Su Yang admires himself a little, the clay pot with resin is kept, it can be used repeatedly, and there are six pigs' hooves waiting for it.

The pig's trotters were cut into four pieces and put into a clay pot, but because there was too much food to cook, two pottery were divided again to cook.

Take advantage of this to grill some pork ribs to eat first, and only when you are full in winter can you have a warm sleep. When people are hungry, their bodies will feel colder and colder, and once they are full, they will suddenly feel resurrected with full blood, and when they are full and warm, they should do something shameful about creating people.

The other four savages had also arrived, sitting next to Su Yang with Xiao Xia, while some of the rest of the clansmen had already picked up clay pots and returned to the cave where they lived, mostly as family units. There are also those who go to the elders, and they can mix up the surplus food.

Of course, more people stay in this cave to cook and eat, and the crowd is lively and warm, and the smell of meat is full of snorts, which makes people forget to leave.

And Su Yang's mother and father are also there, and Pabhu and Chun and others are together, everyone occupies a position, and they are happy.

Soon, the ribs can be eaten, no need to roast until fully cooked, each rib is more than ten centimeters long, and what you want is the feeling of munching on the meat.

"Xiao Xia, eat quickly. Merchant girl, you eat too. He divided the ribs and ate them himself, and the wild boar meat was eaten by fire, and as for the taste, his taste had adapted to the smell of the beast, so enjoy it!

Several savages gnawed very ferociously, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they devoured it, gnawing the bones cleanly, and even the white brittle bones that were still very hard were also bitten and swallowed, with strong digestion.

Just sprinkled with some salt, the taste of the meat was sublimated, and everyone had a good time.

It was already dark outside, and more people went back to sleep, and there were snowflakes floating outside, like snow, and I was like snow!

The four clay pots were already boiling over low heat, and the radish prepared by Su Yang had not yet been cooked, but it was almost ready. The ingredients in the clay pot, whether it is the backbone, pork ribs, thigh meat, or pig's trotters, need to be stewed enough to taste good, so he really didn't rush.

The people who knew also stayed, such as the warriors who had opened a small stove outside before, the children who played often, Bibo, Yezi, and pregnant women, all waiting with their eyes open, hoping to mix the soup and drink.

"Alright, it should be about the same." Su Yang is also hungry, that bit of ribs is useless, recently his height has finally loosened, compared to a few months ago, at least seven or eight centimeters taller, and his weight is bullish all day long, if he accidentally eats it and becomes fat, it will become a spectacle.

A few radishes were carefully cut into granules, so few that they could only be used as garnishes in the soup to enhance the flavor.

Seeing that there were a little more people left, he simply added some water to the three clay pots, the soup was still very thick, and at this time the soup was boiled as soon as possible, and when he was adding firewood, he suddenly thought that he had been dealing with bamboo all day long, how could he have never seen such a ferocious cute thing as a panda, not only had he never seen it, but he had never heard of it.

But now there should be pandas, if there is a chance, he wants to raise two pandas, pet one, beat one, the primitive period can be so capricious.

The water in the clay pot boiled again, the fragrance of radish wafted out, and everyone sniffled, all of them belonged to the feeling of not being full, and they could eat as much food as they could.

"Alright." When he sprinkles salt on the clay pot, the fire can be stopped.

"Yezi, you come here and divide this pot." Su Yang beckoned and asked the remaining clansmen to share a clay pot. Immediately, this person happily ran over around the clay pot, first scooped out the soup, took turns to drink it, and his face was intoxicated, and his exaggerated acting skills reappeared.

Then he asked Pabhu and other warriors to divide a clay pot, and everyone tacitly agreed that they would not forget their brothers.

Then he scooped out half a clay pot of soup and meat, and asked Ma Mu and them to send it to the elders.

Even if he took care of everything, he didn't eat alone, and he couldn't eat so much, anyway, all the supplies of the tribe were counted by him, and the leakage of his fingers could make him full, and he had to prevent him from becoming fat in winter.

"Summer, you eat too." He put half a pot of food in front of the wildlings. He patiently taught them to scoop out the meat with a spoon, and they had to blow it before they could eat it, it was too hot.

But he found that it was all in vain, and a wild man grabbed a piece of backbone meat like lightning and sent it to his mouth, but because it was too hot, he spit it out, and who knew that another wild man picked it up and gnawed it, mixed with grass ashes and swallowed it into his stomach, so cruel that he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

The last pottery, only half of the pottery soup, no water was added halfway, the soup is very thick, and it is also the most ingredient pot, even the salt is put a little more, in terms of eating, you can't treat yourself badly.

He scooped out a large piece of pig's trotters, which was almost stewed, and the smell was unbearable, but looking at the merchant girl and Xiao Xia, he suddenly became difficult, who should he give it to first.

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