At that time, there were some dangerous creatures in the Great Lake. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info But the high temperature caused by the sudden natural disaster killed most of the creatures in the lake.

And those who survived the lake fled to other places because the water was no longer suitable for them.

And for so many years, the old man and they did not find any large aquatic creatures in the lake, so under the protection of the raft, Wang Hao and their trip to the island was relatively smooth.

Along the way, Wang Hao asked the old man more than once about the secret of the hairball, but the old man was tight-lipped and never revealed the slightest tone to Wang Hao.

The old man didn't want to say it, and Wang Hao couldn't force him to say it, so he had no choice but to give up temporarily.

As the saying goes, looking at the mountain runs a dead horse.

The same is true of Wangjima. It didn't seem to be far away, but by the time Wang Hao and the others rowed to the island, it was already getting late.

Moreover, from a distance, the small island in the lake did not seem to be very big, but after boarding the island, Wang Hao and the others found that the area of this island in the lake was simply amazingly large, and they could not see the whole picture at a glance. No wonder the old man was able to live on the island in the first place.

For some reason, there are no big trees on the island, just low weeds. The terrain is undulating, rocky in some places and sandy in others.

"Oh! Oh, my God! Divine Fruit! Sure enough, there is a divine fruit! The legend is true! Hahahaha! When Wang Hao climbed a rock to look at the environment of the island, the old man's exclamation came over.

Wang Hao followed the old man's exclamations, he wanted to see what it was that could make the old man so surprised.

After getting closer, Wang Hao fixed his eyes and was stunned.

That thing, even if you don't need to be systematically identified, you can recognize what it is.

I have eaten it since I was a child, not only by myself, but every year when this thing matures, the pigs fed in the house also eat it, and the ducks also eat it.

In my small village, I was called rough food, but when I got to the big city, I found that it had become a kind of food.

Wang Hao felt that he had seen it wrong, and rubbed his eyes with his hands, but the black armor rubbed his eyes painfully.

Then he looked at it again, and I wiped it! That's right, that's it.

It's called sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes in my hometown, and it's called artichoke in big cities.

For a while, Wang Hao once rode a giant clawed dragon and walked around the plains in front of the village.

In addition to the giant clawed dragon, the main reason is that Wang Hao wants to find something that can be grown as the main food.

It's a pity that Wang Hao's hard work in searching for it always brings disappointment again and again.

It wasn't until the exchange day that wheat was found outside the ancient city wall, which allowed Wang Hao to get his wish and find a stable and high-yield crop. It also gave the tribe a possibility to leave hunting and turn to farming.

And today, in a completely unexpected situation, Wang Hao actually got an unexpected joy, that is, he actually found sweet potatoes on a lonely island. This situation made him ecstatic.

Not long after the old man landed on the island, he found sweet potatoes, which means that there are not many sweet potatoes.

Wang Hao lowered his head to search, and after a while, he found several sweet potatoes.

The roots were cut out along the vine, and they all harvested as little as one or two, and as many as three or four sweet potatoes.

Looking at this familiar species and smelling the familiar smell, Wang Hao excitedly wanted to look up to the sky and roar.

This time through the Black Forest, it's worth it! It's just worth it. It's as if you spent $2 on a lottery ticket and it was worth it to win the jackpot.

This sweet potato, if it is placed in someone else's hands, may only become a meal, and some people will not even dare to eat this kind of thing that has never been seen before.

But if it is brought back to Wang Hao, sweet potatoes will become an important source of food for the entire Great Wilderness and the future.

Although these sweet potatoes have not been fed for a long time, they are a little wild, and the yield is several times worse than that of the original planting. But Wang Hao believes that this is definitely the reason for the lack of grafting, as long as artificial planting is resumed, plus enough fertilizer, the yield of sweet potatoes will surprise the entire wilderness.

"Patriarch Hao, when you come to our ancestral land today, I will invite you to eat a divine fruit that you have never tasted! Hahahaha. The old man came over with a few people and said with a dozen or so sweet potatoes.

However, when he saw the few sweet potatoes that Wang Hao had just dug out in his hand, he was stunned: "You, how do you know how to dig the divine fruit?" ”

Wang Hao smiled slightly, and did not answer his question, the entire island, there are wild sweet potatoes growing everywhere, and there is nothing to eat, which just saves everyone the trouble of looking for food.

Look at the old man and a few of his people, as they shove the dirt on the potatoes into their mouths. Wang Hao smiled and said, "You are wrong, today I invited you to eat a divine fruit that you have never eaten!" ”

The old man and his tribe have been away from the island for too long, and the word-of-mouth monuments, the seal of the demon cave and the endless divine fruit make him yearn for it very much.

But because he had been away for too long, although he knew the appearance of sweet potatoes from the descriptions of his predecessors, he did not know how to cook them.

Although sweet potatoes have a unique flavor when eaten raw, they have a sweeter taste when roasted.

The tribesmen soon found a small drinking pool nearby.

The two of them carried a bunch of sweet potatoes to the edge of the waterhole to clean the mud on its surface, while Wang Hu took a few people to make a fire.

The old man lives in the forest, so naturally they can't use the fire source, and if it causes a fire, then they have nowhere to escape. So when they saw Wang Hu and them making fire, they all felt extremely surprised.

The washed sweet potatoes were quickly brought back. Wang Hao: They found a sheltered and flat place.

It was the first time for everyone to set foot on Demon Suppression Island, and now that it was dark, no one knew what danger would be on the island, so naturally they would not search in the dark.

Except for the sentry, the rest of the people gathered around the fire.

Wang Hao grew up in the countryside when he was a child, and at the same time, he also grew up eating sweet potatoes.

One hundred and eight ways to make sweet potatoes, there is nothing he doesn't know.

The sweet potatoes were buried in the fire, and Wang Hao took care of the bonfire himself.

Looking at the raging fire, the old man looked suspicious. Wouldn't this be a burning fruit for the gods?

And Maoqiu and Wang Hu looked at the fire with excitement, after them, Wang Hao must be going to make them delicious food again.

After the old man and his people muttered a few times, they finally couldn't control their gluttony, and held the raw sweet potatoes and gnawed on them.

Wang Hao didn't say much, sweet potatoes have a unique flavor whether they are eaten raw or cooked, and he decided to respect the old man's choice.

And Wang Hu and the others thought that Wang Hao would definitely be able to make something more delicious, so although they were all hungry, no one went to eat raw sweet potatoes.

There were only hairballs, looking at the old man who was eating sweetly, with a greedy face, and kept swallowing saliva.

The old man saw the hairball's desire and handed a piece of raw sweet potato to the hairball.

Maoqiu looked at the raw sweet potatoes that were within reach, and then looked at the fire that Wang Hao was baking, and simply 'babble' twice, and then got into Wang Hao's arms, covering his eyes with his little paws.

The wait is always long, especially for the food, which makes people feel like a year.

However, when the rich aroma of roasted sweet potatoes came out with the cracked skin, everyone felt that the wait was painful, but definitely worth it.

As we all know, the most perfect place for roasted sweet potatoes is the aroma of fragrant herbs, which can be smelled even across the street.

Wang Hu and the others poked their heads over one after another, waiting anxiously, why is this sweet potato not ripe yet.

The hairball anxiously eats the claws, eager to eat the roasted sweet potato immediately.

On the other hand, the old man, who was already having difficulty bending over to eat, and several of his clansmen also crawled over. They feel that if they stuff it themselves, they can still free up a little space in their stomachs.

Finally, when everyone was looking forward to it, Wang Hao pulled out more than a dozen black 'carbon balls' from the fire with wooden sticks.

Wang Hu and the others looked at these carbon balls in surprise, with a confused face, Wang Hao's usual food is not like this, can this thing be eaten?

And the old man They also sighed and waved their hands, although it smelled strange just now, but now it seems that Wang Hao must have burned his head, and he has burned it into a pile of charcoal, how can he eat it.

Only Maoqiu, looking at Wang Hao excitedly, waited to start.

Wang Hao didn't explain, and picked up a black carbon ball, which turned out to be hot.

I found a few blades of grass and wrapped them up, and it was finally not hot.

Pinching the burnt sweet potato skin outside, Wang Hao tore it lightly, and tore open a layer of black scorch on the outside.

The sweet potato flesh, which was golden and steaming, shimmering like gold in the firelight, was revealed.

With the steaming heat, a fragrance that was ten times stronger than just before emanated.

Wang Hu's eyes widened.

The old man turned around and froze.

The hairball drooled and eagerly wanted to try.

Even the sentry clansmen swallowed a mouthful of saliva under the black armor. (To be continued.) )