Time flies, a trance and a half, and in this era, time passes like a white horse, passing quickly, and it is lost faster than the feeling of later generations.

Because in this day and age, no one cares about the importance of time, even if it is related to their survival.

They don't have a calendar, they don't want the four seasons, anyway, when the weather is hot, they store food like crazy, and no one asks what they want, let alone asks.

When winter comes, it will come, and no one will remember that it comes early or late.

The only one who will remember the days is Wang Yang.

Don't ask him how to remember, the exact day is definitely not right, in the early years, by judging the spring, summer and autumn equinoxes, determine the approximate time, and then start counting, one, two, three, four...... Count until you reach three hundred and fifty-six, and count it again.

At first, he would remember a leap month every four years, but then he didn't know how many years had passed, so he simply ignored the leap month, anyway, he had been in the world for decades, and he couldn't live forever, and it couldn't affect him.

In short, it is as simple as it can be.

This year is almost winter again, and this is calculated according to the number of months in advance, after all, it was affected by the ice age, and we had to prepare in advance.

And everyone also has a rough estimate of winter, which was not available before, because the climate was stable at that time, and there was no need and no ability.

Now everyone's brains are much more flexible, and they have a general outline, of course, they still need Wang Yang's reminder, they can't count one, two, three, four, five, six, Wang Yang didn't teach them, so they can't use it for the time being.

At this time, it has been a month since the conflict with another group of people, and Wang Yang found that sometimes he should be really strong. No, after a beating. The group of people was honest, and Qiu didn't commit any crimes.

When he saw Wang Yang and the others, he hurriedly fled. Don't dare to cause the slightest trouble.

Wang Yang was happy to be idle, and he had to prepare to collect tin ore.

In winter, those tin ores should not need to be actively mined, they will change due to the decrease in temperature, and they only need to be collected.

And the way to deal with these is naturally to make more animal skin bags, no matter how small the bags are, as long as they can be used.

I won't say much about these preparations, but I am talking about the approaching end of autumn. The people counted the stored food, and when they counted it, they found that it might be a little worse, and it would be difficult to survive the long winter.

Wang Yang didn't care very much, no matter how he said it, there was still some time to store food, and when winter came, he would go out in the snow every day and work hard. You should be able to get through it.

As I was counting, a burst of fragrance wafted in, the fragrance was extremely strong, but not irritating. The aroma is completely different from that of barbecue.

Wang Yang only sniffed it, and his saliva flowed.

"Broth~ A broth I haven't seen in a long time!"

After galloping two steps, he ran to the campfire. I saw a small pot made of tin on the bonfire, and the soup in the pot was boiling. The whitish meat foam floats lightly above the soup. Underneath the soup, there are several large bones.

The bone aroma has not yet fully boiled out, but there is also some flavor, more of it, the broth flavor of fresh meat.

This pot was made by Wang Yang with the tin he had recently collected, and in order to make the template of this pot, Wang Yang spent a lot of effort and studied it with Zhang San for several days, and then he had a model.

Originally, Wang Yang just wanted to make a pot and boil water, but later found that the template of the pot was too difficult to make, so he retreated and made a small pot.

Later, he found out that the pot was much better than the pot, and it could boil water and cook food.

I have to say, it's good to have metal.

The only drawback is that you can't let the tin pot burn on the fire for too long, otherwise it will burn easily.

He took a wooden plank, scooped a large scoop directly, and couldn't wait to blow two sips and drink it directly.

"Poof~" He was burned, his tongue was a little numb, and he was quite depressed, so he had to blow a few more mouthfuls and drink again.

One bite down, the mouth is full of bone and meat aroma, and then chewing the full meat foam, it is fresh and delicious.

Needless to say, the others saw that Wang Yang cooked meat in such a strange way and ate it so beautifully, they had already drooled all over the ground, scooped it up and drank it one by one, smacking their lips, thinking that it was not bad, and the barbecue meat had its own merits.

The pot of soup was quickly gone, and many people had not yet tasted it, so they had to continue to cook the soup non-stop, boil it for a while, and drink it without waiting for the water to boil.

Wang Yang had to hurry up to stop it, why are you so anxious, the coming day is long, and there will be time to drink in the future.

For this reason, he had to explain to everyone again why he had to wait for the water to boil.

In the next few days, cooking and eating was all the rage, everyone cooked early, stared at the big eyes and waited there to eat, half a pot of soup, half a pot of meat, and a few big bones.

At first, they wanted to throw away the bones and put more meat in them, but Wang Yang resolutely refused, what happened to the bones? Aren't bones nutritious? In the past, it was impossible to eat without eating bones, but now that there is a way, it is natural to squeeze all the nutrients dry.

Wang Yang attaches great importance to the nutrition in all kinds of ingredients, although it cannot achieve the effect of rapid evolution, but it is always good to eat more, the body is the capital of the revolution, the body is gone, and no matter how many good ideas in the brain are farts.

This can be used as an example of how he knocked the three of them down on his stomach, with a body, and he couldn't even use a weapon.

Everyone tasted a freshness, and unanimously asked to make a few more pots, but one pot waited too slowly, and several batches of people were scored.

Wang Yang did not continue to spend time making pots, the pots are made of tin, and when the temperature is low in winter, they become powder, and they are made in vain.

And everyone just wants to be fresh, after all, no matter how delicious the barbecue is, after ten years of eating, it has long been tasteless, and after a while, they are tired of eating the boiled meat, and they will not have so much energy.

Time passed again for a few days, and on this day, a young man from the tribe suddenly ran back to the cave with joy and shouted at the crowd.

He found a lake, which was not too far away, only an hour or two away, and Wang Yang led everyone to rush over to see it immediately.

Sure enough, there is a lake here, no, it shouldn't be a lake, it should be a bigger pool.

The water of the pond is clear and blue, bottomless, and the lake reflects the green shadows and the figures of the people.

Everyone pointed to the other people on the water, and they laughed, look at how ugly you look.

Wang Yang is also very happy, there should be a lot of creatures in the pool, what kind of fish, crabs, messy things, it must taste delicious when boiled.

Smiling, the wind blew and a few particles hit his face.

He touched his face and muttered inexplicably, "Where did the sand come from?" ”

Standing up, he walked forward, and after passing through a few trees, he saw a vast desert in front of him. (To be continued......)