When Bai Fumei put the stone pot and poured the rice into the pot, she found that it was difficult to find firewood, and after the wrath of the fire god, everything was burned.

"I'm just happy, but I forgot about this stubble, what should I do now? How do you cook without fire? "Chu Nan is a little painful, he is not really the son of the God of Fire, he can't breathe fire.

Bai Fumei stared at a pair of clear big eyes, looked at Chu Nan and said, "Chief, aren't you the son of the Fire God?" You can't conjure fire? ”

Chu Nan glared at Bai Fumei, and scolded with a smile: "You little girl, I am the son of the God of Fire?" Am I still a god? ”

Bai Fumei's little face suddenly turned extremely pale, and she trembled: "Chief, you can't talk nonsense, the gods will blame, and you can't be the son of the gods." ”

Chu Nan pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "The gods are to blame? How to blame? Let me tell you, there are no gods in the world at all, they are all natural phenomena, such as the wrath of the god of fire, in fact...... Forget it, I won't tell you, you see that you are scared, and you can't communicate at all. ”

Looking at Bai Fumei, who was kneeling on the ground in fright, Chu Nan smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, let's not talk about the immortals, let's think about how to live, otherwise, we have to go back." ”

"Then let's go back, there are still a lot of things to deal with in the clan, and if you leave for too long, the elders will blame me." Bai Fumei looked at the surroundings and the sky cautiously, I was afraid that the gods would send down divine punishments, and Chu Nan, who was watching, just wanted to laugh.

"Yes, there is." Chu Nan snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Fumei, you come with me, where is your weapon?" ”

Bai Fumei took out a swarthy stick with an arm-thick and about six feet long from behind him, Chu Nan had inspected Bai Fumei's weapon, but he only knew that it was extremely hard, and he didn't know what material it was made of.

Listening to Bai Fumei, she accidentally found it from the barren forest, and it looked very sturdy and handy, so she used it as a weapon.

Chu Nan once tried to take it, but he couldn't pick it up at all, and it was estimated that there were at least more than a hundred catties, so he casually named it a big iron rod, referred to as an iron rod.

Bai Fumei held it in her hand like a matchstick, tossing and turning between her hands, Chu Nanzhi, who looked at it, frowned, and hid far away, if she hit her feet, she would have to be smashed into a fracture, more than a hundred pounds.

As long as Bai Fumei took it, Chu Nan stayed away from her in case of an accident.

Picked up the iron rod casually, and according to Chu Nan's words, he took the iron rod and worked the ground, and after a while, he found a charred tree root.

"Fumi, you break this root with an iron rod." Chu Nan pointed to the roots of the charred black trees several meters thick.

Bai Fumei nodded, didn't speak, held the iron rod in both hands, and thrust it into the center of the root, poof, the iron rod was only more than a foot exposed, she pulled it hard, and a few clicks came, and the charred roots cracked instantly, and a few pieces of watermelon-sized, half-burnt wood burst out.

Seeing the scattered wood, Bai Fumei smiled and said, "Chief, look, this wood can still be used, you wait a while, I'll get a few more." ”

Bai Fumei grabbed the iron stick with both hands, and ravaged the roots of the tree, and countless wooden blocks of different sizes splashed out.

Chu Nan looked at Bai Fumei, who was working with an iron rod, and hid far away, and kept instructing: "Fumei, be careful, don't throw the iron rod, chief, I'm here, don't throw it here, okay, enough, enough, pick up the wood." ”

With an incomparably hard iron rod and a Hercules like Bai Fumei, it becomes much easier to start a fire.

"Fumei, you grasp this piece of wood with one hand, and hold the iron rod in the other, pull it back and forth vigorously, and press the point hard." Chu Nan gestured and asked Bai Fumei to do the same.

Soon, the dry wood began to smoke, Chu Nan asked Bai Fumei to continue pulling, and soon, the red sparks were exposed on the wood, Chu Nan asked Bai Fumei to stop, smashed other dry wood into pieces with an iron rod, and put it on the Mars, blowing carefully, the smoke became bigger and bigger, and finally with a poof, a small flame appeared.

Chu Nan took care of it carefully, slowly added some broken wood, the flames became bigger and bigger, and finally put the wood under the stone pot.

"Alright, let's start cooking." Pour the water into it, let the water flood the rice fingers, then put the pork leg torn into slices into a pot, cover it with rice, cover the pot again, and start to make rice stewed bacon.

Chu Nan secretly sighed in his heart that it would be good to have a bodyguard like Bai Fumei, it was simply a mobile treasure chest, it was too convenient.

Stone pots, wooden pot lids, water bags, rice, pork legs, etc., how heavy these things are, but Bai Fumei didn't take it seriously at all, and carried an iron rod of at least more than 100 catties, and walked faster than him, Chu Nan was amazed to see it.

"Fumi, aren't you tired? Come and rest, and I'll take care of the rest. Chu Nan was a little reluctant in his heart, after all, the other party was a lesbian, and he was a big man, so he was a little embarrassed to think about it.

"I'm not tired, chief, even if I take so many things, I'm not tired." Bai Fumei's words made Chu Nan even more embarrassed, this girl is still serious, I don't know if I am showing my consideration for my subordinates?

Soon, the fragrance of rice and the aroma of cured meat came out of the pot, this fragrance was so tempting that Bai Fumei couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and glanced at Chu Nan with some embarrassment.

Chu Nan smiled and said, "You work a lot, eat more, chief, I have a small amount of food, so I will eat a little." ”

"Thank you, Chief." Bai Fumei showed a hint of a smile, her little face and neck were flushed, and Chu Nan was a little dazed.

"I'm rubbing, it's so beautiful, no, I have to start making clothes when I go back, such a beautiful female bodyguard, I have to protect it well, my whole body is white, let others see it, I'm so sorry for me, the chief." Chu Nan muttered a few words, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Fumei, what about the hemp rope I asked you to get?" ”

Chu Nan suddenly remembered that the hemp rope that Bai Fumei and other women in the clan had wove if they did it well, they could weave hemp clothes when they went back.

"It's all in the room, it's almost a room." Primitive people still have a strong ability to learn, and now they have begun to use the word room.

"Okay, when we go back, we'll weave you a sackcloth, it's much better than being naked." Chu Nan lifted the lid of the pot, sniffed it, and said casually.

"Mai? What is it? Thank you, Chief. Bai Fumei looked at Chu Nan suspiciously.

"It's the clothes, you'll know when you make them." Chu Nan picked up the wooden spoon, dug a spoonful of rice, blew it, ate it, and then picked up a piece of cooked bacon and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling that the taste was very beautiful.

"It's so delicious, Fumei, come and eat it." Chu Nan's mouth was stuffed with rice and bacon, and Ulu Ulu said, it looked too ugly.