Chapter Thirty-Seven: Mountains and Flowing Water Find Soulmates

"Tao Xun?"

Luo Ze approached very possessively, blocking the sight of the bear children.

Forget about the broken pottery shards, don't covet his gifts!

"Well, it's a musical instrument."

Jun Qianqian wiped off the dust on Tao Xun, put the upper end close to her lips, and pressed her ten fingers on the ten sound holes.

"Whew-"

Mandarin ducks and amphibious butterflies fly together, and the spring color in the garden is intoxicating.

Quietly asked the holy monk, is the daughter beautiful, is the daughter beautiful?

Tao Xun's timbre is low and ethereal, Jun Qianqian chose a song "Daughter's Love" that she learned in music class, the wind instrument has such shortcomings, she can't sing while playing, she can only run the lyrics like a bullet curtain, after just a few words, as soon as she looked up, she found that everyone was stunned.

"Is this the sound coming from above the clouds?"

It is no exaggeration that some people in the tribe actually cried when they heard it.

"No, it's not from heaven, it's called a musical instrument, and the sound it makes is called music."

Jun Qianqian looked at everyone's expressions, and her heart was also very touched, when human beings did not have languages, music was born, and ancient songs were also circulated in various tribes.

This is human beings, even if they are struggling to survive in a world of scarce resources, they still have to yearn for a moving melody.

"Music!"

"Musical instruments!"

"I want a Tao Xun too! Sister! Teach me how to do it! ”

"Yes, yes! Teach us! ”

Jun Qianqian didn't expect that the Tao Xun she pinched was even more popular than the jar and casserole, looking at everyone's enthusiastic appearance, I am afraid that the Xun that came out of the next kiln would have to be one person.

It's just that Luo Ze, who received the world's first musical instrument, doesn't look so happy.

"Don't you like this gift?"

Jun Qianqian also experienced the uneasiness of being afraid of giving the wrong gift, and she cautiously followed Luo Ze to the side.

Feng Shui takes turns, and the sky spares whom.

"Qianqian, do you really want to give me such a valuable thing?"

Luo Ze looked at her face sullenly, he was so ecstatic when he had promised her for life, but he was very panicked at this time.

"Music is not invented by me, Tao Xun is just a kind of musical instrument, you see that you can make a lot of it, how can there be anything precious."

Jun Qianqian scratched her head embarrassedly.

"Besides, the meaning of the musical instrument I gave you is - mountains and rivers meet bosom friends, in this world, I like you the most!"

Luo Ze gave her a wooden comb, she thought about it, it was the most appropriate to send a musical instrument in return, and now the clansmen have seen that they have returned the gift to Luo Ze, which is really embarrassing......

"Me too! My favorite person is you! ”

Luo Ze hugged her, and since the two confessed to each other, he was more like a clingy big doll.

"Qianqian, we have a lot of differences, if I have anything bad, you must tell me, if I have something that I can't do, please teach me, okay?"

Luo Ze buried his face on Jun Qianqian's shoulder, and she couldn't see his resolute eyes.

"I'm sure I'll learn! Whatever it is, I definitely won't let you down! ”

Jun Qianqian felt Luo Ze's nod on her shoulder, and she touched his short hair, which was prickly.

"You have now made me feel that the disciples of the church are starving to death Master!"

People with strong learning ability are not terrible, but what is terrible is that this person's curiosity is still bursting!

"Our differences are caused by the times, you are so smart, if you are in the same era as me, you must also be a scholar."

Jun Qianqian's words were not to comfort Luo Ze, she was just telling the truth.

"Really?"

Even though he hadn't heard most of the words, Roze understood what she meant.

"Of course, I'll tell you everything I know!"

Jun Qianqian has never thought about hiding her secrets, but with the current level of people's cognition, she can't tell everyone her knowledge, so she can only take it step by step.

"Hmm!"

In the fall, the two teams, which had been divided into fishing and trap recovery, were divided into several gathering teams, and they would go to the woods to collect food for the winter, but the choice of plants was very limited.

The berries are sour and not hungry after drying the water, and before the frost, the persimmons full of yellow, orange and orange trees cannot be preserved, and when the leaves fall off after the frost, the persimmons are also eaten by the birds.

"But we have pottery now!"

Jun Qianqian's eyes sparkled, and she looked at the collection team like a pyramid schemer.

"Pottery?"

The most familiar pottery of the tribesmen is Xun, the pursuit of music makes the whole tribe around the melody of the ghost crying wolf, everyone has just learned how to boil water in a casserole, just such a simple thing, have burned out seven or eight casseroles.

But Jun Qianqian popularized the benefits of drinking boiled water to everyone, and it was very comfortable to drink hot water when it was cold, even if it was troublesome, everyone gradually developed a habit.

"Berries can be used to make wine, persimmons can be pressed into the jar to make persimmons, wild vegetables can be stewed and eaten with meat, and we can also pick mushrooms!!"

Since the Purple Flower Tribe and the Willow Tribe have made long-term orders for hemp rope, they have never lacked salt, not only stews, Jun Qianqian has also been greedy for pickled pickles for a long time.

"Mushrooms? Is that kind of stuff edible? ”

The crowd was shocked.

According to the legend in the tribe, the little things that grow on the trees after the rain can eat the dead!

Everyone turned a blind eye to the mushrooms when they were collecting, which made Jun Qianqian, who had followed the team for the first time, widen her eyes and almost cried in distress.

"Most mushrooms are edible, and besides, we can also pick them back and feed them to the pigs to try the poison!"

Jun Qianqian said something a little terrible with a simple face.

The land is generous to the hard-working people, Jun Qianqian chose a few kinds of mushrooms and went home to make a large pot of mixed mushroom stewed pork, the freshness of the mushrooms and the aroma of pork, as long as a little salt seasoning, it completely captured the taste buds of all the people.

Boil water dishes, invincible!

"This stuff is so delicious!"

"We're going to pick a lot of mushrooms and come back!"

The only food in the world can not be disappointed, the collection team has to go back to the tribe several times a day, each time is a full load, mushrooms and wild vegetables are everywhere, and everyone uses broken porcelain to peel persimmons together in the evening.

The persimmon trees on the mountain are red, as if they are full of small lanterns, and the huge wicker basket on the man's back is also filled in the blink of an eye, and the forest is a great natural treasure house.

Jun Qianqian's unsuccessful twine also came into play, and in addition to the dried fish, strings of persimmons were hung in the open space.

After they are air-dried, they are laid out in the jar with the dried persimmon skin, and the frosting is covered, and the persimmons are ready.

The persimmons, which are so sweet, are definitely an excellent food store for the winter, and the sour wild grapes that make people's faces wrinkle together are mashed and put into jars to make wine.