Hearing the inquiries of his friends, Ah Que first carefully put down the big clay pot.

Although I don't know what this thing does, Ah Que just thinks that this thing is very important and can't be damaged.

After confirming that the clay pot was stable, he pursed his lips and replied, "You guys ask Ah Ye, I don't know what this is?" ”

Hearing Ah Qi's words, the friends looked at Song Yu with curious eyes.

Song Yu faced so many pairs of eyes, and a bright smile bloomed on his little face.

Slowly walked to the clay pot and smiled, "This is a container used to cook food." Come on, come on, don't just watch, hurry up. ”

……

Under the command of Song Yu, with the full cooperation of his friends.

It didn't take long for everyone to set up a simple stove on the slope in front of the tribe's entrance, and put the cleaned clay pots on it.

Song Yu asked people to add water to it, and seeing that the water was about the same, she immediately stopped.

He also asked people to put one-third of the meat that had been prepared long ago into a clay pot.

The water in the clay pot was just enough to submerge the meat.

Song Yu jumped down from the stove and came to the stove hole.

The children stared at her, wondering what she was going to do.

Song Yu didn't explain, and directly picked up the dry firewood that was picked up by the younger children in the tribe when he set up the stove before, and skillfully filled the stove holes.

The clansmen couldn't help but gather around curiously, stretching their necks to watch her movements.

Under the complicated and curious gaze of the clansmen, Song Yu reached into the animal skin.

With a slight movement of his mind, he took out the flint from the storage compartment of the system and lit the firewood in the stove hole.

"Ah, fire! That's fire! ”

Both young and old in the tribe watched this scene, and they all quickly retreated from a long distance in horror, nervously looking at the fire in Song Yu's hands.

The old man exclaimed: "Ah Ye, you quickly extinguish the fire, this is an ominous thing." ”

"It's Ah Ye, this fire can't be played casually, it will bring us disaster."

"Quick, let's go back and carry water to put out the fire, we can't let it burn us, it's very painful, it's going to die."

……

For a while, the tribesmen were so panicked that they retreated again and again, some were persuading Song Yu, and some were rushing to the cave, trying to carry water from home to extinguish the fire.

Some people picked up the water that had just been brought back and had not yet used up, and they were about to pour it into the stove hole.

"Stop!"

Song Yu hurriedly stopped the little friend who wanted to put out the fire.

While adding firewood to the stove hole, he smiled easily:

"Moma (mother-in-law, grandmother of the Boulder tribe), you don't need to be afraid, I have learned from the tree god how to use the flames."

As she spoke, she filled in a few thicker sticks of firewood to make the flame burn more vigorously, and then stood up.

The tribesmen saw that the fire in the stove hole really didn't run out, and the people who had been hiding far away in fear cautiously approached again.

But he still didn't dare to be like Song Yu, too close to the stove hole.

They were still afraid that the terrible flame would turn into a terrible disaster, swallowing the entire tribe, and even the entire barren jungle.

When Song Yu saw them like this, he didn't force them.

I got up to look at the clay pot, and then I remembered that I hadn't prepared a soup spoon yet.

She looked at the firewood in front of her, and took out a wooden stick with a diameter of about 25 centimeters and a length of about 2 meters.

Said to Ah Shi: "Ah Shi, can you help me hollow out this end?" ”

Ah Shi looked at the wooden stick she handed over, blinked his eyes and asked, "What do you dig it into?" ”

Song Yu picked up a branch and drew the shape of a soup spoon on the ground: "That's it." ”