The stone basin was taken out when Song Hu was still healthy, and it had been used for many years, which was older than Song Yu's age.

After using it for a long time, the inside of it looks very smooth and clean, although it is a little thick, but it is barely good for cooking.

When everyone saw Song Yu's approach, they also went home to find their own usable containers, followed Song Yu's example, and put food inside.

Cover the container with a board or block of wood of similar size to prevent the ashes from flying into the food.

With torches, and Song Yu's help, a fire was quickly lit in each small stove hole, and he began to carefully add firewood to it.

When they found out that it was not difficult to add firewood to the stove hole, they were secretly relieved

"How long does it take to cook this food?"

Song Yu: "Cook until the chopsticks can be pricked." ”

In order to facilitate the cooking of food, Song Yu asked Weifeng and them to help take out a small spoon.

Weifeng not only helped Song Yu dig it out, but also helped Ah Tu Amu and them too.

……

Eating food different from meat again, the old and young people in the tribe and the disabled people were deeply grateful to Song Yusheng.

Song Yu brought home the kudzu root soup cooked at home, and saw that her parents were looking curiously at the things in her hands.

Song Hu looked at the stone basin in Song Yu's hand and couldn't help laughing: "Didn't I take out this basin to put food back then?" ”

Haiyan laughed when she heard her husband's words: "I also brought the food to put in now." ”

The conversation between the parents made Song Yu laugh out loud: "Abba and Mommy, you used to put raw food, and now I use it to cook food." ”

"Come, I'll let you taste it, whether this thing tastes good or not."

As he spoke, he turned around and washed the dishes and chopsticks, and served food for his parents: "Hot, dry it before eating." ”

Haiyan: "Fluke, you don't have to worry about us, Grandma's health is much better than yesterday, I can eat it myself, you Abba is there, Grandma can feed him." ”

Song Yu looked at her mother and found that her upper body could really hold up a little.

So he said happily: "Grandma is awesome, she recovered so quickly." ”

"Abba's is not bad, Abba's hands can move."

Listening to his daughter's praise of his woman, this man couldn't help but compete for his daughter's favor.

Song Yu smiled vigorously: "Well, my Abba and Aunt are the best, and they can get better after being injured so badly." ”

When breakfast was almost dry, Song Yu said, "Then let's start eating." ”

"Well, I've wanted to eat it for a long time."

Song Hu smiled, "The fragrance of this thing is different from yesterday, but it still smells good." ”

"Then you have to say it."

Haiyan smiled, "It doesn't matter who made it." ”

"Yes, yes, the food we cook is delicious and smells good."

Song Yu: "...... "One day, if you have the conditions, I will make you some stinky tofu and see if you will say that it smells good."

But she was just thinking about it.

With today's conditions, it is impossible to make such fine food.

After breakfast, the little warriors continued to carry water.

Some of the left-behind tribesmen and little warriors who could still move, but could not do heavy work, carried torches and were taken to the place where Kudzu was found in the morning.

The little warriors teach everyone how to dig kudzu.

The place is big, and there are many kudzu, and after they dug it out, they piled it up together according to what Song Yu taught.

Wait for the little warriors to finish carrying the water, and then come and carry the food home.

After Song Yu and the others finished moving the water, it was already half past two in the afternoon.

Don't ask why you didn't eat lunch.

In this era of hunger, it is already a luxury to be able to eat two meals a day, so how can there be such a thing as lunch.

"Fluke, you don't have to move the kudzu, let's go."