Thinking of this, Song Yu unconsciously looked at the giant tree behind the tribe.

Only then did I realize that the core of this strange picture was actually in the deepest part of the canopy.

Seeing all this, the girl's bright pupils couldn't help but shrink.

What's on it?

Taking a deep breath, Song Yu tried to keep himself calm.

Song Yu took advantage of the gap between everyone bowing to the tree god, and smiled sweetly at everyone:

"The god of the tree said that it doesn't like to be near anyone other than me or someone I approve of."

"He also said that he gave me these suitable treasures, just that I could tell everyone about the practice of fire and food."

"From now on, our tribe can bid farewell to the era of Ru Mao drinking blood and start a new civilization."

Since the tree god is so easy to use, Song Yu doesn't mind taking it out and using it, she really doesn't dare to compliment the bloody picture of eating.

What's more, with such a useful shield as the tree god, if you have new discoveries and new inventions in the future, everyone will automatically make up for it.

Although everyone didn't understand all the meanings of Song Yu's words, they still felt that it was very reasonable.

In order to avoid trouble, Song Yu added: "By the way, today is to teach everyone how to use flames and how to cook food......

She was a five-year-old little girl who seemed to be congenitally deficient in this era, and she stood on the stove like that, talking about the next arrangement.

She told everyone very seriously that fire should not be used in the cave where everyone lives, otherwise the smoke caused by the combustion will kill people.

I also said that in addition to major festivals and major tribal gatherings, in the future, as before, each family will cook its own food.

And the food that the warriors hunted was still distributed by the patriarch to each family as before, and each of them stored it and arranged how to eat it.

If not, you can come and ask Song Yu at any time, and she promises to teach Bao Hui.

After arranging everything, Song Yucai clapped his hands in summary and said easily:

"Alright, the food is cooked, the god of the tree has been enjoyed, and we can start the meal."

After speaking, Song Yu picked up the big spoon that Ah Shi took out, stirred it in the huge clay pot a few times, and began to put the food into the wooden bowl that had already been prepared.

She didn't serve meat soup for everyone, but only served three bowls of her own three first.

Then he put down his spoon and jumped off the stove and said to everyone, "This is my food for my Abba and Auntie, and I will take it first." ”

"Next, let the patriarch grandpa arrange it."

When the words fell, without waiting for everyone to respond, she used a wooden board to carry three bowls of meat soup back to her house.

Looking at Song Yu's behavior, everyone in the Juyan tribe was both curious and a little expectant.

The patriarch took a deep breath and looked at everyone: "Okay, as usual when dividing food, one from each family and put that ...... Well, that container. ”

The bear didn't know what the container was, so he could only say that.

At this time, Ah Que ran over and whispered to his grandfather that this was a wooden bowl, which Ah Ye taught them to take out.

Hearing his granddaughter's kind prompt, Xiong nodded with satisfaction and said loudly: "There are as many people in each family as there are bowls, and they are placed on wooden boards like Ah Ye." ”

"Then line up to get tonight's food."

How the clansmen behind him would distribute the food, Song Yu didn't care.

She returned home with three bowls of meat soup, lifted the curtain at the door, and saw her parents looking at her with worried eyes.

Touching such a gaze, Song Yu's heart warmed.

Immediately smiled happily at his parents: "Abba and Mommy, you brought back our family's food." ”