Feng Jiuqing glanced back and forth in the tree hole, and saw a deer that had been killed and washed, looking at the huge horn, it should be a reindeer: "Xuanyu, you caught that?" ”

Xuanyu nodded, and sighed with some regret: "When I went out hunting today, I found a herd of long-horned deer, but I only caught one, and one was injured and escaped. ”

You know, the long-horned deer is hard to find, and if you miss it this time, you don't know when you will have to meet it again next time.

Hunting in the snow.

It is several times more difficult than other times.

It's snow season, and you can occasionally see prey that has gone south to escape the cold.

After a while, when the ice season begins, all the animals will disappear.

If they don't catch enough food to survive the long ice season before the ice season, the two of them will starve to death.

"Xuanyu, you are amazing!" Feng Jiuqing's big eyes were full of sincere admiration and praise: "Such a big deer, you can catch it alone, you can show me if it is hurt, whether the beast has hurt you." ”

Xuanyu couldn't resist her, and she forcibly ripped off the animal skin.

"Xuanyu, do you still blame me?" Feng Jiuqing looked at the burn on his chest and sniffled.

Xuanyu didn't speak, and looked at her quietly with narrow eyes.

Feng Jiuqing was flustered by his eyes, turned around and took out a piece of wood from the fire and handed it to him: "You are not allowed to blame me, you are not allowed to hate me, if you want to take revenge, you can also burn me." ”

Xuanyu shook his head and threw the fire stick into the fire again: "When did I say that I hated you and blamed you?" ”

"Anyway, you are not allowed to hate me, those things I did to you before, if you really want to take revenge, you can pay me back." Feng Jiuqing thought about it seriously and said.

"You're not hungry?" Xuanyu didn't want to continue the topic, so she stood up and walked over to the reindeer hanging on a branch and asked her, "Where do you want to eat meat?" ”

"Legs!" Feng Jiuqing pointed to the deer legs, swallowed his saliva, licked his lips, and already thought of the roasted venison, which was fragrant and bubbling with oil, and it was sizzling.

Xuanyu cut a piece of meat on his leg and was about to take a branch and skewer it to roast.

"Don't move!" Feng Jiuqing thought of his half-baked chicken: "You give me that venison, you hunt so hard, just leave the cooking to me, let's divide the labor and cooperate." ”

"I'll come, how do you want to eat, tell me." Xuanyu glanced at her hand worriedly.

"It's okay, minor injury, don't delay me cooking." Where is Feng Jiuqing so hypocritical, when he was doing the experiment, he once again pinched his fingers, and did it the next day.

Xuanyu was still not at ease, and was forcibly controlled by Feng Jiuqing to let him sit on the animal skin to rest, and assigned him a task.

Use a knife to make chopsticks and spoons.

Primitive people all grasp meat by hand, and there is no such thing as chopsticks and spoons.

Feng Jiuqing drew the shape of the spoon on the ground, and the chopsticks were also drawn simply.

Xuanyu holds a bone knife to make spoons and chopsticks.

Feng Jiuqing was cooking dinner over there.

"You didn't throw away the entrails!" When Feng Jiuqing was cutting meat, he asked him.

"No, it's all in my stomach." Xuanyu looked at her seriously, with a soft expression in her eyes.

If it weren't for the snow season, but the rainy season, the entrails would definitely not have been left behind.

There are pots.

There are stone slabs.

There is meat.

And yams.

Feng Jiuqing was going to make a slate barbecue and roast yam.

Make another yam venison porridge.