Seeing this person, Lu Qingqing's heart inexplicably welled up with a wave of eager admiration, and the original body was very adoring and sought after for this person.

This person's name is Dacheng, he was not originally from the Qinglu tribe, he was picked up by the chief three years ago with his wounds, and when he woke up, he claimed that he didn't remember the past. His hunting skills were so good that all the young men in the tribe combined could not beat him, so the tribe took him in and added a big letter in front of his name, which here meant respect.

Apart from going out to hunt or doing some heavy work for the tribe that was difficult for others, Ayutthaya generally did not participate in other activities, and rarely spoke, and only listened to the words of the chieftain who had saved him, and the others not only could not command him, but also faintly feared him.

As soon as Dacheng walked out at this time, the people around him automatically retreated to both sides, looking at him in awe, Lu nodded lightly towards Dacheng: "My father is okay." ”

The chieftain's horn broke his leg, and Ayutthaya was always guarding him, and when Ayutthaya came out, it should be the order of the horn.

Ayutthaya said, "The horn wants to see you and ask about the god of food." ”

"Wait a minute!" Haruka suddenly spoke, Dacheng, a person who has always been indifferent, also stood up, Haruka knew that the plan to kill the deer and establish his prestige had completely failed, but he was still unwilling, staring at Lu lightly gloomily: "Now is not the time to let your father and son talk, you talk about it first, what has the God of Food taught you, if you can't let our tribe get through this difficulty, it's useless to say what you say." ”

Lu lightly's face was slightly gloomy, there are some old and weak people in the tribe who can't hold it during the day today, and if they don't eat as soon as possible, they may not survive tomorrow morning. And if you can't save the lives of those people, it will be very bad for you to establish your prestige in the tribe.

Lu Qingqing knew how cruel this world was since she fused the memories of the original body, and it was almost impossible to survive alone, so if she wanted to live a relatively stable and comfortable life, she could only rely on the Qinglu tribe at present, and her status in the tribe would directly affect her quality of life.

Lu Xiao suddenly sneezed before she could open her mouth, the wind was really cold, she felt that she was going to be frozen, and all the heat from the flames was lost.

When she looked at it, she realized that the snow on the ground was so deep that her feet had sunk in, and on such a cold day, she was standing in the snow with her arms and legs exposed, and she was not too cold to panic.

She wrapped her body in a heavy but sticky and leaky animal skin, and picked up a buckwheat stalk left from the fire: "The god of food, his old man, told me that this thing is called buckwheat, and this small grain on it is its fruit and can be eaten." ”

When everyone heard this, they became agitated, and Haruka sneered: "You can eat any grass on the ground, can you use this to feed everyone?"

Hearing this, everyone showed disappointed and questioning expressions from extreme eagerness.

Lu lightly ignored him and asked, "Who picked it up here, do you still have an impression?"

Everyone looked at each other, and a half-grown man walked out hesitantly, and Lu gently looked at a piece of animal skin hanging obliquely on his body, and Ding Ding was almost exposed, and they all wanted to tremble for him.

The kid looked carefully at the things in her hand and scratched his head: "I brought it back, this fruit looks strange, I will remember it." ”

Lu Qingqing's body was not much older than this child, but she subconsciously showed a soothing smile from an adult to a child, and she asked, "Where did you see this?

The child shook his head: "We uprooted the grass and small trees there, and it snowed the next day." ”

Lu Qing had expected this possibility, and she was not particularly disappointed, she said: "Where were these buckwheat stacked before, you go to the neighborhood to look for it, and you can pick up this seed when you see it." "When buckwheat matures, the seeds fall off easily, not to mention that the overripe ones are yellow.

The child nodded, and ran with a few friends to the cave not far away, which was also the base camp of their tribe.

Lu stomped his feet gently, and the bare soles of his feet hurt to death, and many places were frozen and cracked. In my memory, shoes are a luxury, and the main materials and workmanship are limited, and none of the people in the Qinglu tribe can wear them, at most they can take a piece of animal fur and turf to wrap their feet.

She breathed white air in her mouth, feeling colder and colder, and she said, "Buckwheat is a very good food, but now we have too little buckwheat, and the second food I will bring you next is in our cave, let's go in." ”

Haruka screamed, "Impossible, there's nothing in the cave." ”

The others also looked at each other, was there anything to eat in the cave? Why didn't they find out, could they really turn stones into food?

Lu blinked lightly: "It's not nothing, in fact, there are a bunch of delicacies in our cave, but everyone doesn't know how to eat them, and the old man of the god of food taught me how to use that bunch of delicacies." ”

Ayutthaya asked in a deep voice, "Deer, what you said is true?"

"Of course. Lu said with a light smile.

The crowd couldn't wait, and they all said, "Then go in, what are you waiting for?" ”

The cave where the tribe lives is a natural cave, the entrance is not large, but the space inside is large, because of the need to save firewood, so the tribesmen gather together around a fire or two. Except for the fact that it was warm near the fire, it was dark and cold like a cellar, but fortunately, everyone came in and brought in torches, which illuminated more space and brought some heat.

Lu lightly looked at it, and the people gathered by the fire and did not go out were all hungry and sick people, most of them were old people and young children, and there were many disabled people, all of them were skinny and bones, their eyes were hollow, and they were wrapped in a little animal skin and hay, they were even more refugees than African refugees.

The people in this tribe are really living too hard, not long after the winter, there are more than a dozen people who are dying of starvation, it is hard to imagine how many people in the tribe can survive after this cold winter, just like this, Yao still thinks about fighting for power, I really can't understand what he thinks.

In the expectant and nervous eyes of everyone, Lu gently walked to a pile of lumps in the corner, squatted down and grabbed a boy and studied it carefully for a long time, and even broke a little with a stone, and finally determined that it was the thing in his impression, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Haruka stared at her movements and sneered, "The food you said can't be this pile of demon yake, right?"

This pair of soil lumps is naturally not soil, but a kind of food, which was called konjac in Lu Qingqing's time, and is called demon yam here. However, konjac itself has another name for demon yac, thinking that the language here, including vocabulary and the name of things, was taught by Shangguo, Lu lightly frowned slightly.

She said, "yes." ”

Haruka suddenly looked at her like an idiot, even though he didn't know what an idiot was.

One of the people next to Yao shouted: "Deer, are you brainbroken? This demon taro is poisonous, after eating it, your tongue will be numb, your mouth will spit white foam, your whole body will convulsions and die, even if you only eat a little, you will be so uncomfortable that you can't speak, do you want to kill everyone?"