The river lay on the ground, enjoyed it and was very comfortable.

Chen Mo sat next to the river, smoking one of his few cigarettes, and looked at the river deeply.

This meal was very full for both of them, and it was very enjoyable. Although the taste of the salt is very different from that of the later centuries, Chen Mo is very satisfied with the first time he has eaten salt after coming to the primitive society for so long.

Hehe, who had never eaten salt, ate barbecue with salt for the first time, and his eyes lit up. After eating the two rabbits that had been roasted, the river went out to hunt two more, and ate more than half of them.

Chen Mo looked at the river lying on the ground with his eyes closed and touching his stomach, and couldn't help but despise it, what a big deal, it's so embarrassing to eat a barbecue, if you boil a pot of delicious mutton soup, you still have to eat all the pots?

The mushrooms outside are very dry, Chen Mo doesn't know how to collect them, there is no convenient bag to wrap them, it is easy to regain moisture after a long time, so they can only be placed not far from the fire, there is a fire to roast, and it is a little dry.

The cattails and reeds are almost done, so what Chen Mo has to do now is to weave the gate, and the other is to make a few more pots with mud, and replace them if they are broken.

I have a pot, I have salt, I want to make soup, but I lack seasoning. Chen Mo remembered that he had found Sichuan pepper in the jungle, but only Sichuan pepper and salt could not make any good soup, at least a little green onion, ginger and garlic, it would be delicious, but this was just a beautiful ideal.

Chen Mo found many branches with good toughness, and Chen Mo began to slowly weave vines in the afternoon, and then pierced the door when there were more vines.

He was not interested in this kind of meticulous work, he still wanted to eat barbecue, but was stopped by Chen Mo, so he had to obediently go hunting in the jungle to find the sheep that Chen Mo described to him.

The tiger master's appetite also began to change a lot, and he woke up and ate a whole rabbit, although this was not the amount of food it had before, but this meal was more than half more than the previous meals.

Chen Mo tied dozens of vines, and then used cattails to weave two straw mats, which were very thin and simple. Before, Chen Mo and He used fur to spread on the ground and sleep directly, and when winter comes, spread a few more straw mats, then the winter will be very comfortable.

He came back with a deer on his shoulder, put it next to Chen Mo, and said ostentatiously: "Roast meat, put salt, eat." ”

Chen Mo looked at the deer on the ground and felt silent, isn't this the doe before? Its husband was clicked by the tiger master, the eldest baby was also clicked by the tiger master, the second doll was cleaned up by himself, and finally lived a single life It was actually done by the river, this is all fate!

Chen Mo asked the river to peel off the deer skin and then let it dry, Chen Mo wanted to make a leather skirt like Wukong, of course, it was impossible to use tiger skin, but I was afraid that I would be swallowed by the tiger master before I did it.

The only thing that can be used now is deerskin and sheepskin, and the deerskin family of four is here, and the fur is uneven, but you can still get a leather skirt by trying to find a way.

Now Chen Mo's lower body is still wrapped in sheepskin, and the river comes over from time to time to open Chen Mo's sheepskin, wanting to see SpongeBob SquarePants, which directly makes Chen Mo feel loveless.

The food at night was very rich, a whole roasted whole deer, there was salt, Chen Mo decided to be extravagant, let the river eat enough at one time, and let the tiger master make a good sacrifice.

Chen Mo tried to make a pot of mushroom fungus soup, and he didn't dare to eat mushrooms, but seeing that Chen Mo ate it, he also closed his eyes and took a small sip, and after drinking, most of the pot of soup entered his stomach.

When he went to bed at night, He was not at all curious about the straw mat under the sheepskin, because he was now completely obedient to Chen Mo in his heart, and with the barbecue and mushroom soup, He no longer had any hesitation.

When he got up early in the morning, Chen Mo was still weaving vines, he estimated last night, and he needed more than a dozen vines to make a windproof and warm door, and the idle river was sent to collect trees, this time he could make a thicker branch, last night Chen Mo made a few mud saws, you can try to saw from small tree trunks, the trunk is resistant to burning, the fire is large, and it is easy to store.

Chen Mo also made two cattail mats for the tiger master, and the tiger master lay on it, which was very appropriate.

He dragged a dead tree back, Chen Mo took out a mud saw, tried to saw the dead tree open, He looked curiously on the side, since being picked up by Chen Mo, He's life has undergone earth-shaking changes, although Chen Mo didn't let him call Chen Mo God, but he already regarded Chen Mo as a god in his heart, a god who saved him.

There is no big problem with a mud saw that is as thick as a baby's arm, but there is no way to make it thicker, but how many suitable trees can there be in the jungle, so Chen Mo has to think of other ways to improve the mud saw or make another tool.

He came back from hunting in the jungle, holding two very colorful birds in one hand, and holding a small one in the other hand, Chen Mo looked at the bird and felt very familiar, this can't be a budgie parrot, right? It was much larger than what he had ever seen, like the size of a pheasant.

Is this the budgies of primitive societies? They are still so big! Whether there were budgies or not in primitive societies, and no one can say in detail about budgies, and even biologists cannot explain the existence of some creatures in primitive societies, they only speculate through fossils or evolutionary theories.

And Chen Mo has traveled to the primitive society, and he has the opportunity to return to the 21st century in the future, he can write a record of what he has seen and heard, and he has the confidence to brag with others, because he has really seen it, and now he is still accompanied by a saber-toothed tiger day and night.

Poor budgie ... Chen Mo mourned for them for three seconds, because He was plucking the more colorful feathers on the parrot's body, and then inserted them in his hair to show Chen Mo. The love of beauty has existed since primitive society.

The little parrot was shivering on the ground, its wings should have been broken by the river, and it was hanging out without strength.

There are not a few taels of meat for such a small thing, let's keep it for fun, Chen Mo moved his heart of compassion, bent down and grabbed it and put it in the palm of his hand, and carefully observed, the color and texture of the fur on the wings of this little thing are a bit like the budgies of later generations, but the size is much larger, even the young bird in his hand is more than the pigeon.

No matter what kind of bird it is, since you want to keep it, there is a saber-toothed tiger in the cave, and there is a primitive person beside you, so why not raise a primitive bird?

Chen Mo gently stroked the parrot, and the parrot chirped a few times, very scared and curious, and turned his head to stare at Chen Mo.

He plucked the feathers on the two big parrots, held a handful in his hand, and gave it to Chen Mo like a treasure, and then saw Chen Mo holding a small parrot in his hand, so he wanted to reach out and grab it, he still wanted to continue plucking, Chen Mo waved his hand and drove him aside.

The saber-toothed tiger is called the tiger master, because the saber-toothed tiger is really the master now, regardless of male or female, it is right to call the master anyway, but what is the name of this little guy, the name of the bird? Forget it, Chen Mo thought about it for a long time and decided to call it chirp.

Chen Mo called the river over and explained to the river: "This is a tweet, don't kill it and pluck its hair!"

River nodded and said, "Cock...... Chicken, chirp, chirp!

Chen Mo vaguely felt that his lower body was a little cold, pulling cocks?