After the little girl disappeared from the view of Fengyun, he walked into the room, took out two hairy bumps, and cut some fat from the pieces of meat.

Fry the fat on a stone slab, peel off the skin of the pimples and cut into slices.

When the fat is forced out of the oil, put the pimple slices on it.

While frying, keep flipping with chopsticks.

Because I had just finished eating the meat, and I didn't have a good impression of the pimple, I didn't pick up a piece and put it to my mouth until the pimple slices were fried until they were golden brown on both sides.

Well!

Fengyun's eyes widened suddenly.

It's crispy, crispy, melts in your mouth, and is much more delicious than potato chips.

Originally, he fried some pimple slices to eat as a snack, but now he can't stop.

After eating one piece, I want to eat the next slice, and after eating the next slice, I want to eat another slice.

He couldn't imagine that his unsightly pimple could be turned into such a delicious one.

Just as he was eating, a dirty little hand suddenly appeared in his field of vision, snatching the piece of hair pimple from his chopsticks.

Fengyun was stunned for a moment at first, and when he saw the owner of the little hand clearly, his face immediately became ugly.

She turned out to be the little girl who snatched his meat from before.

However, the other party was only a child less than ten years old, and although Fengyun was a little angry in his heart, he didn't want to make any drastic moves, so he just waved his hand at her.

The little girl seemed to know the reason and began to retreat.

But she only took two steps back, and then she didn't move, her big eyes staring closely at the golden pimples on the slate, and the corners of her mouth actually appeared with water marks.

What a little gluttonous cat.

Fengyun couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

At the same time, he also sympathized with the little girl in his heart.

As a foodie, he knows very well what it feels like to be unable to eat that kind of food at the moment, scratching his heart, and his throat and eyes are eager to stretch out a hand, which is too uncomfortable.

Maybe it was sympathy, Fengyun soon relented.

He picked up a few pieces of hairy bumps with his chopsticks and placed them on the large stone next to him.

"Let's eat!"

Before he could finish speaking, the stone became clean.

Fengyun showed a stunned expression, he had never imagined that a little girl who was less than ten years old could move so fast.

He hadn't even been able to see her movements.

As soon as the hairy pimple piece was put in her mouth, the little girl's big eyes immediately turned into two small crescents, and her face was full of enjoyment and satisfaction.

Fengyun also felt a sense of accomplishment.

The two of them ate all the hairy bumps that Fengyun had collared that day.

None of them spoke in the process.

The little girl didn't say anything as she left, but nodded to him.

Fengyun once suspected that she was a mute.

Since that day, little girls have often appeared in front of him.

He knew that what attracted him to her was his cooking methods, which were much more refined and advanced than those of primitive tribes.

He didn't hate her presence.

In a completely unfamiliar environment, living alone again, loneliness can be amplified without limits.

The appearance of the little girl can alleviate his loneliness to a certain extent, making him feel that life is not so difficult.

He also had a concern.

What is extremely incommensurate with the little girl's thin body is her big appetite.

She can even eat up to a quarter to a fifth of her body weight at a time.

The food he could get from the tribe was only enough to feed himself.

With one more big stomach, his food is seriously insufficient.

The little girl was smart and apparently aware of his predicament.

From the third day onwards, she often brought her own food, and there was quite a lot of it, in addition to enough for her own food, and there was enough to fill his stomach.

Most of the food she brought with her was meat, and other plant-based foods were noticeably better than hairy pimples.

She didn't say where the food came from, and he didn't ask.

It's not that he doesn't want to know, it's that he feels that if he asks, he will break the tacit understanding between them, and he doesn't want to do it.

At the same time, he also believes that as long as the time comes, she will take the initiative to tell him.

His hunch was fulfilled.

On the sixth day of their acquaintance, she finally spoke to him.

She told him her name, it was Bey.

On the seventh day, she told him where the food came from.

Those meats were left to her by his brother, and his name was Ray, and for this name, Fengyun had an inexplicable familiarity.

As for the plant-based foods, she found them herself.

While people who have not become true totemic warriors are not allowed to leave the Clan, there are no restrictions on moving around the Clan.

Those plant-based foods are the ones that shellfish find around the tribe.

Bei's rhetoric made Fengyun a little worried.

There are so many types of plants, not to mention that she is just a child, even the elders of the tribe may not be able to recognize them all.

And how could she be sure that the food she found was non-toxic?

He told her what was going on in his heart.

She told him not to worry.

She has the ability to tell if a plant is poisonous or not, even if it's something she's never seen before.

At first he didn't believe it, but after seeing her magic with his own eyes, he had to be impressed.

He warned himself in his heart that he must not underestimate anyone just because he was in a primitive society.

After all, the primitive society he is in now is not the primitive society in his cognition.

Since even the power of totems can be had, it is not surprising that some seemingly magical abilities appear.

Bei's ability also gave Fengyun an idea.

In order for food to be delicious, in addition to the ingredients themselves and the cooking skills of the cook, there is another very big factor, and that is the seasoning.

All he had now was salt.

It's not that he hasn't thought about adding other spices to food, but he doesn't know it, and if it's poisonous, it's dangerous.

Now he can use Bei's ability to accomplish his purpose of collecting spices.

There are so many plant species that it is very difficult to collect spices, and the progress is not fast.

Once, he rushed into the bushes, and he didn't know the plants around him, so he wiped his buttocks with leaves, and he suffered, which also gave him the idea of making paper.

......

I wonder what ingredients she will bring today?

Looking at Bei Yuan's back, Fengyun couldn't help but guess.

In about a quarter of an hour, Bey returned.

She carried a snow-white bird in each hand, not small, almost half as tall as hers.

She walked straight to Fengyun, handed him the bird, and asked, "Brother Yun, what are you going to do today?"

Fengyun took it over and checked it, it was heavy, and each one was afraid of several pounds.

He thought for a moment and said, "You go and boil a pot of hot water first." ”

"Do you want to cook it?"

"No, I'm going to take my hair off. ”

"Isn't hair removal meant to be boiled and eaten?"

A disappointed expression appeared on Bei's little face.

"Don't worry. I'm going to make you a delicious dish you've never seen before. ”

"Really?"

Bei's big eyes immediately radiated a bright light.

She stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and shook it repeatedly, "What delicious? ”

"Let go, let go. You'll find out later. If you want to eat it earlier, do what I say. ”

"Humph!"

A disgruntled snort came out of Bei's little nose, but she immediately went to boil the water.

She doesn't have much resistance to food, especially the food made by Fengyun.

It won't be long before the shellfish will be burned.

Fengyun first made a demonstration, and then one by one, the feathers of the two snowcocks were all removed.

Bang Bang ......

Fengyun patted the fat and tender snow chicken with satisfaction, and said to Bei: "You go to pick lotus leaves now, remember, you have to pick a few more." ”

"And you will separate the people. ”

Bei was a little dissatisfied, but she still went to pick lotus leaves.

Fengyun used a stone knife to cut open the lower abdomen of the snow, took out all the internal organs, washed off the blood, and set it aside.

Go inside and take out the mushrooms and some recently found spices and process them.

Before he could finish dealing with it, Bei returned.

The little face was red, and her forehead was covered with sweat, obviously she ran back and forth in order to find out what kind of delicious food Fengyun was doing.

Fengyun glanced at her, shook his head, and continued to process the ingredients.

Bei didn't speak, but kept circling around him, making him dizzy.

"Don't wander around. You go get some mud. ”

"Mud, what do you want to do with mud?"

There was a deep incomprehension in the big eyes.

Fengyun didn't explain, just said, "I'm almost ready." You don't make mud and don't blame me for not being able to eat delicious. ”

When it comes to eating, it is more useful than anything else, Bei didn't ask anything, and immediately ran to get the mud, and according to Fengyun's instructions, added water and stirred.

Fengyun filled all the dried ingredients such as mushrooms into the belly of the snowcock, and then applied a layer of meat oil with a little salt to the surface of the snowcock, and gently rubbed it.

After kneading for about five minutes, he picked two good ones from the lotus leaves he had picked, spread them out, put two snowcocks in them, wrapped them, and tied them up.

The mud that was reconciled from Bei's hand wrapped the lotus leaf bag without leaving a gap.

Poked with a wooden stick in the fire pit where the bark was boiling, and made room for two large mud balls to put it in.

After about an hour, Fengyun pulled the mud ball out with a stick, and the mud ball had turned grayish white and became very hard.

Bei immediately jumped over and circled around the mud ball, looking anxious to eat but couldn't do it.

"Smash!"

Fengyun handed over the wooden stick in his hand.

Bang!

The stick slammed into a ball of mud, and the mud splattered.

At the same time, a strong fragrance also penetrated Fengyun and Bei's nose.

Fengyun's reaction was okay, just nodded.

Bei Ze seemed to have been immobilized, and the whole person was stunned.

"Hmm...... Well...... Well...... It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious. ”

While stuffing the tender and smooth chicken into his mouth, Bei made a piggy humming sound, and his face was covered with oil, looking extremely satisfied and enjoyed.

Fengyun is also very satisfied.

Although it was the first time to make a chicken called flower, the ingredients were far less than he remembered, but the ingredients were so good and the taste was excellent.

When he was full, Bei sat against the wall, curled up, in a daze, like a lazy kitten.

Fengyun's attention was on the hard clay that wrapped the flower chicken, and he was annoyed in his heart.

Why did you forget about the pottery?

If the pottery is burned early, I don't know how convenient life will be.

He made a decision, and when the paper was made, he began to burn pottery.

Little did he know, however, that the impact of his papermaking on him and his tribe would be far greater than he could have imagined.