14, the first dinner with the demon man

Murphy didn't go far, just stood at the door of the cave. Oh my God, how are rats so big?

Bai Ling saw that the little female was hiding far away, thought about it, lifted the gray-haired beast with one hand, and quickly walked away.

Seeing that Bai Ling was gone, Mo Fei walked back to the grass hut and continued to weave straw shoes.

About an hour later, Bai Ling appeared in front of Mo Fei again, carrying a wild boar on his shoulder. The little females seem to like this kind of animal meat.

Sure enough, seeing her put down her prey, the little female immediately ran over with a happy face and said, "Bai Ling, you have hit the wild boar again." ”

Well, Bai Ling replied with a smile, skillfully removing hair and internal organs to decompose the meat pieces.

I took the pig offal and threw it away, and by the way, I took a wooden bucket to the river to wash it and brought it back, and I also brought back two wooden buckets of water.

Mo Fei saw Bai Ling put down the barrel, and hurriedly handed over the straw sandals and said, "Bai Ling, straw sandals, you wear them." ”

Bai Ling took the straw sandals, and said with joy on his face: "Straw sandals, me?" ”

Murphy nodded.

Bai Ling immediately bent down to put on his shoes, which were the same as those worn by the little female, and he was very happy, although it was more convenient for him to be barefoot.

It's just that the first time he put on shoes, Bai Ling was a little clumsy, and Mo Fei squatted down in front of him and helped him put it on his feet. When helping to put on shoes, Mo Fei found that Bai Ling's feet had a thick layer of calluses, comparable to insoles, no wonder he could fly barefoot.

Bai Ling walked around in straw sandals, feeling quite fresh.

Mo Fei was quite satisfied with his masterpiece, the straw sandals were quite suitable for the white spirit's feet, a little larger at most.

"Bai Ling, come over and help light the fire." Murphy took the hay and shouted.

Bai Ling immediately went over to drill wood to make a fire, and he was very skilled in this matter now.

Murphy lit two large stone stoves, one for bone broth in a stone pot and the other for meat cubes. The small stone pot is not ready to be used today.

When a piece of ginger ran out, Mo Fei felt that he could use a little more, and regretted digging less last time.

Bai Ling added fire to the stove, got up and said, "Mo Fei, I'll go, ginger." ”

Mo Fei was pleasantly surprised: "You're going to dig ginger, that's great." ”

Bai Ling nodded, raised his feet and strode away.

Mo Fei patted his head, forgetting to let Bai Ling make the spatula and soup spoon first. After squatting in front of the stove for a while, I felt that I should put a small chair.

When I got up and looked at the stone pot, I remembered the lack of a lid.

Half an hour later, Bai Ling came back, grabbed a large handful of ginger leaves in his hand, and below the leaves were rows of purple ginger, which were pulled back by the whole tree.

Mo Fei immediately broke off a piece of ginger, scooped the ginger with water in a small stone pot, and then took out a knife and slice it into the two boiling stone pots.

Bai Ling was not idle, and went to the surrounding area to pick up a lot of dry firewood and came back.

The meat stewed for more than an hour, Mo Fei tried it with chopsticks, and felt that it was almost cooked, so he stopped burning the fire, and the stew and broth were still hot, just make some utensils and eat again.

"Bai Ling." Murphy beckoned.

Bai Lingsan came to the front in two steps, looking obediently listening to her dispatch.

Mo Fei pointed to the forest not far away and said, "Let's go to the forest over there and have a look." ”

Bai Ling stretched out his hand to hug her, but Mo Fei shook his head and said, "It's not far, I'll go by myself." ”

Bai Ling didn't insist either, and walked towards the forest with Mo Fei. It's just that others are tall and big, with long legs and big steps, so they have to slow down.

When I entered the forest, most of the trees were very large, and it was very common for a few people to hold them, and I don't know how many years they had grown, and there were also smaller trees, and the locations were relatively marginal.

Mo Fei took a fancy to a tree with a diameter of more than sixty centimeters, which should be larger than the wooden barrel made by Bai Ling, and it was suitable to be cut as a bucket lid and pot lid. She gestured and told Bai Ling where to cut the tree.

Bai Ling nodded in understanding, and took Mo Fei aside and let her sit on a tree root.

I saw that the finger blades of Bai Ling's two hands popped out at the same time, cutting flat at the tree, and there was a feeling of cutting tofu with a knife. It's just that after cutting it, the tree is still standing, and it is estimated that about 15 centimeters have been cut on the left and right, and the middle has not been cut. Bai Ling raised his hand and made an oblique cut from the bottom to the top, cutting off a large amount of wood, so that a few cuts were made obliquely on each side, revealing the part of the tree that was not cut. Bai Ling slashed horizontally with his fingerblade again at the same time, and after the cut, there was a sound of trees being broken.

Mo Fei looked up, but saw that the tree that Bai Ling had cut off was slowly falling, and in the process of falling, it broke the branches of several large trees around it.

With a pop, the whole tree smashed to the ground.

Mo Fei hurriedly ran over, it was a big and long tree, although it was already a small tree compared to the surrounding trees, it was still huge in Mo Fei's eyes. If she could, she wanted the whole tree. The whole body of this tree can be used to make tableware and furniture, and even if it can't be used as a part of things, it can be used as firewood in the sun. However, such a long tree, it should be cut and dragged back in stages, fortunately, it is not very far from the cave, and Bai Ling should be able to move it all back a few times. Mo Fei was about to let Bai Ling cut it into several pieces to carry, but saw Bai Ling hugging the branch and dragging the whole tree up. Mo Fei opened his mouth and closed it, hey, the demon man's strength is really great.

"Murphy." Bai Ling shouted.

Mo Fei hurried closer, but was stopped by a branch, and the two had some distance.

Bai Ling put down the tree trunk, jumped to Mo Fei's side, reached out and fished it out, clamped Mo Fei under his arm with one hand, jumped again, returned to the position just now, and then put Mo Fei on the tree trunk.

Mo Fei subconsciously hugged the forked branch, his head was still a little confused, just now Bai Ling actually sandwiched her under his armpit, he jumped with her, the speed and height of the jump were beyond the scope of her cognition, very inhuman.

Mo Fei was still in a daze, Bai Ling had already carried the tree in the direction of the cave, and she was like a fruit hanging on the tree being dragged away together.

After Bai Ling dragged the tree for a long time, Mo Fei reacted, opened his mouth and wanted to shout something, but quickly reached out to cover her mouth, she couldn't make too much fuss, living with Bai Ling was stimulating, and she had to adapt.

Before returning to the cave, Bai Ling lowered the tree and carried Mo Fei down from the tree. Murphy looked excited, circling around the trees, and his head fluttered with pots and pans, tables, chairs, and beds.

"Murphy." The White Spirit called.

Yes! Murphy turned his head in a flash, cough cough, a little too excited. What was the original intention of cutting down the tree? By the way, make bowls and spoons first. To make a bowl, all it takes is a fork.

Mo Fei pointed to a fork and motioned for Bai Ling to cut it off.

Bai Ling's middle finger blade popped out and cut it off easily.

Mo Fei then asked Bai Ling to cut it into several sections, each about ten centimeters high. Then, he hugged the small stone pot and said, "Bai Ling, can it be made like this?" ”

Bai Ling nodded, retracted the middle finger blade, and popped out the thumb blade.

Mo Fei's eyes were bright as he stared at Bai Ling's finger blade, the thumb finger blade was not as long as the middle finger, but it was wider. I saw Bai Ling insert the thumb blade into the wood from the edge, and then slowly rotate until it turned around, and then cut it from the middle, and then took out a few small pieces of wood, and a round wooden bowl became a little rough, Bai Ling gently polished it with his finger blade, and then handed it to Mo Fei.

Mo Fei looked at it, is it okay to be a bowl? Although a bit primitive, it is indeed a bowl. Mo Fei nodded, Bai Ling was affirmed, and immediately processed the remaining few pieces of wood. It didn't take long for five wooden bowls to be processed under Murphy's nose.

Putting down the wooden bowl, Mo Fei gave Bai Ling a branch of more than thirty centimeters.

Bai Ling was puzzled, Mo Fei thought about it, drew the shape of a spatula and spoon on the ground with a small branch, and then looked at Bai Ling with a hopeful expression.

Bai Ling stared at the figure on the ground, and after thinking for a while, he was a little surprised. He popped out the blade of his index finger, broke the wood in half, and began to work.

Mo Fei watched quietly, with a relieved face, and the son could be taught.

Soon, Bai Ling handed Mo Fei a spatula and a spoon.

Mo Fei took it with a smile, to be honest, it's not perfect, but it can be used. She continued to hand Bai Ling the branches, this time smaller ones, and pointed to the spoon and said, "Bai Ling, make this spoon." ”

Although Bai Ling didn't understand the use of the little female doing this, the little female liked it, and he was happy to do it.

Waiting for Bai Ling to make two small spoons, Mo Fei stopped Bai Ling, two spoons for two people were enough. She took the wooden bowl, spoon and spatula to wash, and there was a stone pot that she used as a basin.

Bai Ling stood aside and watched the little female do things.

Mo Fei went to the cave and took out a piece of animal skin and spread it on the ground, motioned to Bai Ling to take the stone pot for cooking meat and stew soup and put it on the animal skin, let Bai Ling sit down cross-legged, and she also sat down, and then, she used a spatula to fill two bowls of meat out, one bowl full of Bai Ling in front of her, the other bowl was only filled with one-third in front of herself, and two bowls of bone broth were placed in front of the two of them with a big spoon.

Bai Ling's eyes lit up as he looked at Mo Fei and the food on the animal skin.

Mo Fei was a little funny, Bai Ling felt like a big dog waiting to be fed. She put a wooden spoon on the meat bowl in front of Bai Ling, and also put a spoon in her own bowl, picked up the wooden bowl with one hand, picked up the spoon with the other, scooped a piece of meat with the spoon and put it in her mouth, and said with an intoxicated face: "It's delicious." ”

Bai Ling understood, picked up the bowl like a little female, picked up the spoon again, scooped up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth a little clumsily, and then grinned, laughing a little silly.

Mo Fei ate slowly, and Bai Ling would use a spoon, spoonful after spoon, as if he didn't need to bite, and quickly ate a bowl of meat. He went to get the soup again, and when he took a bite of the soup, Bai Ling stopped in surprise, and then looked at the little female with bright eyes.

Mo Fei smiled, Bai Ling's performance was expected by her, as a modern person, she could only conquer primitive people with her intelligence, and she continued to eat unhurriedly.

In the end, Mo Fei only ate half a bowl of meat and a bowl of soup, and the rest went into Bai Ling's stomach.

Mo Fei's eyes swept over Bai Ling's stomach again and again, it was too pretentious, and he didn't see his stomach bulging.

Bai Ling took the bowl and said, "What... Is it? ”

Mo Fei reacted, didn't he teach him, it was rare for Bai Ling to take the initiative, she stretched out her slender jade finger and said, "Pots, bowls, shovels, spoons." ”

Bai Ling repeated in a low voice "pots, bowls, shovels, spoons".