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Chapter 23 The Observer

Lin Yu found more modern tools, the file in the woman's hand, the kitchen knife in the big man's hand, and the fruit knife in the young man's hand - he was trying to use the fruit knife to forcibly pry open the back cover of the phone. But it was in vain, leaving only a series of scratches on the fuselage, which made Lin Yu's eyelids twitch.

Her notepad was taken by someone, as well as her pen.

These are all in the second place, and the most important thing is the strange white stone. She came to this deserted place for no reason, and it is probably related to that stone.

In whose hands will the stone be?
Her eyes fell on Zhang Tian.

After wearing the fish, she saw that he deliberately rinsed his hands with clean water to wash off the blood stains on his hands. He was the only one among all the people who did this. In addition, his face that had obviously been washed with water, compared with others Looking up, this savage is so clean that it is suspected that he has a cleanliness.

A person who loves beauty cannot refuse that stone that is called a work of art. Lin Yu can almost be sure that he took it.

It smells so good!

The women threw all kinds of grass leaves into the tree barrel, and then put in hot stones. The boiling water instantly cooked the vegetables, and the aroma of mint and alfalfa was stimulated, which refreshed the mind.

Lin Yu frowned slightly. As a Ph.D. in archeology who has minored in botany and taught herself cooking, she is dissatisfied with women's wasteful behavior.

Some of the plants they collected are suitable for making tea, some are suitable for medicine, some are suitable for spices, and the rest are suitable for vegetables. They should be cooked with different ingredients to bring out their respective flavors. Cooking in the oven is really a waste of resources.

Even prehistoric primitive people knew how to handle ingredients. How could this group of modern primitive people live so rough... She wondered.

She also found another strange thing.

The modern tools in possession of this group of savages seem to be limited to knives, with the rest being made of bone, wood, and stone.

For example, they used animal ribs as stirring rods, large and flat animal pelvis and thin wood chips as large and small plates, and those with sunken jaws, skulls and wooden blocks were used as long Spoons, cups and bowls...

It was a blessing for her to watch a group of primitive people demonstrate how to use bone, stone and wood tools live, if not as a captive.

They need a pair of chopsticks.

Seeing them grabbing grass leaves and winter bamboo shoots in the wooden bowl with their hands, Lin Yu suddenly had such an idea.

Everyone started enjoying dinner except her.

Nobody cares about her.

She was alone in a corner, complaining about the rough life of the savages, while swallowing crazily.

She felt like an old-school anthropologist, doing sublime fieldwork in a primitive tribe in South America, silently observing and recording the lives of the local people without disturbing or interfering.

When I go back, I can write another paper...

She comforted herself, but she couldn't stand the hunger. Even if a bone was thrown at her now, she would pounce on it... That's a dog!I should have picked it up and hugged it...

She stared at the bone in the Savage's hand, thinking wildly.

Started tidying up.

The wildlings ignored her all the while, and they seemed to have no intention of giving her food.

What a mean and mean host!South Americans, known for their hospitality, should be ashamed of you!
After all, she didn't ask for food. It wasn't because she didn't want to eat what she got. She had some bones, but not so much. She wanted to live rather than starve to death.

Mainly because of the language barrier, she didn't know how to express her hunger, and she didn't dare to make a sound at will. This group of savages was terribly quiet when they ate. Perhaps for them, eating was a sacred and undisturbed thing.

It wasn't until the savages had finished eating that she called out to the old woman who seemed to be the chief: "Grandma!"

She had heard savages call the old woman that, and she hoped she was being polite.

Grandma looked at her in surprise, and thought that this savage is clever, and he must learn to knit quickly.

Lin Yuxi couldn't help it, and immediately opened her mouth to look like she was waiting to be fed. She knew that grandma was not a cruel and heartless person. Her feet were cold just now, and it was grandma who asked her to help her into the cave to warm herself.

Grandma said to Lan Hua, "Teach her how to weave bamboo cages. After she learns it, give her something to eat."

Lanhua beckoned to her.

Lin Yu immediately stood up and ran to the group of women.

Lanhua untied the hemp rope that bound her arm, she couldn't wait to eat, but Lanhua put a few bamboo sticks in her hand.

"???"

Her juicy eyes were full of great doubts.

Lan Hua started to weave bamboo cages, and motioned her to do the same with her eyes.

Lin Yu was almost out of anger!

There is no such reason in the world for a horse to run before it has eaten grass!
Little did she know that Grandma's idea was just the opposite. Grandma thought to herself: The horse wants to eat grass before it runs away. How can there be such a reason in the world!

Under the eaves, Lin Yu had to bow her head, so Lin Yu had to endure hunger and work for the savages. Fortunately, she was quite ingenious, Lan Hua only taught her once, and she learned the weaving skills, and she could weave quickly and well.

The women were amazed by her talent, but regretted her identity at the same time. If she hadn't been a savage, she might have become an excellent "Weaver Girl".

Orchid scooped up a bowl of leftover soup from the tree barrel, and there were a few wisps of plant roots with no nutritional value floating on the soup.

The soup was already cold, and Lan Hua kindly put it on the fire to heat it up.

Lin Yu drank it all in one gulp. To be honest, the taste was not as good as the Cordyceps soup she cooked herself.

Then weaving bamboo cages, each time she made a bamboo cage, she exchanged a bowl of soup for drinking. When she finished making three bamboo cages, Lanhua gave her a bowl of soup and a piece of rabbit meat the size of a finger.

When the tender texture of the rabbit meat opened between his lips and teeth, for no reason, Lin Yu suddenly collapsed, and tears fell down like bursting pipes.

While chewing the rabbit head in her mouth carefully, she cried silently, crying very ugly.

The women were all frightened by her, Honghua said: "She must have never eaten such a delicious thing, it's so pitiful."

Women are always soft-hearted, seeing her like this, can't help but pity her.

Fortunately, Lin Yu couldn't understand their conversation, otherwise she would have cried even more.

She swallowed the meat in her mouth, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and soon returned to normal, picked up the bamboo strips on the ground, and continued weaving the bamboo cage without making a sound.

No matter what, she wants to live.

What she doesn't know is that there is another observer in the cave, the observer who takes her as the object of observation.

Zhang Tian looked at her from a distance, seeing her burst into tears suddenly, he could more or less understand her mood.

Obviously a promising future star in the archaeological circle, suddenly fell into a precarious situation with no food to eat, who would not collapse?
Seeing her calm down quickly and accept the reality, Zhang Tian was a little impressed.

He wasn't going to identify herself to her, at least not yet.

On the one hand, it is because he has to abide by his grandmother's warning and keep a distance from the savages; on the other hand, he hopes to get a strong and reliable partner, not just rely on his tools.

Bringing her back to the tribe was the greatest help he could give, and next, she had to gain a foothold in the tribe by virtue of her own abilities.

(End of this chapter)