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Chapter 92

The arrow drew a perfect arc, silently.

The pheasant, which was rummaging for food not far away, raised its head alertly, and was immediately pierced by sharp arrow clusters through its neck, and the kinetic energy of the arrows knocked it to the ground.

It fluttered its wings frantically, and soon stopped moving. To the end of its life, it did not understand what kind of terrible thing killed it, and there were no signs of natural enemies nearby.

"Amazing, Gu!"

"How can you shoot so accurately? You can hit such a thin neck from such a long distance!"

"Bows and arrows are really strong, that stupid bird has never noticed us from the beginning to the end, if we still use slings, we must have been exposed long ago!"

Awe-inspiring young hunters emerge from behind the bushes, and Gu, bow and arrow in hand, walks over to pick up his prey, all smiles on his face.

Actual combat is the best practice. Aiming at the prey and aiming at the target are completely different things.

When he was hiding behind the bushes and aiming at the pheasant just now, he felt that the world was clean all of a sudden, the mountain wind stopped howling, as if his heartbeat had stopped, and when he let go of his fingers and the arrow flew out of the string, he was so excited Trembling all over!

I really am a born archer!

Gu is not without thinking proudly.

When he returned to the cave after a day of hunting, Gu's archery skills were much better than in the morning.

The fishing team is also back.

The young hunters were surprised to find that their old chief, Miao, had a red face and was talking and laughing happily with the women, as if he had a second spring of life.

Miao is also not without pride.

He caught a lot of fish today, second only to Zhang Tian and Xiao. Of course, there is an element of luck. In any case, it is the first time for him to fish. To have such a harvest, even uncle Langya had to Thumbs up, acknowledging his identity as a fisherman.

Miao suddenly realized that he might not be that old yet.

It is true that he can't throw a spear or run, but he can still hold a fishing rod and catch fish. He has enough patience to stand dry by the river for a day. Hard for hunters to do.

He was happy, as happy as when he harvested the grain, but when the harvest was for the Horde, now he was happy for himself.

Zhang Tian saw Miao's mental journey throughout the day, from being uneasy at the beginning to finding confidence later, the more he fished, the more courageous he became.

He roughly understands Miao's mood. The fishing team is dominated by older people, not only because the older people are more calm, but also because fishing makes these people who have lost their physical fitness and are no longer suitable for high-intensity hunting find themselves again. value, value to the tribe.

A pleasant evening starts with dinner.

Under Lin Yu's training, the women's cooking skills became more and more exquisite. They skillfully used all kinds of cooking utensils and kitchen utensils. The kitchen knife that Zhang Tian exchanged finally played its original role. The light of the knife kept falling, and it was easy to cut and slaughter ingredients. It is as easy as splitting leaves, which greatly improves the efficiency of cooking.

The pheasants and birds brought back by the men were plucked and their internal organs were removed, and they were stewed into a pot of fragrant chicken soup in a clay pot. The delicious smell soon filled the cave, making everyone's index fingers move.

Tiger Tongue performs multi-line operations with his proficient skills, and grills dozens of fish and prey at the same time. He flips the grilled food, sprinkles spices, and has a chic posture.

Of course, multigrain porridge is indispensable. Since grains were domesticated by the two-legged beasts on this land, they have always been the most important staple food on the dining table of the working people, and have experienced an evolution that lasted tens of thousands of years along with humans.

The children gathered around the stove, begging for food from their mothers and sisters.

While I was busy, I suddenly heard a shout from outside the cave: "It smells so good! It seems that we came in time, just in time for dinner! Hahaha..."

Then came the laughter of the men.

Lan Hua looked up, and saw a group of men and women coming up the mountain with torches in their hands, the leader was the white-clothed Sheng Xue, who was it if he wasn't a pine cone?

People from the Big Tree Tribe arrived as promised, except for the seven men who came last time, they also brought four young women who were not able to conceive.

"Oh! How did you arrive before us? Could it be that you set off in a hurry before the maple leaves fell?"

Song Guo saw the hunters of the Yougu Tribe at a glance, and was a little surprised, clearly they were much closer to the Dahe Tribe.

Miao smiled and said, "We are far away, so we set off two days earlier to avoid keeping you waiting."

"How long has it been?"

"It was only yesterday."

The chiefs greeted each other, and Lanhua welcomed the guests into the cave on behalf of the disabled grandmother.

Song Guo led the people to salute in front of Grandma, and the four new women actively joined the ranks of cooking, but they immediately discovered one thing: they knew nothing about the cooking method of the Dahe Tribe!Never even heard of it!
From cooking utensils: stoves, knives, all kinds of pottery, to all kinds of spices, they are all unheard of things!
They were at a loss and could only stand aside like the children who were waiting to beg for food. They couldn't help but blame the men. After they went back, they praised the changes of the Dahe Tribe, but they didn't mention this point. Catch them off guard.

Honghua, who brought more ingredients from the cave, saw their crampedness, and kindly invited them to choose vegetables and clean the ingredients together.

When new guests come, it is natural to cook some extra food.

"Are you Song Guo's older sister? Song Ye?"

"Yes." Songye nodded with a smile, "Sister Honghua has a good memory."

"I remember you have two children?"

"There's only one left... Alas!"

Honghua comforted her and said: "You are still young, unlike me, every child is gone, one is missing, and there is no chance to have children..."

The women chatted about their family affairs, and soon became acquainted with each other and became friends.

The last time they ate and drank for free, this time they came again, and the Big Tree tribe brought dried meat, grains, and the most abundant specialty on their land - pine nuts.

Having obtained the grains from the Yougu tribe and the bows and arrows from the Dahe tribe, they have been freed from hunger these days, which also made the people of the Dashu tribe believe more and more that their prayers to the sky had been answered.

At this time, they took out part of the food they carried with them and handed it over to the host, which was regarded as "food expenses" for tonight.

Pine needle sucked her nose frantically, and said with emotion: "It smells so good! Am I too hungry? Why do I feel that tonight's food is more delicious than last time?"

Not only him, but his clan members all felt the same way. They thought that the food they tasted in the Dahe Tribe last time was already extremely delicious. They didn't expect that after a while, the cooking skills of the women had improved again. building!

Not only that, but they also noticed some other conspicuous changes: the stove at the entrance of the cave, the row of brightly colored water vats at the bottom of the cave wall, the strangely shaped bow that Tiger Head loves...

The life of the Dahe Tribe is so different day by day, which makes them amazed and envious.

(End of this chapter)