Prehistoric Chef [ Danmei MTL]

6~ Xiao Ming Is In Danger, Move, And House!

Gao Ming touched his chin and muttered, "Primitives are really brave!"

"Brother Gao Ming, what did you say?" Landa asked.

Gao Ming shook his hand, "I said your brother recovered so quickly!"

After a meal of black fruit soup, Bu Jia's face looked much better, and he walked in the cave when he got off the stone platform. Although half of his shoulder could not be moved, he felt very energetic, it is good.

Landa nodded, just like Gao Ming praised him, and smiled and said, "My brother is the best!"

After a meal, Gao Ming is now thinking about it. 

A wounded Bu Jia cannot eat fruit all day long, right? 

He and Landa can deal with it for two or three days, but Bu Jia must eat nutritious, it is best to nourish blood.

"Landa, do you know if there is any kind of fruit here." Gao Ming fingered the size of the red dates. "It's so big, the appearance is red, it was green before it was ripe, and it tastes crispy and sweet." To be exposed.

Landa thought for a long time, and shook his head, "I haven't seen it here, nor near the cave where I lived before, never seen it before, brother Gao Ming, what did you say about it?"

"A kind of blood tonic from us, your brother need to make up for it after bleeding so much..." Gao Ming said in a low voice, thought for a while, and then said.

"There is no pheasant nearby? It's just a kind of running on the ground, not flying high, covered with hair——"

"I know "He didn’t help me just now. Now he know, Landa said quickly.

"Gu Gu, Brother Gao Ming, do you say Gu Gu?"

Gao Ming discovered that the things they named were very straightforward, either the taste of the fruit or the sound characteristics.

It's easy to distinguish. Nodded, "Should be, is there any gugu here? I want to catch one or two and make a soup."

"There are some gugu, but they are not tasty, they are stupid, and sometimes they hit the tree. Come on." Landa frowned, remembering that he had been hungry and couldn't stand it once before.

It was really unpalatable. "Their hair is not easy to pull, even if the meat is pulled off, it is not delicious."

Of course you don’t taste it raw. Gao Ming only had to imagine Landa and the others eating raw chicken, it would be uncomfortable.

The chicken feathers would be scalded with boiling water, and they had no fire.

They would pick up the chicken feathers at will, gnawing at the chicken skin, and nauseous thinking about it. Quickly waved his hand and said wisely. "Just catch it."

Ordered lunch for Cuckoo. Originally, Bu Jia was left to rest. No one knew that Bu Jia was unwilling.

Gao Ming wanted Bu Jia to be there, and his heart was calm. In case there are large animals, Bu Jia can still point him and Landa. 

So Gao Ming and Landa held the stone bowl, and Bu Jia held Gao Ming improved cloth bag.

The clever Qiuyi is considered useless, and both sleeves are cut, so it simply fasten the collar cuffs with cloth strips, and pick some fruits later to be used as cloth bags.

Bu Jia escaped once, and Landa seemed to have grown up overnight. 

When he arrived in the woods, his expression was firm, and he could see that he looked a bit like Bu Jia from the side. Holding Bu Jia's bone knife in his hand, he carefully observed the environment of the woods.