Infrastructure Guide

Chapter 5

Meng Sheng didn't care much about meeting Kong Jia today. He got the salt and returned to the cave in a hurry.

He smashed the salt stone with an axe, and the yellow and white salt fused with the stone in bits and pieces. It was not easy to remove the sand and stone and leave only the salt.

The conditions of the cave were poor, and he didn't pay much attention to it. After grinding it together, he smeared and marinated the meat directly. Anyway, washing the meat when he wanted to eat it was the same.

In a salt rock, there is not much salt. He smeared a small amount of it, and he can smear half of the meat in the cave. What remained was a handful of crystal-like salt that Qiu Wan had given him, and he also ground it. He didn't plan to use this good-quality salt for curing meat, but wanted to use it for cooking.

After staying in the cave for so long, he almost always ate barbecued meat. There were no pots and pans in the cave. Some time ago, he was busy hunting for food, and he didn't have time to pick up the cooking utensils. He took advantage of the food in the cave now. Feng Feng, after he marinated the meat, went out of the cave to find stones to make pots and bowls.

There was a fairly wide area outside his cave. There were no big trees, and the sun would directly shine down. The grass on the ground was very lush, some of which were taller than people. He took out the machete and cleaned the weeds.

When the weeds fell, they couldn't hide the stones below. He picked a sturdy and easy-to-polish stone. He was going to make a stone pot. , and the result remains motionless.

"Fuck it, it's so heavy!"

He pinned the machete behind him and spat in his palm. He remembered that it was mentioned in the encyclopedia that the use of breath by males can increase strength and has huge potential.

He glanced at it a few times before, mainly because he remembered the characteristic that breath should not be left on females or sub-females, but he has not used his breath ability well.

So in a rush, he squatted down without reserve and tried again, with the flow of breath, he was shocked to find that he actually picked up the stone!

After trying to walk two steps, it was very light, and he couldn't help but say to himself: "Is it really that powerful?"

At this time, there was a strong masculine atmosphere around him, it was a grassy smell, which was actually quite fresh, but he didn't I don't like the smell of a big man other than manly.

Ever since he knew that primordial males would emit breath, he held them back, preventing others from smelling them. Of course, he wouldn't put a dog's nose to sniff other people's odors.

When he smelled the strong grass and trees smell coming from his body, he always put it away, but almost in an instant, his sudden powerful strength was like a box being locked, and it was gone all at once. Lao Gao's big rock that was held in his arms fell with a "bang", smashing a small hole on the ground.

He flicked his fingernails that had been scratched from the edge of the stone, as if he had touched some doorway, so according to what he thought, he tried again. The more time it is, the lighter the stone in the arms becomes.

So, he simply tried to release all the breath that could be released from his body, and at this time, the heavy stone was so light that he could lift it above his head.

Like a barbell, he lifted the stone up and down into the cave.

After tasting the sweetness of the breath, he couldn't stop it, and finally fully understood the words introduced in the encyclopedia, that the male breath symbolizes the male ability.

The breath gave him great strength, and he even smelled this fragrance, and it went down a lot on his nose.

In one afternoon, he used the stone and the tools he owned to create a stone pot with his breath, and also chiseled two stone bowls.

When the twilight-like sunset light sprinkled on the edge of his cave, the stone pot in the cave was filled with water, and the fire under the pot was burning brightly.

Meng Sheng put his hand into his hand. Although the heat transfer of stone is not as good as that of iron, the conditions in the cave have improved to a new level. The water that was still cold when he came back was already warm, and he hadn't felt it for a long time. The temperature of the hot water, so there is no need to go to the river to take a cold bath in the future.

He made a set of pots and bowls, and he also mastered the control of breath, but he killed two birds with one stone.

When the water was hot, he threw a large piece of the leg bone of a beast into the soup to make the soup. It was a beast about the size of an adult wild boar. It was probably still in its infancy and had little attack power. An axe hunted it in the past, the taste is average, and it feels rough and sassy.

After simmering for an estimated half an hour, he threw ten catties of pork into it. After using the breath today, it was a lot of consumption, and he felt that he could eat a lot.

As dusk faded and the sky gradually darkened, the temperature outside was quite low, but at this time the cave was warmed by the fire, and the smell of meat from the salted meat not only filled the cave, but even filled the cave. drifted outside the cave.

At this time, the female passing by fetching water from the outside smelled the strange smell of meat, and couldn't help but stop and looked at the cave where the fire was shining

. In the end, she still didn't dare to get close to it. Although she came into contact with him today, the male neighbor seemed to get along very well, but when she met Kong Jia, she never dared to determine what a male was like just by getting along for a moment.

The smell of meat lingered in her nose, but she still thought secretly, no matter what, if the relationship is good, she and Qiu Juan are both weak, this male might be able to take care of their mother and son, she restrained her appetite, Carrying a large bamboo bucket to his own cave.

There was salt and hot broth. Meng Sheng was solid and full. The meat of the beast didn't taste very good, but the soup was really good. It was clear and not greasy. He used a stone bowl to serve three or four bowls. Drink, and at the end there is half a pot of soup and some meat left.

After nibbling on a few red berries, Meng Sheng leaned on the cave wall contentedly and decided to make the rest for breakfast tomorrow morning.

It seemed to be colder than usual tonight, so instead of going back to the stone bed, he fell asleep beside the fire.

The next day, he was awakened by the urge to urinate, so he went out to urinate.

It was still gray outside the cave. He didn't change his clothes last night, he just wore an animal skin skirt, and now he has to untie the animal skin when urinating. Or females, I'm afraid they thought they were going to do something to other people.

He lowered his head and glanced at his well-proportioned abs and masculine wheat-colored skin. Personally, he thought it was still worth seeing, no matter how obscene it was.

After finishing the solution, he pulled the hay back into the cave. The firewood had been burned last night, and now there are only some sparks. After he ignited the sparks with the hay, he threw a few sticks of firewood in to warm the soup.

Although it was still early, there was a wet dew outside, but he didn't plan to go to sleep again. He wanted to go out and try his luck to see if he could find a salt rock, and then pick some berries and come back. Tomatoes are almost finished with berries.

The oil in the stone pot gradually melted when it was heated, and when the fragrance slowly came out, it was already bright outside.

He scooped up a bowl of broth, and was about to drink it when he suddenly heard a rustling sound outside the cave, the sound of stepping on weeds. After using his breath skillfully, he found that he became more alert when he let it out a little.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave with the stone bowl in his hand, he heard shouts from outside: "Meng Sheng, are you up yet?"

"Aunt Luo?" He was a little surprised when he saw the female standing under the cave.

Luo smiled and walked towards him: "I went out to pick some wild vegetables yesterday, and Ah Hu always felt embarrassed to accept your food, so let me bring you some wild vegetables as a thank you." The

female handed him two handfuls of wild vegetables: "I have a handful of weak bones, and I can't go out hunting. I can only pick some wild vegetables and wild fruits. Even the tribe's gathering team won't want me. I hope you don't dislike this thing."

"Aunt Luo, you He Qiu Juan is too polite." Meng Sheng said that the wild vegetables brought by the female had been treated, the soil on them had been washed, and the yellowed leaves had also been plucked, all of which were fresh and tender leaves. It's enough to see that people are using their minds. He took the wild vegetables, which happened to be absent in the cave.

Seeing that he didn't mean to dislike it, Luo was very happy: "We live in a nearby cave. Ah Hu and the orphans and widow mothers and I have to rely on you to take care of one or two. Ah Hu has a hard temper, and sometimes I have a headache."

"Don't worry . I will do my best to take care of it."

After speaking, Meng Sheng suddenly remembered what was in his pot. He was carrying wild vegetables, thinking that it might be better to throw them into the pot and cook, crispy vegetables that he hadn't eaten for several days. , by the way, give Luo the meat he cooked with salt.

"Aunt Luo, wait." The

female didn't know what he was going to do, and she was embarrassed to follow a male into the cave alone, so she had to wait at the entrance of the cave. However, at this time, she smelled the meat smell from last night again, because Near the cave, the smell of meat was much stronger than what she smelled yesterday. She vaguely guessed that Meng Sheng might be having breakfast.

She couldn't help being a little embarrassed, it was really not the right time.

Meng Sheng picked up the pork left over from yesterday and the animal meat he didn't like. There was no such a big bowl to hold the meat, so he had to use five large leaves to put the meat in.

He held the hot food and brought it to Luo: "This is the meat I cooked yesterday, and it was cooked with the salt Qiu Juan gave. It tastes good. Aunt Luo will take it back and try it."

Luo simply came to give some wild vegetables , I really didn't expect Meng Shenghui to give food generously. Although the meat that the males brought out was unprecedentedly fragrant, she really didn't have the face to take it.

"No, I can't ask for your stuff anymore."

"It's boiled with your salt, and there's not a lot of meat. I'm afraid it won't be enough for you and Qiu Juan to eat. I just thought it tasted good and wanted to share it with you. There is no other meaning."

Seeing that the female was still hesitating, he added: "Now that Qiu Wan is injured, he should be given some good food, and he will be able to go out hunting if he gets better soon. If Aunt Luo doesn't think about Qiu I'm tired, I'm still embarrassed, next time you pick up wild vegetables, give me some more, I like those wild vegetables very much."

Luo smiled helplessly, the male who was reluctant to talk in the past actually said everything, but he didn't He was embarrassed to refuse: "You child is too talkative."

"That's the truth."

Luo held the warm meat with a touch of emotion on his face: "Then I'll bring you wild vegetables."

"That's great. "

Luo suddenly remembered something: "You said this is for cooking? Do you have a pot in your cave?"

Meng Sheng pointed to his stone pot: "It was chiseled yesterday."

Luo's eyes widened a little. : "There are not many stone pots in our tribe. At present, I only know of the caves of the two chiefs and some very powerful male caves. It is not easy to cut stone pots."

She also ate cooked meat before. It was almost winter every year. When she went to the chief to collect supplies, the chief would cook some cooked meat and distribute it to the disadvantaged in the tribe. For them who are used to eating raw meat, the taste of cooked meat is not good. How good, but I don't know why Meng Sheng's is so fragrant when it is the same cooked meat.

Meng Sheng was a little surprised: "Really? If you need it in Aunt Luo's cave, I can dig one for you when I have time."

Seeing the understatement of the male, Luo was speechless in surprise. You must know the stone pot in the chief's cave. But the powerful male in the tribe took more than ten days to chisel it out.

Meng Sheng's idea of ​​being a weak male has long been ingrained. She felt that Meng Sheng's stone pot should have been formed naturally. It happened that he found it and brought it back for a simple decoration. She never thought that Meng Sheng had powerful abilities. And advanced tools as an aid.

She smiled and didn't say it clearly, but said politely, "Okay, if you're free, I'll ask you. Qiu Juan has long wanted a stone pot. When he was a child, every time he went to the chief's house, Everyone who gets food is clamoring for the chief's pot, but it's a joke."

Meng Sheng couldn't think of a woman who always seemed to be serious and serious, what it was like to cry when she was a child, I guess the contrast is very big, it should be quite cute.

He smiled, but took it to heart.

"Then I'll go back first, Qiu Juan is still waiting for me." "Aunt Luo walk slowly."

After Ya female left, Meng Sheng returned to the stone pot with a smile and sent all the meat out, leaving only the pot left. He didn't feel bad about some meat foam, he threw all the wild vegetables into the pot, the soup was already boiling, the wild vegetables were slightly scalded, crispy, fresh and delicious, just like eating hot pot, he ate the wild vegetables without any leftovers. a clean.

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