✓Prehistoric chef

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Chapter 29 Xiaoming's wife is so hungry and stressed!

At noon, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the clouds in the distance were dense, and the upper part of the sky was rumbling. Gao Ming looked out of the hole, and estimated that it would take a whole day.

"Cuckoo and Red Eyes should be brought in!" Gao Ming said. I originally thought that it would clear up after a while like before, but today it is estimated that it will be good to stop at night.

"I'll help you!" Landa put down the straw sandals in his hand. After a morning, they had a preliminary appearance and could be worn on the feet, but they were loose and loose. Landa insisted on putting them on.

The two of them opened the iron gate, Gu Gu and Red Eyes leaning on the mountain wall were almost drenched into fools, they looked pitiful, not to mention the bleating tied to the tree, that guy was smart enough not to stand under the tree, Try to stand outside the tree.

"This guy is really smart." Gao Ming led him by the hand. This guy is too big to take up space in the cave, but there is nothing he can do about it. He can't let it get wet. What if he dies? This is their important ration. Gao Ming handed the bleat rope to Bujia at the entrance of the cave, and he and Landa walked into the cave with each carrying a cage.

The goo-goo cage and the red-eyed cage are not big, so they don't take up much space. Gao Ming put them on the side of the firewood pile at the entrance of the cave. As for the bleat, they can only be put together, and they can't be put inside. The inside is where they sleep and eat .

One big bleat and two cages, the hole suddenly became much smaller.

Gao Ming roasted a piece of fish soup and cooked potato and black fruit soup. Generally, when you are not working, you don't need to eat too much. It is simple and nutritious. When you go out to hunt and do hard work, you will add barbecue. Gao Ming feels that he has the talent to be a master.

The black fruit is already sticky, boiled rotten glutinous potatoes mixed together, sprinkled with bacon foam, the taste is too fragrant after cooking. All three of them can eat spicy food, and Gao Ming put a lot of chili on the grilled fish. The peppers were dried in the sun for two or three days. Gao Ming picked up the dried ones and mashed them up. He made a tin can to store the pepper noodles. As for the rest, he dried them by the stove so that he could use dried peppers for cooking in the future.

Landa fed the red-eyed bleat to Goo-gu, the old leaves on the vines and hay to feed the bleat, and chopped up the rest with a hatchet for Goo-goo and Red-eye.

At noon, the three of them had dinner, and Gao Ming was sitting on the stone bench digesting before he heard two puffs. Landa's little face was flushed, and she whispered, "It's not me this time."

Bujia also shook his head. Gao Ming laughed and said: "The sound is not nearby, even if little Landa farted, it's nothing."

Landa blushed and said nothing, remembering that she farted yesterday while eating, it stinks, and she thought it was nothing before, but now I felt very awkward.

Seeing that Landa's face was turning red, Gao Ming stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, where there was a foul smell. A string of black ball-shaped shit.

"This guy pulls when he's full!" I couldn't stand it. Gao Ming had blue veins on his forehead, pinched his nose, why does this guy smell so bad!

Landa was distracted, and whispered: "Brother Xiao Ming, I'll just throw it out."

Gao Ming opened the iron gate, and the cold wind poured in through the iron fence, and the smell suddenly faded. Sitting on the stone bench, he said, "I'll clean it up later, don't worry about it."