✓Prehistoric chef

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Chapter 52 Xiao Ming is about to freeze to death, it's too cold!

Landa was shivering from the cold, and his teeth were chattering. Saduo let go of his hand and wanted to go down to add firewood, but as soon as he let go, Landa stuck to him. There was no way, so he had to whisper: "Landa let go!" , I'm going to add firewood."

"Cold." Landa tremblingly said. But slowly let go of your hands. Saduo hurried down, there was still King's bone soup on the stove, the soup had already boiled thick white, Saduo thought about it, took a bamboo tube and made bone soup, last time he drank this soup, Landa was hot at night Rubbing against him so much, it must be warm after drinking it now.

Holding the bamboo tube, he carefully carried it to the bed, saw that Bujia had also woken up, and whispered: "This soup is warm." Then he moved to Landa and said warmly: "Landa has fragrant soup, wake up and drink it before going to sleep Seeing that Landa was still awake, he fanned the air with one hand, and the scent rushed to the base of Landa's nose, Landa moved his nose first, and opened his eyes immediately.

Bujia also remembered that this soup could warm his body, so he quickly got out of bed and drank the soup. As soon as he turned around, he saw Gao Ming sitting on the bed and looking at him with a smile, "You think I'm that snack guy like Landa? Do you want to fan me?" Smell!"

Landa, who was drinking the soup, was very happy with her canine teeth bared, "The soup is really delicious." He didn't realize that Gao Ming was teasing him at this time, and he probably hadn't woken up from his dream.

Gao Ming took the bamboo tube from Bujia, took a sip, "I didn't put any salt in, how can it taste good!" Bujia heard that he sprinkled salt into the soup, stirred it, and took another bamboo tube, and handed over the one with salt. Give it to Gao Ming, he will drink it without salt.

In fact, the taste without salt is not bad, you can drink it. Dawang soup is worthy of being Dawang soup. The four people in the cave each went down in a bamboo tube, and the whole person became much warmer. Gao Ming added some cold water to the soup, added firewood and continued to boil until dawn.

The body was getting hot, and Landa fell down on the bed. Gao Ming took a look and said happily, "It's like a pig, sleep when you're full!" He yawned and was sleepy, "I want to sleep like a pig too. It's gone!"

Bujia put his arms around Gao Ming, and said with a smile in his voice, "Go to sleep!"

Soon there was the sound of breathing in the cave, and he slept until dawn.

Gao Ming stretched his waist. Dawang soup is indeed a good thing. It warms the bones and blood. It seems that he will drink a bucket of it before going to bed at night. Worn in a vest and wrapped in leather, the soup on the stove has boiled to a thick white color, and the aroma is compelling when the lid is lifted. Going out with a basin in heavy snow, Gao Ming opened the iron gate, seeing a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Bujia!" Gao Ming said blankly. The cold wind brought snowflakes blowing in front of him, Gao Ming shivered, the end of the aisle was already covered by snow, and the iron gate was only thirty or forty centimeters away.

Bujia came over and saw that the entire aisle was blocked by snow. He thought that this snow season would be colder than before, but he didn't expect the first snowfall to be so cold. Pulling Gao Ming, "You go into the cave first." Scooped a basin of snow at the entrance of the cave, put it on the stove, turned to Gao Ming and said, "I'm going to sweep the snow.

" Like chicken blood, he dived into the snow energetically. Gao Ming hurriedly shouted, "Dabai, Dabai is going to run away." He didn't care about it, so he ran after him.