Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 33

Back home, Gong Liang was not in a hurry to open the animal skin roll that the witch gave him, but put it aside, and began to summarize the experience and lessons of this hunting.

First, he found that after entering the jungle, a spear was more convenient than a two-handed sword.

First, the spear itself is about three meters long, which can effectively block the attack of the beast when it is approaching, and avoid being hurt. Moreover, there is no need for complicated moves in the jungle, just know how to dodge and attack. Spear is undoubtedly the best choice.Secondly, the spear can also be used for throwing. The power of throwing the spear with all the strength is undoubtedly greater than that of the bow and arrow.When hunting, if you can bring two short spears, and when you see a beast, use the short spear to attack first, and then use the long spear to attack, it should be easier to deal with the beast.

Second, he was too careless when he went hunting this time.

The jungle is not home, nor is hunting, and accidents may happen at any time.

Even if you can't see all directions with your eyes and listen to all directions with your ears, you should always be careful and pay attention.For example, after I saw the three-color rice this time, my mind was completely fascinated by the three-color rice, and I completely forgot that I was in the jungle, and there might be danger at any time.If the two leaders hadn't rescued him, he might have become delicious meat in the mouth of the big owl, and he might have even turned into a pile of excrement after it digested it.

The third is that the body is too weak.

Earlier, after beating his body with an iron rod and wearing iron plates to remove the impetuous energy in his body caused by eating animal meat, he has always felt in good health, very strong, and has great strength.

Looking at it now, it is far from enough, and we must pay attention to it in the future.

It's just that it's inconvenient to beat the body with an iron rod. Now that he doesn't use it, what should he do?

After thinking about it, he decided to start tomorrow, get up in the morning and run with heavy loads, and practice throwing spears in the afternoon, so that he must practice to the point where he is sure to hit a hit.Among them, more training is required in terms of physical strength, otherwise when hunting and chasing fierce beasts in the forest or being chased by powerful beasts, if they cannot run, it will be over.

After thinking about it, he went out to Yehan's blacksmith shop.

This time he went out, his biggest gain was eating a lot of beast meat and drinking a lot of beast blood, which increased his strength a lot.Due to the increase in strength, the iron plates he wears on his body are too light now, so he has to wear some heavier iron plates, or wear a pair of iron armor on his body.

For Yehan, making a short spear is easy,

Now many people from the tribe come to him to make spears. Over time, his experience in making spears has become more and more abundant, the speed of making spears is getting faster and better, and the quality is getting better and better.Now that he was making spears, he didn't need to forge bit by bit. He only needed to melt the forged iron ingot into molten iron and put it in a clay mold to solidify.So, not long after Gongliang went, he got back two short spears. As for the iron armor he wanted, he had to wait two days because it needed to be forged.

Going back with the short spear, Gongliang was a little hungry, so he wanted to cut up some beast meat and cook, when he suddenly thought of the three-color rice that was left.

A total of 250 grains of the three-color rice were harvested, fifty of which became seeds, and he gave Wu more than a dozen grains, leaving more than 100 grains.

He didn't know how long he hadn't eaten, let alone dry rice, he hadn't even had a sip of porridge since he got here.In his previous life, he was from southern Fujian. Can a Fujianese be called a Fujianese if he doesn't eat?It's all tears! !Now that there are more than 100 grains of rice in his hand, he feels a little itchy in his heart and wants to eat it very much.

Just can't eat more, because some will be left for seeds.So he took 25 grains of three-color rice and shelled them, then added water and boiled them in a pot.

There was a lot of firewood in the stove, and the blazing flames reflected Gongliang's face red.

Looking at the stove, he felt that his life was a tragedy.

It is really helpless for him to count grains when people eat one catty and two catties, or one bowl and two bowls.

After a while, the porridge was cooked. Gongliang quickly took some fresh beast meat and cut it into small pieces, then put some marinated Xiaoxi fish powder to taste, then mixed with a little yam powder, and put it into the cooked porridge middle.After rolling twice, the meat is cooked, and the fresh beast meat porridge is out of the oven.

The three-color rice itself has a natural fragrance, which becomes more intense after being cooked, mixed with the smell of beast meat, forming a unique fragrance, which is very appetizing.

Twenty or so grains of rice is not a lot, plus the beast meat, it is only a stone bowl.

But even a bowl made Gongliang ecstatic.He couldn't remember how long he hadn't had porridge.Regardless of the fact that the porridge was still hot, he picked it up and took a sip. He was immediately scalded and screamed, and quickly put the porridge on the table to wait for it to cool.At this moment, he only felt that the night was so long.

Finally, the porridge was cold enough to be eaten.

He couldn't wait to pick up the beast meat porridge and poured it into his mouth.At this time, in his eyes, the beast meat porridge was not just a bowl of porridge to satisfy his hunger, but a bowl full of nostalgia and memories of his hometown.

He couldn't help closing his eyes and thinking about it.

I licked my mouth, but couldn't feel the slightest taste of porridge.Because he drank it too fast, he didn't have time to taste the taste of the three-color rice.It really tastes like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, what a pity.

"Ow Oo"

Seeing Gongliang eating and not calling himself, the little guy hugged his leg and yelled dissatisfiedly below.

Gong Liang had forgotten that there was still a little guy, and a bowl of porridge was not enough to fill his stomach, so he went to the kitchen, intending to cook something more.Suddenly, a hot current flowed from the abdomen to the limbs, making the body warm, and the strength seemed to increase slightly.Thinking of the porridge I ate just now, could it be that the three-color rice can also increase strength?It should be like this, although he also put a little beast meat into it to cook just now, but it is not enough energy.It seems that this three-color rice is not bad, with pure energy, not as mixed as beast meat, and it does not have the feeling of hotness, power and frivolity after eating beast meat.

No wonder Wu ate a grain of three-color rice and strongly supported him in planting it. After thinking about it, he also knew the benefits of three-color rice.

But how can the three-color rice be so easy to grow, remember this time for harvesting.He had poured a full nine bags of ferocious beast blood, that was enough for one plant, not to mention fifty.

However, since Wu said that he would give full support to the leader, could he be more self-serving?In an instant, Gongliang thought of a dirty idea.

After cooking something to eat with the little guy, Gong Liang sat back on the chair.Looking at the little guy with a chubby belly after eating, Gong Liang thought about whether to give it a name, so that it will be easy to call in the future, what name should he choose?I remember that there were many names of pandas in the previous life, such as Pingping, Anan, Dandan, Lingling, Xingxing, Lanlan, Kangkang, Huanhuan, Feifei, Yanyan, Li Li, Jiajia, Jingjing, Tiantian, Baobao, Yingying, Beibei, Shaoshao, Qiangqiang, Tuantuan, Yuanyuan, Maomao, Kaikai, Xinxin and so on.

It's just that these names seem too common.

Gongliang took a look at the little guy who had to be hugged by him, and when he saw its chubby stomach, he had an idea and decided to name it "Yuangungun".

This name sounds extraordinary, fresh and refined, and it is too in line with its own character.

The sleeping little guy didn't know that he had been given such a weird name, and he was sleeping soundly on Gongliang's stomach.

(End of this chapter)