Reborn Primitive Age

84 Genius

The snowman built by the people next to Gongliang was exactly as he had expected, because the lower body was too soft and often fell down because it was not photographed properly.

Some people pile up and pile up, and they have experience, so they don't pile up big ones at all, but only pile up small ones.

But I don't know what to pile up in the end. After seeing the snowmen made by Gongliang, each of them suddenly realized, their brains were wide open, and all kinds of snowmen were piled up. It made Gongliang look bad. .

Some of them are piled up in the shape of beasts, some are piled up in the shape of sharp-billed fierce birds, and some are piled up in the shape of humans, but the shape of a human is just that of a human. Why do you put a thick branch under it?Does the snowman have birds?Regardless of whether it exists or not, Gongliang has never seen it anyway.

Compared to these people, Yuhan was a little stubborn, thinking about building a snowman bigger than Gongliang.

She just ignored the solid foundation, that is, patted her lower body firmly, causing the snowman to fall over and over again, and she was so angry that she threw the shovel back to Xiaoshi.

Xiaoshi didn't care. He took back the shovel and continued to build a snowman. However, he learned how to be smart, and imitated Gongliang to take the snow below one by one, and then slowly piled up.

Yuhan's eyes lit up, and he felt that it was good, so he put his hands on his waist, gesticulating and directing blindly beside him.

She thought in her heart that she would not have shoveled the snow if she had known earlier, which made herself extremely tired.But just now, it was obvious that the boy next to him helped to carry the snow and piled it on it, okay, she herself just took a few symbolic shots at best, is she tired?

After Gongliang finished building the snowman, he also came to guide Xiaoshi.

How to put it, he is also a successful person who has seen countless snowmen and built a four-meter-high snowman.

Under his guidance, Yuhan's blind instructions, and the help of the boys next to him, Xiaoshi's snowman was finally built.

Of course, Yuhan said that she directed it herself, and in the end the snowman was even bigger than Gongliang's super fat snow panda.

Looking at the huge snowman that was built, Yuhan jumped and screamed with joy.This caused a chain reaction, and the people who made snowmen beside them also cheered.The onlookers also yelled.The adults next to it laughed, and so did the woman sewing the animal skin.For a while, the tribe fell into a sea of ​​joy, but it drove away the fear and sorrow caused by the herd of beasts attacking the tribe.

The tribal warriors who went out to inspect the herd returned near noon, carrying some small frozen beasts on their backs, probably frozen to death by the heavy snow last night.

The warriors of Yanbu saw that there was still such a bargain, and when they heard that the herd had left, they immediately walked out of the gate of the village, wanting to see if there was such a good thing.

The Asabe people came back, but it was just as Gongliang expected.The ground is covered with snow, and the landscape of mountains and rivers has changed. It is impossible to find out where the tribe is suitable for reconstruction. We can only wait for the snow to melt.

Nothing to do in the afternoon, Gongliang went out to dig wild vegetables.

As for the water onions, wild garlic, wild leeks and wild ginger he grew in the fruit space, he never admitted that these things were vegetables.

Besides, if you eat too much green onion, you will fart; if you eat too much leek, you will get angry; if you eat too much wild garlic, you will have bad breath; It's just a side dish; and the mountain ginger is a fire starter. Anyway, none of the several things are normal, and it is not a vegetable that can be eaten frequently.

The place where wild vegetables grow outside is covered with a thick layer of snow. If you want to dig wild vegetables, you must dig out the snow.

But after digging, Gong Liang found that all the wild vegetables below had been frozen.

But who told him to have nothing to eat now?So I can only make do with it.

Occasionally, I saw some lucky ones that were not frostbitten, but unfortunately there were only a few trees, and they were useless at all.Even the black ears and wild mills that grow on the trees are the same. They are all frostbitten by the snow. When the sun shines, the water keeps dripping, but they are frozen by the cold weather, forming strips of ice hanging on the trees.Even so, Gongliang picked it off, better than nothing!

When he got home, he used animal bones, black ears, and wild mills to stew soup, and the frozen wild vegetables were used to stir-fry the animal meat, or stir-fried. He made several dishes in total and ate them deliciously. a meal.

After eating, Gong Liang leaned on the chair and touched his stomach, feeling that he finally came back to life.

If he continues to eat animal meat, he probably won't die of starvation before he dies of boredom.

Yuan Gun Gun is not very satisfied with the food at night. It likes to eat meat, eat meat, eat meat, and has to say important things three times.

But Gongliang made him eat vegetables, which made him very dissatisfied, so much so that he struggled with his face when eating, wandering between eating and not eating, and finally couldn't resist his hunger, so he ate anyway.But after eating, he went back to his nest, planning to sleep by himself at night and not accompany Gongliang.

The chick is easy to feed, and it will eat whatever Gongliang gives it.

I haven't been in the fruit space recently, so before going to bed, Gongliang goes in.

Nothing changed inside, but a small moon-like bead appeared in the sky.

Gongliang is already immune to all kinds of strange things that happen in the space, so he doesn't feel anything strange.Looking at the three-color rice, it grows well, but it is still a long time before it matures.

It's a pity that the ferocious beasts that attacked the tribe could not be brought in. Otherwise, it would be watered with the blood of those beasts killed by the tribe. It is estimated that the three-color way will be familiar soon.

Recently, the tribe divided a lot of animal meat. Gong Liang marinated some of them and hung them in the stilted building. At this time, he went up to have a look and found that the marinating was good, the color was clear, with oily luster and meaty aroma. It must be good bacon in the future.

After looking at it, he left the space.

The chick kept staring at the direction where he disappeared, and buried his head under the wings to sleep when he came out.

Early the next morning, when we went out after dinner, it was still white outside.

It snowed again last night, and the ground was covered with a thick layer. Even the panda snowmen made by Gongliang were covered with snowflakes.He walked up to the snowman's head and stepped on it, stepped on the fluffy snowflakes firmly, and then slid down from it. It felt very enjoyable, just like playing on a slide when he was a child.

Yuan Gun Gun looked at it, followed suit, and jumped on the snowman's head.

It's a pity that I didn't stand firm on my feet, and rolled down from the top, directly turning into a big snowball.

Gong Liang walked over to pick it up, shook it vigorously, and the snowflakes scattered in all directions.

But Yuan Gungun yelled at him in dissatisfaction. It rolled down and nothing happened, but it was dizzy from being shaken by him, and it couldn't tell east, west, south, north.

Gongliang didn't expect kindness to be regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey, so he put it down.The little guy immediately curled up and rolled in the snow.Now it has rolled out of tricks, no longer rolling in a straight line, it likes to roll left and right, roll around and return to Gongliang for a while, to show its presence, and then roll out again.

The chick also jumped down from above.

Compared with the round and round, the little thing is much more stable, flapping its soft wings and jumping down bit by bit.

When he reached the bottom, he quickly chased after Yuan Gun Gun.The little guy recently fell in love with the game of chasing round and rolling snowballs.

Gong Liang stood in front of the super fat panda snowman he made, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was a genius. In his previous life, no one could make such a big snowman by himself.

This skill should belong to the master level.

While he was chanting shamelessly, a strong fragrance suddenly wafted from a distance.

After smelling it, it seemed to be the smell of three-color rice, so he hurriedly walked towards the rice field.

Yuan Gungun looked at it, quickly got up from the ground, and chased after it with Xiaoji.

(End of this chapter)