The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 127 Meeting Fuxi, Teaching Cooking Skills, A Shocking Change!

The prehistoric times are endless, and many years have passed. Under the weak guidance of Fuxiqin, Jiang Shi finally determined the approximate scope of Fuxi's reincarnation, and settled down near a large river basin.

However, due to the supernatural power of the silly panda to conceal the secrets of the heavens, and the warnings of the Master Tongtian and the Empress Nuwa, Yuanshi Tianzun finally did not dare to send his disciples to chase and kill Jiang Shi openly, and only waited for a chance in the future to do another one.

This great river stretches endlessly. The land along the banks of the river is fertile and rich in products. The climate is pleasant and there are few natural disasters. Dozens of human tribes live on the vast land, with a total population of over one million.But among so many human races, it is not an easy task to find the reincarnation of the Great God Fuxi.

On this day, Jiang Shi was wandering on the big river, and suddenly saw a group of people gathered at a gentle tributary doing something.Jiang Shi fixed his eyes and saw that the leader was tall and tall, with a square head and square face, which was very imposing, but it also gave people a sense of reliability.At this time, the man was holding some vines and hemp plants in his hands, and was explaining something to the surrounding humans. After a while, a rough fishing net appeared in front of everyone.

Jiang Shi's heart moved, and the Fuxiqin in his arms trembled slightly, and there was a sound of joy, as if seeing a relative.

He was right!

There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.Jiang Shi laughed, pressed his cloud head and walked towards the group of humans. At this time, they had caught a lot of big fish and were happily preparing to go back to the tribe.

"Those in front, please stay!"

It is said that Fuxi recently watched spiders weaving webs to hunt, and led the tribe to the Luoshui River to try it out. The nets woven with rattan and hemp can really catch fish. He was very happy and was going back to the tribe to teach the tribe. Increased some rations, but suddenly heard someone shouting to stop himself and others, so he couldn't help but be careful.

Although there is no competition and punishment among the various tribes of the human race in this era, there are still cases of snatching each other for a bite of food.

Fu Xi followed the voice, and saw a handsome and strong human monk descending from the sky, followed by a black and white bear, which made the people behind him couldn't help but be amazed.

Jiang Shi patted the head of the Hanhan Panda, let him play by himself, came to this group of humans, raised his hand and said: "I am Jiang Shi, a monk of the human race. I saw the new things in everyone's hands. I am curious and dare to look at them." I don't know how to call you?"

Seeing Jiang Shi's kind attitude, Fuxi was relieved, and said in return: "I am Fuxi, the leader of the Fengzu tribe, and I have met the seniors. The thing in my hand is a "net", which can be used to catch some fish. The senior laughed."

Jiang Shi pretended to look at it, nodded, and suddenly changed the topic, going straight to the point: "Chief Fuxi, I see that you have an extraordinary demeanor, which is quite miraculous. I wonder if you would like to worship me as a teacher and learn some tricks?"

When Fuxi's family members heard this, they immediately became noisy, and they were happy for the head of the family. Just when Jiang Shi felt that the matter was settled, Fuxi asked seriously: "Dare to ask seniors, what can I learn?" means?"

Jiang Shi laughed, and waved his hands. Anyway, Fuxi has not yet entered Taoism and doesn't know much about it. He said braggingly, "It's not that I am boasting, but my way of rhythm is among the best in the prehistoric world. How about it? Learn the way of rhythm with me." Bar?"

He thought that Fuxi would worship at the end, but Jiang Shi was dumbfounded by the following words, unable to believe it.I only heard Fuxi say seriously: "Now the tribe lacks clothing and food, and my people live in a difficult life, but I don't have the heart to learn the way of rhythm. Thank you senior for being superior, but let's let it go , I’m going back to the tribe.”

Japan and Europe!This script is not right, Fuxi, the No. 1 master of the prehistoric music law, is not interested in the music law in his reincarnation!I must have made a mistake somewhere, right?Jiang Shi could even feel Fuxiqin in his arms crying silently, scolding the scumbag.

Seeing that Fuxi was about to leave, Jiang Shi hurriedly coughed and said in a deep voice, "Since this is the case, the poor Taoist priest can also teach you the method of cultivation, tame wild animals as domestic animals, and civilize the life etiquette of the people."

I thought it would impress Fuxi, but I only saw Fuxi looking over with a strange expression, hesitant to speak.And the people beside him summoned up their courage and said: "Master Dao, our patriarchs have already learned what you said, and even handed over the method to us and spread it to other tribes."

There is even a trace of contempt in the words: that's it?Just want to be the teacher of our patriarch?

Jiang Shi's abrupt old face turned red. It seemed that Emperor Xi was indeed the head of the Three Emperors. Even if he didn't intervene, at some point in the future, he would definitely become a saint by teaching the human race.The scary thing is that there are many dreams in the night, and at this time, Jiang Shi has to find a way to deal with Fuxi for the sake of his own face.

Before Jiang Shi could speak, Fuxi raised his hand and said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior, but I don't want to learn skills and means that are not beneficial to the people of my tribe. Please forgive me, senior."

Jiang Shi didn't like to hear these words, but he really didn't dare to say something that was of great benefit to the human race, for fear that Heaven would make something wrong.

Jiang Shi's thoughts turned, and he shouted: "Joke, I will let you see one of the three thousand roads, the mystery of the kitchen! Bring the fish!"

Under Fuxi's puzzled eyes, Jiang Shi stretched out his hand and lit a bonfire beside him; then with a swipe of his hand, a few sword qi flashed, and a fat fresh fish was ripped open and cleaned.

If Master Tongtian sees that Jiang Shi used the method of intercepting the teachings to pass on the skills, and the Shangqing Zhanxiao Sword will kill fish and eat them, he will be so angry that his face will turn red, and he will jump out to clean up the sect.

At this time, fire has spread among the various tribes of the human race, and everyone is no longer unfamiliar with cooked food. When they see Jiang Shi's grilled fish, they can't help but sneer, feeling that it is mediocre.

But when Jiang Shi spreads rock salt, red jam, and some edible seasonings collected along the road on the grilled fish, after being roasted by the flame, a strange fragrance will waft out, salty, hot, and intoxicating. .Fuxi and his party's eyes straightened immediately. Looking at the freshly baked grilled fish, they couldn't help swallowing "gulu, gulu".

Seeing Fuxi's longing eyes, Jiang Shi handed over the grilled fish, waved his hand and said, "Patriarch Fuxi, why don't you try the poor way of cooking?"

Fu Xi carefully took the red grilled fish, a seductive aroma that he had never smelled before filled his nostrils, he couldn't help biting it down, the fat and tender fish melted in his mouth, and a spicy feeling filled his mouth. The salty fragrance is so tempting that Fuxi enjoys it from the bottom of his soul.

"The teacher is here, and I will be worshiped by the apprentice!" Fuxi, who had finished eating the grilled fish, completely let go of his guard and went straight to the teacher without giving Jiang Shi a chance to respond: "The life of the human race is hard, and such delicious food will definitely lift the spirit of the human race. "

Although Jiang Shi felt that this style of painting seemed a bit wrong, and it misled the famous piano master in the prehistoric world into cooking, but he had already accepted Fuxi as his apprentice, so he didn't need to care about these details.

Jiang Shi laughed, helped Fuxi up, and said mysteriously: "In addition to the way of grilling, my teacher also has steaming and frying, and the most advanced way of hot pot. You can learn it slowly."

After some words, Fuxi's spirit was refreshed, and he felt that he still had a lot to learn.

From spring to autumn, Jiang Shi followed Fuxi back to his Fengzu tribe to live, and opened a simple cave on a hill not far away.

With the guidance and help of Jiang Shi, Fuxi improved the material of the net, increased the efficiency of fishing and hunting, and made clothing from fish skins and animal skins to the tribal people, and enhanced the efficiency of raising livestock.At this time, pottery pots have gradually appeared in human tribes. Jiang Shi taught Fuxi various seasonings and cooking methods, and let him bring them into people's lives.

The so-called basic necessities of life have always been the same since ancient times.Fast forward sixty years, under the leadership of Fuxi, the life of the Fengzu tribe is getting better and better, and it is getting stronger and stronger. Many nearby tribes have joined them one by one, and most of them come for the delicious food produced by the Fengzu tribe.Slowly in this area, Fuxi's name was sung by everyone, and the Fengzu tribe he belonged to became the nominal master.

When the name of Fuxi began to spread among the human race, several saints naturally set their sights on this area.After all, it is impossible for Jiang Shi to be with the Hanhan Panda all the time, using Yin and Yang to cover up the secrets and hide his whereabouts.

Seeing that the boat is done, the human tribe where Fuxi lives is very prosperous, and there is only one chance that Fuxi may become a saint of merit and return to the way. Several malicious saints can only smash their teeth and swallow them, not daring to make trouble .

On the one hand, the Master Tongtian and the Empress Nuwa stared at each other, and on the other hand was the boundless karma that disturbed the merits and fortunes of the human race.

On this day, in the rolling Luo River, the golden light of merit and virtue shone out in all directions, and auspicious clouds in the sky gathered on the banks of the Luo River. Several saints could see that there was a treasure of merit and virtue to be born today.

Not long after, a white tortoise the size of a millstone crawled out of the Luohe River, carrying an auspicious cloud and golden lotus on its back.On the other side, a dragon that looks like a dragon but not a dragon, and a horse that looks like a horse, also left the river, walked on the waves, and came to the location of the Fengzu tribe.

"Brother, the Tao is complete!" Empress Nuwa shed tears excitedly, after so many years, she will finally meet her brother Fuxi again.

The rest of the saints also secretly paid attention, waiting for the merits of the Great God Fuxi to be sanctified and return to the Dao.

But what happened the next moment left all the saints stunned, standing on the spot in shock, unable to believe it!

"What a plump white tortoise, what an arrogant beast! Tie it up and send it to the teacher, just in time for a good meal!" Fuxi waved his hand, laughed, and went to Jiangshi cave.

In Jiang Shi's simple cave, Fuxi smiled, offered a bowl of broth, and said, "Teacher, please try the taste of the soup I made. Today, we, master and apprentice, have a hot pot to eat."

Jiang Shi took the pottery bowl and took a sip. He felt eloquent and incomparably delicious, and there was a surge of heat in his belly. He couldn't help blurting out: "Delicious. Fuxi, what are you?" Soup, why is it so delicious?"

Fuxi grinned and said, "Today on the bank of the Luo River, I met a big snow-white tortoise. He was not afraid of people, so he made a pot of old tortoise soup. There was also a strange beast that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and a horse that was not a horse. The tribe, I chopped it up with a knife, and I just gave it to the teacher to make hot pot."

Jiang Shi, who was still admiring Fuxi's filial piety, suddenly stiffened, staring at the soup bowl in his hand, and the neatly placed slices of meat, his throat gurgled, but he didn't speak for a long time .

Luohe White Turtle?A beast that looks like a dragon or a horse?

Fuck, Fuxi, do you know what you did? ! ! !
(End of this chapter)