Primitives are stunned

Chapter 233 The Magical Fruit on the Island
Back then, there were some relatively dangerous creatures in the Great Lakes.But the high temperature generated by the sudden natural disaster killed most of the living things in the lake.

And those who escaped death by chance also fled elsewhere because the lake water was not suitable for them to survive.

And for so many years, the old man and the others have not found any large aquatic organisms in the lake, so under the protection of the raft, Wang Hao and the others went to the island relatively smoothly.

Along the way, Wang Hao asked the old man about the fur ball more than once, but the old man kept his mouth shut and never revealed the slightest bit of information to Wang Hao.

The old man didn't want to say it, and Wang Hao couldn't force him to say it, so he had no choice but to give up temporarily.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs to death.

The same is true for Wang Island.It didn't seem that far away, but when Wang Hao and the others rowed to the small island, it was getting late.

Moreover, from a distance, the small island in the lake does not seem to be that big, but after they landed on the small island, Wang Hao and the others discovered that the island in the lake is so large that it is impossible to see the whole picture at a glance.No wonder the old man and the others could all live on the island.

For some reason, there are no big trees on the island, but only low weeds.The terrain is undulating, with rocks in some places and sand in others.

"Oh! God! Divine fruit! Sure enough, there is a divine fruit! The legend is true! Hahahaha!" When Wang Hao boarded a rock to look at the environment on the island, the voice of the old man exclaimed came over.

Wang Hao followed the old man's exclamation. He wanted to see what it was that could surprise the old man so much.

After getting closer, Wang Hao took a closer look, and was also stunned.

That thing, even without system identification, I can recognize what it is.

I have eaten it since I was a child, not only for myself, but every year when it matures, the pigs and ducks fed at home also eat it.

In my small village, everyone called it rough food, but when I arrived in a big city, I found that it had become a kind of delicacy.

Wang Hao felt that he was wrong, and rubbed his eyes with his hands, but the black armor rubbed his eyes sorely.

Then he took a closer look, and I wiped it!That's right, that's the thing.

My hometown is called sweet potato, sweet potato, and something called yam in a big city.

For a while, Wang Hao rode a giant clawed dragon and wandered all over the plain in front of the village.

In addition to the giant clawed dragon, the main reason is that Wang Hao wants to find something that can be grown as a staple food.

It's a pity that Wang Hao's hard work in searching always results in disappointment again and again.

It wasn't until the day of the exchange that wheat was discovered outside the ancient city wall, and it was considered that Wang Hao got his wish and found a stable and high-yield crop.It also gave the tribe a possibility to get rid of hunting and turn to farming.

But today, under completely unexpected circumstances, Wang Hao unexpectedly got an unexpected joy, that is, he unexpectedly found sweet potatoes on an isolated island.Such a situation simply made him ecstatic.

Not long after the old man came to the island, he found sweet potatoes, which shows that there are not many sweet potatoes.

Wang Hao lowered his head to search, and after a while, he found several sweet potatoes.

I dug out the roots along the vines, and harvested at least one or two, as many as three or four sweet potatoes.

Looking at this familiar species and smelling the familiar smell, Wang Hao was so excited that he wanted to scream to the sky.

Traveling through the Black Forest this time is worth it!Simply worth it.It's like paying two yuan to buy a lottery ticket and winning the first prize.

If this sweet potato is placed in the hands of others, it may only become a meal, and some people will even dare not eat such a thing that has never been seen before.

But if Wang Hao took it back, the sweet potato would become an important source of food for the entire Great Desolation in the future.

Although these sweet potatoes have not been fed for a long time, they are a bit out of the wild, and the yield is several times lower than that of the original ones.But Wang Hao believes that this is definitely caused by lack of grafting. As long as artificial planting is resumed and enough fertilizer is added, the yield of sweet potatoes will surprise the whole wilderness.

"Patriarch Hao, today you come to our ancestral land, I will treat you to eat a kind of divine fruit that you have never eaten before! Hahahaha." The old man came over with a few people, holding a dozen sweet potatoes and said.

However, when he saw the sweet potatoes dug out in Wang Hao's hands, he was stunned: "You, how do you know how to dig out the magic fruit?"

Wang Hao smiled slightly, but did not answer his question. There are wild sweet potatoes growing everywhere on the entire island, and there is nothing to eat at all, which just saves everyone the trouble of finding food.

Seeing the old man and a few of his clansmen rubbing the soil on the potato and stuffing it into their mouths.Wang Hao smiled and said: "You are wrong, today I invite you to eat a kind of magic fruit that you have never eaten before!"

The old man and his tribe have been away from the island for too long. The word-of-mouth monument, the seal of the magic cave and the inexhaustible fruit of the gods make him yearn for it very much.

But because he had been away for too long, although he knew the appearance of sweet potatoes from the descriptions of his predecessors, he didn't know how to cook them.

Although sweet potatoes have a unique flavor when eaten raw, they taste even sweeter when roasted.

The tribe quickly found a small drinking pool nearby.

The two carried a bunch of sweet potatoes to the edge of the pool to clean the mud on the surface, while Wang Hu took a few people to make a fire.

The old man and the others live in the forest, so naturally they cannot use fire sources. If a fire is caused, they will have nowhere to escape.So seeing Wang Hu and the others getting angry, everyone felt extremely surprised.

The washed sweet potatoes were quickly brought back.Wang Hao and the others found a flat place sheltered from the wind.

It was the first time for everyone to set foot on Zhenmo Island, and it was dark now, and no one knew what danger would be on the island, so naturally they would not search in the dark.

Except for the guards, the rest of the people gathered around the fire.

Wang Hao grew up in the countryside when he was a child, and at the same time, he also grew up eating sweet potatoes.

One hundred and eight ways to make sweet potatoes, there is nothing he doesn't know.

After burying the sweet potatoes in the fire, Wang Hao took care of the bonfire himself.

Looking at the raging fire, the old man and the others looked suspicious.Wouldn't this burn the divine fruit?

Maoqiu and Wang Hu looked at the fire with excitement on their faces. After them, Wang Hao must be making delicious food for them again.

After muttering a few times to the old man and his clansmen, they finally couldn't control their greedy mouth, and started gnawing on the raw sweet potato.

Wang Hao didn't say much, whether sweet potatoes are eaten raw or cooked, they have a special flavor, he decided to respect the old man's choice.

But Wang Hu and the others believed that Wang Hao could definitely make something more delicious, so although their stomachs were growling with hunger, no one ate raw sweet potatoes.

Only Mao Qiu looked at the old man who was eating sweetly, with greedy eyes, and kept swallowing.

The old man saw Maoqiu's desire, and handed Maoqiu a piece of raw sweet potato.

Maoqiu looked at the raw sweet potatoes that were within reach, and then at the fire that Wang Hao was roasting. He simply yelled twice, then got into Wang Hao's arms and covered it with his little paws. The eyes are out of sight and out of mind.

Waiting is always long, especially waiting for food, which makes people feel like years.

However, when the rich aroma of roasted sweet potatoes came out along with the cracked skin, everyone felt that although the wait was painful, it was definitely worth it.

As we all know, the most perfect part of roasted sweet potatoes is the aroma of the mustard, which can be smelled even across the street.

Wang Hu and the others poked their heads over one after another, waiting anxiously, why is the sweet potato not ripe yet?

Maoqiu anxiously ate his claws, wishing he could eat roasted sweet potatoes right away.

On the other side, the old man, who had already eaten so much that it was difficult to bend over, and several of his clansmen also crawled over.They feel that if they stuff it hard, they can still make room in their stomachs.

Finally, when everyone was looking forward to it, Wang Hao pulled a dozen or so black 'carbon balls' out of the fire with a wooden stick.

Wang Hu and the others looked at these carbon spheres in amazement, with a confused look on their faces. The food Wang Hao usually cooks is not like this. Can this stuff be eaten?
The old man and the others also sighed, and waved their hands. Although it smelled strange just now, it seems that Wang Hao must have overheated and turned into a pile of coke. How can this be eaten.

Only Mao Qiu looked at Wang Hao excitedly, waiting to start.

Wang Hao didn't explain, picked up a black carbon ball, and he breathed out hot as a result.

I found a few grass leaves to wrap it up, and finally it was not hot.

Holding the burnt sweet potato skin, Wang Hao tore it lightly, tearing off the black charred layer on the outside.

Golden yellow, steaming hot, the sweet potato flesh shining like gold under the firelight was exposed.

Along with the steaming heat, a scent ten times stronger than before spread out.

Wang Hu and the others opened their eyes wide.

The old man and the others froze when they turned around.

The hairball was drooling eagerly.

Even the sentry clansman swallowed a mouthful of saliva under the black armor.

(End of this chapter)