I’m Cooking the Behemoth in the Primitive World

Guo Zi'an didn't know what he said, as if he didn't say anything, but Bai Dahu changed a comfortable position, and Guo Zi'an also changed a position that made him comfortable.

With his head resting on Bai Dahu's body, Guo Zian was still a little bit afraid to relax. He was stretched with strength, and he dared not put his head down for a long time.

After Bai Dahu's tail was slightly harder and pushed him against Bai Dahu, Guo Zi'an completely relaxed.

There seemed to be a magical power in Bai Dahu. As long as he lay beside Bai Dahu, he could always relax himself and fall asleep quickly.

Bai Dahu was also very relaxed. It feels so good to guard the person you like.

About to fall asleep, Bai Dahu realized what Guo Zian was hiding.

If Guo Zi'an is so sad and uncomfortable because of his parents, why can he be so calm when he talks about his family and describe almost all bad memories. It can be seen that the influence of the family on the college entrance examination is not as serious as Guo Zi'an said.

It seems that something happened in high school that prevented Guo Zian from staying in his hometown, and it was a psychological problem.

In Guo Zian's description, when Guo Zian was unsatisfactory at work outside, he had received invitations from distant relatives and former classmates. It can be seen that Guo Zi'an already has some of the personality that is nowadays, has not made the relationship too extreme, and still has a certain connection with his hometown.

At that time, in the cave, the resistance on his feet did not come from any part of the body.

Guo Zian has a special power in his body, which is highly similar to his ice and Li Yanhuo's fire. And this kind of power will never come from the modern society described by Guo Zian that requires everyone to work together to solve problems.

Bai Dahu's thoughts were chaotic. He thought Guo Zian had told him everything, but he didn't want Guo Zian to have any reservations. But anyway, his understanding of Guo Zian increased, and he was also happy.

No dream for a night.

Last night and Bai Dahu talked late, Guo Zian woke up too late.

When he woke up, he was in Bai Dahu's arms again. Bai Dahu is two meters long, a circle older than him, just enough to hug him.

His head is just under the big tiger's neck, where the hair is soft and comfortable, so warm.

Seeing that Bai Dahu hadn't woken up yet, Guo Zian quickly rubbed twice.

The touch is really great.

Strong big tiger claws lay on his body and hugged him into his arms. After waking up in the arms of such a big white tiger, Guo Zian only felt that this day was exceptionally beautiful.

It's a pity that he still has a lot to do and he has to get up quickly.

Guo Zian felt it was a pity, but he could only take good things to the river to wash. When washing, he couldn't help but think about it. He had to make the water tanker as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't have to go so far to wash things like this.

When he returned to the tent, Guo Zian saw Ye Feimiao greeting him at the entrance of the cave.

Guo Zi'an vented to Bai Dahu last night, and went back to the tent. Today, he feels much better. When he saw Ye Feimiao, his mood stabilized a lot.

He doesn't hate the enthusiastic Ye Feimiao, but he needs to keep a private space of his own.

Breakfast is made by Yuan Jinyu, a simple potato stew with broth.

This is a common food in the ethnic group, because there is no seasoning, it is very light. But Yuan Jinyu learned some methods of cleaning meat from Guo Zian, as well as the skills of removing fishy. Put a little **** into the broth and add a little salt, and the taste will come out. The potatoes are soft and rotten, and the soup is thick and soft. Guo Zi'an was very satisfied.

Although it’s good to cook by myself, I am happy to be lazy occasionally.

At the dinner table, Ye Feimiao asked Guo Zian what he needed. After they went back, they helped Guo Zian look for it.

"You guys, want to go back?" Guo Zian hesitated for a moment. Although he wanted his own private space, he couldn't help feeling lost when he learned that Ye Feimiao was leaving, fearing that it would be hard to see him next time.

Just like after graduating from university, students who agreed to meet once a month ended up having an appointment for months, even half a year, because of various overtime, housework, training, girlfriends, etc. And even this time, it failed to get people together.

"Yeah. Brother Shanjun said that it is enough to build a house with him. Let's go around and quickly find the seasoning. Otherwise, no nomads will come to exchange supplies in autumn, and we will have to wait for another winter." Ye Feimian slurred the bowl food. He is a foodie and can eat anything delicious.

Guo Zi'an nodded.

Bai Shanjun's reason is very good, and it will not hurt each other's friendship.

Guo Zian did have a lot of things that Ye Feimiao needed to help them find. He is not familiar with this world. Instead of finding it slowly, he should entrust the matter to Ye Feimiao and the others to help. Ye Feimiao, they have wings, are not afraid of terrain problems, and their speed is much faster than Bai Shanjun's tiger-shaped.

But when it comes to things that need to be found, Guo Zi'an is really too much. Food materials, paper towels, seasonings, earthenware pots, ironware, wood products... Guo Zian almost wanted to let Ye Feimiao find all the things he needs in life.

Not to mention Ye Feimiao, even the craftsman Yuan Jin Yu was stunned. Guo Zi'an's request is no different from moving everything from the ethnic group.

After finally digesting Guo Zian's words, Ye Feimiao summed up, "We take a copy of everything we see."

And I added one sentence in my heart: Anyway, Baishan has such a large piece of land.

Guo Zian showed a smile. But he knew that the nomads had to exchange things, so he asked: "Is there any cane sugar out there? I can make some cane sugar and exchange it."

"Sucrose?" Ye Feimiao glanced at Yuan Jin Yu.

Yuan Jin Yu shook his head, saying that he hadn't heard of it.

Ye Feimiao asked: "Is it made of sugarcane juice?"

Guo Zi'an nodded.

Ye Feimiao understood. There is relatively little sugar cane here, let alone sugar cane. If Baishan hadn't exchanged such a large piece of green-skinned sugarcane, they wouldn't be able to taste it.

Baishan naturally has no opinion.

He wished that Guo Zi'an could make full use of everything in the land. No matter how strong the Baishan Mountain is, there is a limit. The land is only so large, and there is only so much space for sugarcane growth. If the fruit is not eaten, it can only be fed to animals or ripened on the tree. Sugarcane will only grow older if you don't eat it. If the food in the ground can be made into something that can be stored, new sugar cane can continue to grow in the ground. They will have more and more food.

This morning, Ye Feimiao and others helped to make cane sugar.

The method of sucrose is very simple. You squeeze the sugar cane and then boil the water to dry it into a thick syrup. The syrup cools and solidifies into brown sugar lumps.

Ye Feimiao couldn't help exclaiming the taste of cane sugar.

In fact, it is ordinary sweetness, but Ye Feimiao has never eaten cane sugar before. Like a child who tasted sweets for the first time, she was pleasantly surprised by this taste. When I eat too much in the future, I don’t have this excitement anymore.

Yuan Jinyu felt a little familiar when he saw cane sugar, and when he tasted the taste, he said with certainty: "There is a Vulcan stone in this southern ethnic group. Their Vulcan stone cannot be melted. It should be bagasse."

They don’t have a container like Guo Zi’an, or a juicing tool like Guo Zi’an. If they want to make cane sugar, they can only burn the cane directly on the fire.

The method is really simple, but sugarcane is not cold-tolerant, and it is obviously affected by the region. When you arrive at the Baishanjun site, you must be careful to prevent freezing for a period of time in winter to prevent the sugar cane from being damaged by freezing. Therefore, the sweet Vulcan stone is very popular with the northern ethnic groups and can often be exchanged for a lot of materials.

The sucrose made by Guo Zi'an is of better quality, and there are only a lot more things that can be exchanged.

Cut a dozen roots of crude green-skinned sugar cane to make two buckets of cane sugar. The two birds had another meal of roast chicken with cane sauce, carrying cane sugar on their backs, and leaving with the burden of exchanging seasonings.

Finally, we are about to build a house.

Guo Zian, who had been busy all morning, thought of building a house and was one step further from the private toilet. He was full of energy and didn't feel tired at all.

Bai Shanjun thought that Guo Zi'an would be uncomfortable if he didn't live in the cave, and he wanted to fight for it again.

After all, the map circle is the approximate range, and Guo Zi'an has to determine the final location before building the house.

In the afternoon, when Bai Shanjun accompanied Guo Zian on the field survey, he kept singing the opposite, but Guo Zian was...terrifying than he thought.

At this time, Bai Shanjun understood what a Cantonese is.

"There are often green-headed goose beasts here swimming over to eat small fish. Green-headed goose beasts are very fierce. They are not afraid of beasts larger than them, and chase them." Bai Shanjun showed a scared expression, expressing this green-headed goose. The beast is really fierce, and even a side overlord like him expressed fear.

"Goose? When will you swim over?" Guo Zian was so scared that tears almost flowed from the corners of his mouth. There are braised big goose in my head, big goose stewed in beer, old goose soup with sour radish, big goose stewed potatoes...

Bai Shanjun: "..."

Perhaps the goose is not scary enough. Baishan thought for a while, pointed to a few trees not far away, and said: "There are often snakes, insects, rats and ants here. I dozed here once, and there was a scorpion on my body. Looking at it again, it turned out that I slept on a scorpion den. It was poisonous and disappeared after being stabbed. You said it was not terrible."

Hurry up and say terrible, so that he can hug Guo Zian back to the cave to sleep.

"Scorpions can be deep-fried. Are there still more?" Guo Zian thought of the delicious and crispy texture, and swallowed.

Guo Zi'an was not afraid at all, and even walked there, trying to turn out the scorpion nest with a branch.

That's what Bai Shanjun was talking about, there is no scorpion nest, Guo Zian naturally can't find it.

Can't find the scorpion, Guo Zian secretly said it's a pity.

Bai Shanjun saw that Guo Zian became more satisfied with the environment in which the house was built, and was anxious. He looked up and saw something.

"You can't build a house here, look." Bai Shan pointed to the branches of the tree and said with a bit of fear, "That's terrible, there are needles, it is poisonous, and it will make your face ugly if it is pierced."

"Honeycomb!" Guo Zian's eyes lit up immediately, and he eagerly fists, "You go to the water and wait for me first. If this is a honeycomb of bees, we will earn it."

Wasps are also fine, but honey is a good thing that is not perishable.

Bai Shanjun: "..."

Are Cantonese all like this?

Aren’t the other ethnic groups living next to the Cantonese very scared?

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