Prehistoric Woman Age

    Thanks for the steamed mandarin fish and lovely xili for the reward, send it, pouted my **** and code words...for pink...

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    Eagle Leaf's annoyance continued into the night. Seeing that he was in a low mood, An'er invited him to dinner at her home.

    An'er's three rooms, originally intended to be a kitchen and utility room, were "occupied" by Ming and Da'er as a matter of course, and they were repaired even more than the one in An'er's room Large Kang.

    Abu, this rogue, originally consciously built a floor in the outer room, and gradually moved to the inner room, and even said that it was cold to sleep outside at night. Cold your sister! With your strong physique, it is said that in the winter, in order to find food for the skinny Ming, you could spend a day in the snow wearing only a piece of animal skin. It's just autumn, the doors and windows in the room are closed tightly, and there is no shortage of leather at home, so it's no wonder it can be cold!

    However, letting the head of the clan sleep in the living room is a bit unreasonable, and An'er turns a blind eye. However, meow! This guy actually had to look to Shu, and wanted to climb on An'er's bed in the middle of the night. Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it! An'er kicked him down and warned him solemnly: If he climbs the bed again, he will be driven back to the cave to sleep!

    Actually, with Abu Quan's invincible brute force, it would be a piece of cake to deal with the skinny Lin An'er. But the loyal dog Abu, in front of An'er, was completely free from the barbarism and rudeness of primitive people, and became a good man, who could not bear to go against An'er's "will" easily.

    Poor fellow, every night I smell the faint scent of An'er's body.. Female fragrance, look at the exquisite curve under the animal skin on the kang, and the small tent under the crotch is erected high— What a sweet torment!

      Speaking of the kitchen of this wooden house, it was Abu, who came back with An'er after finishing work, and built it with his mantis bone knife. There is still a long chimney on it, and a simple stove is built in it. You can cook with two pots at the same time. Unfortunately, except for the pottery pot with a hole and her deformable helmet, there is no use for them. Here comes the container for cooking. Iron pot, don't even think about it, I don't know where the iron ore is, let alone smelting it!

    Ann sautéed chives, **** and chili with her helmet while cooking tender corn in a clay pot. The hunting party returned empty-handed in distress today. They only harvested some prey in the nearby pit, but luckily they picked up a big wild boar on the way back. Everyone was given just enough meat to eat, and there was no need to use the jerky and fish stored in the cave.

    When primitive people stored food in autumn, it was easy not to use the previous "grain storage", because it was life-saving food for a whole winter!

    Because no goat was hunted, An'er's plan to make mutton with spring onion went bankrupt. but. She ordered Abu, took the cub Dar, and the mammoth with a small tail, and went to the river to catch a few big fish and came back for dinner.

    The river connected to the moat, An'er named it Biqing River, the fish in it were because primitive people dared not eat them. The number is relatively large, and the size is very large, and they are not afraid of people. It's not hard to catch. In the past, An'er used bone hooks to catch fish when she wanted to eat fish, which was quite slow. Later, when the tribe was rushing to store food for the winter, An'er used the slender grass growing by the river. Woven into a large fishing net to catch fish. This weed is tough, even for big fish weighing dozens of pounds. Never try to escape from the net.

    Today, I went down a net and caught a big carp of about ten pounds, enough for her to cook. When she got home, An'er slid the fish into thin slices, and then started to saute the chili peppers and chives collected today, making her favorite "spicy boiled fish".

    The primitive people of the Atayal tribe are not interested in the spicy taste of peppers and peppercorns. No matter how An'er exaggerates their deliciousness, everyone who has tasted them is reluctant to try them. So, in addition to keeping enough seeds for the next spring, the rest of the peppers and prickly ash were all pushed to An'er by the tribe as if they were hot potatoes.

    An'er rolled her eyes in her heart - these ignorant guys, waiting for her to make delicious Sichuan food, and wanting to get chili and pepper from her, there is no way! We belong to Pixiu, we can only get in and out!

    The dinner was very rich. In addition to boiled tender corn and spicy boiled fish, An'er also used the pork strips she had been allocated to make a large pot of double-cooked pork. Although there was no sauce, she added The twice-cooked pork with chives and chili is much better than the previous boiled meat.

      He was sweating profusely, and his chopsticks were still sticking out into the clay pot containing the boiled fish. Even the slightly spicy taste is exciting enough for them, but the more exciting it is, the more addicting it is, and the three and a half primitive people (the grieved Daer little friend, who has made the half) fell in love with the taste almost immediately. Dar'er's little friend was so hot that his mouth was red, and he was still arguing: "Leave a piece for me, you guys are eating too fast..."

    Indeed, the three adults never stopped using chopsticks. Abu and Ming were always asked to use chopsticks by An'er, so their proficiency was relatively high. Don't look at Ming's thin and weak appearance, grabbing the food is no slower than Abu.

    Eagle Leaf only came to rub a meal every now and then, and let him use chopsticks to grab those two guys, which was indeed a bit of a disadvantage. However, people still have a way to drop it. They brought An'er's wooden spoon from the kitchen to hold the broth, and gulps it down rudely. The depressed mood just turned into appetite!

    Three great primitive people, as if they hadn't eaten in eight lifetimes, the wind swirled through the clouds and devoured them. No wonder the small and weak Daer protested frequently!

    Lin An'er stared at the two large pots of food in a stunned manner. Even some of the spicy soup was drained, and the clay pot and helmet were almost licked clean with the tongue.

    Stroking her bulging belly and burping, Abu realized that An'er was holding up chopsticks, as if she had been immobilized, and she hadn't eaten a single bite of the dish. His face flushed red, and Qiqiai Ai said: "How about... I'll go catch a fish for you again?"

    An'er blinked her eyes to make sure that she had no dizziness, and the pot was indeed empty. I couldn't help grinning, thinking to myself: Fortunately, I left behind, otherwise I would have to rely on corn to satisfy my hunger at night.

    It turned out that when she was cooking, she was worried that some primitive people could not eat spicy food, so she did not dare to put more peppers in the pot, but she was afraid that the mild spicy food would not be enough, so she kept a bowl out of it , I specially put more chili in the boiled fish, so as not to treat my belly badly.

    Several men big and small, slightly embarrassed, watched An'er chew the boiled fish, eat it clean, and ate two fragrant boiled corn. She was tired of eating meat every day for the past few months, so she could eat corn with all her might. But in the eyes of several primitive people, they have eaten all the meat, and they are not enough to eat, and they can only eat the seeds of plants to satisfy their hunger.

    When An'er stopped the chopsticks, a few men big and small with guilt rushed to clear the table - this Nanmu dining table was made by An'er's mouth and Abu's hands. The small stool below is also a masterpiece of their cooperation. The other clansmen in the tribe saw it and followed suit. Now, if the clansmen who moved into the adobe house didn't have a dining table and a few stools, others would look at him with pity...

    In the scramble, the only pottery in the "pata-" tribe, the gaping pottery pot that An'er had been using as a pot, became heroic in the hands of a few big men.

    An'er stomped her feet in distress: "What should I do? The clay pot is broken, what will I use to cook the soup? You guys are so big, you can't even hold the pot, how will you eat in the future? "

    Several men big and small who have caused trouble have never seen An Er so angry, they stood in front of An Er with their hands down, their heads bowed, and they looked like "I know I was wrong." It's not surprising that Da'er, a four-year-old friend, made such a move. The other three big men, two of which are among the best warriors in the tribe, bowed their heads in front of An'er, quite cute and interesting!

    "That... Ann, the clay pots are broken, it's useless to be angry, don't get angry with yourself. When the last full moon of the pink moon is full, we will go to the market to replace some clay pots. - This year's harvest is good, there should be extra prey, go to change the clay pot!" Seeing that An'er's mood had calmed down a little, Abu raised his head and peeked at her, comforting in a low voice.

    "Market? What market?" An'er sat on the small stool and asked angrily.

    Alert dismissed! Several men, big and small, looked at each other, licked their faces and moved the stool to sit around An'er. Little Dar'er flattered her calf. Abu continued to act as the spokesperson for the men: "The market is an exchange between tribes held in the Adas Valley every year when winter is approaching. There you can not only exchange for clay pots, but also exchange sea salt with the sea tribe. Ann will love that salty one. Oh! Many tribes also bring unmarried men and women to exchange marriages there!"

    After listening to Abu's words, Lin An'er felt that the market in his mouth was similar to the ancient market she saw in the novel, but the time interval was a little longer, only once a year !

    However, it was interesting to hear, and she couldn't help but think. An'er glanced at a few men, big and small, and pretended to say: "If you don't want me to be angry... you can! However, you must take me with you when you exchange at the market! Humph! I am the one who cooks the clay pot most of the time. Use, what kind of use is easy, of course I have to choose it myself!"

    The expression on Abu's face froze, and he looked at Yingye. According to what they meant, they didn't want An'er to suffer the pain of the long journey, and the road was full of dangers. Not only did they have to deal with all kinds of wild beasts, but they also had to be careful not to be attacked when passing through other people's territory...

    However, as soon as An'er's face stepped down, several men big and small immediately nodded their heads like garlic, and patted their chests, indicating that they would definitely take her there.

    Seeing An'er's smiling face, the men breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she shows a bright smile, she will let them do whatever they want!