Han Cheng swore that he had never drunk such a delicious meat soup.

Although the meat soup was made in a unique style, without any seasonings, and without even salt, he could still say with certainty that it was the most delicious food he had ever eaten.

After eating three bowls of water in a row, Han Chengcai ate all the minced meat in the "Bone Bowl".

The old primitive man seemed very happy that Han Cheng, who was like wood, could eat the meal he invented.

He put the empty bone bowl back to his original place, and looked at Han Cheng with a smile, then tentatively said something to him, and accompanied it with some gestures.

Han Cheng couldn't understand or understand what the old primitive man meant. Even if he understood, all he could respond was to was just a roll of his eyes and blinking his eyes like he was now.

The old primitive man worked hard for a while, and saw that Han Cheng seemed to find it difficult to understand what he meant, so he stopped doing useless things, but turned around and started to be busy with his affairs.

After waking up today, Han Cheng knew that the old primitive man in front of him was a cultural person.

This is very easy to see because within this cave, there are many stone slabs in the small cave that appear relatively independent, and many ancient and clumsy characters are carved on it.

Well, maybe it can be described as pictures.

It is very similar to the ones he saw on the rock wall before he traveled through time.

And now the old primitive man is slowly portraying a stone on one side that is not full of stone.

What is a person who can write, not a cultural person? Especially in the primitive era.

Han Cheng stared at the old primitive man's hand holding a stone with his eyes slanted, wanting to see what he was trying to portray.

However, until he fell asleep, he didn't see any of them coming out.

This is not because the old primitive man's words were too simple and Han Cheng couldn't figure it out, but because the old primitive man's writing speed was too slow, so slow that Han Cheng fell asleep before the two words were written...

When I woke up again, it was already a little dark, and a primitive man who went out returned with the joy of harvest.

"Bang!"

The second senior brother with a big belly shook his shoulders, and a heavy prey fell from his shoulders to the ground, stirring up a piece of dust, blowing the flames constantly, and almost extinguishing them.

Han Cheng looked over and recognized that it was a wild boar. Judging from his size, it was about 100 kilograms. He didn't know how they caught it and killed such a big guy.

Today is a harvest day. In addition to this big wild boar, there are three small wild boars worth about ten pounds.

It seems that they have brought the wild boar family.

Some women spread out the animal skins they were holding in their hands, revealing the yellowed fruit inside.

These fruits were placed where the elder brother took the fruit last night.

Everyone in the tribe showed joy and was excited to look at the precious food.

Because there are a lot of prey I caught today, they can have a good meal!

Under the arrangement of the elder brother, the people in the cave started working orderly and enthusiastically.

Junior Brother Sha used a stone knife to cut the belly of four wild boars of different sizes separately.

Take out all the internal organs of the wild boar and hand over the intestines to the lame thin man.

With the help of his wife, the lame man walked out of the hole with these intestines. Not long after, his wife walked in with a handled pig intestine.

Leave it to the person responsible for making the dinner, while she continues to go out and help his man with the pig intestines.

Han Cheng blinked, but he didn't expect that this lame primitive man was also a master who specialized in treating intestines.

The others were not idle either, and they were very busy with peeling skins and cutting meat and grinding their intestines.

As everyone was busy, the smell of meat quickly spread in the hole.

The food tonight was indeed very rich. In addition to the four pairs of pigs in the water, a small wild boar was also roasted.

After the food is baked, the senior brother will do it first.

He tore off a piece of fat from the roasted pork, made another piece of intestine, and held the old primitive man who was the first to give it to his master.

The old primitive man pointed at Han Cheng and spoke to the senior brother with a few words and gestures. The senior brother nodded, then looked up and looked at Han Cheng with some curiosity.

Then he walked out and took some more from the grilled food pile.

Han Cheng didn't recognize the black piece.

The sumptuous dinner began, and the food was sufficient tonight. Even the lame primitive family who went to pick up the food at the end had enough food.

Seeing everyone eating meat happily, Han Cheng's belly also sang a song happily.

But no one paid attention to him, everyone, including the old Primitive, was enjoying their hard-earned food.

Of course, the old primitive people still eat slowly.

After everyone else has finished eating and has been taking care of each other's hair for a while, the old primitive will finally swallow the last bite of food.

Then he stood up, took the bone bowl that Han Cheng had used once, picked up the dark and unreal appearance that the eldest brother had brought, and broke off a small piece with his hands, crushed it with his hands, and put it into the bone bowl.

Han Cheng suddenly realized that this was roasted pork liver.

About ten minutes later, Han Cheng drank the delicious and alternative pork liver soup.

At this time, the cave was already dark.

By the time he finished his meal, most of the people in the cave had already fallen asleep.

Han Cheng looked at this simple and quiet cave and the people in the cave, and his heart was surprisingly quiet.

Working from the sunrise and resting from the sunset, in this seemingly monotonous and boring life, he felt something that he had always wanted but could not get.

That is the slow pace of life.

Here, people don’t need to pursue too many things. As long as they have enough food to fill their stomachs every day, they can get joy from the bottom of their hearts.

Unlike later generations, I was so overwhelmed by invisible pressure every day that I couldn’t breathe.

I wish I could not sleep all day, but I still felt that I didn’t have enough time…

From this point of view, future generations may not really have the joy of primitive people.

Han Cheng's somewhat ethereal thoughts were interrupted.

Maybe it’s because I’m full, there are many people who can’t sleep tonight.

There was no good entertainment at this time, unlike later generations who could beat the king or something. All the original singing sounds were soon played in the cave.

One after another.

Han Cheng suddenly discovered a very serious problem. In the past, if he encountered such a scene, even if he didn't think about it, something below would react immediately. However, now, he doesn't even feel a little bit!

Damn, now it's over...
Chapter completed!