Chapter 6 The gods are pitiful, I finally ate a meal (signed, please rest assured to read)
Han Cheng was about to cry.
It's not that the chicken breasts don't taste good, or that the primitive people don't feed him, but that his mouth only has a small slit, and he can't open and close it.
The food he had been craving for so long was obviously right next to his mouth, and the alluring aroma penetrated straight into his nose, but he just couldn't get it into his mouth.
He tried his best to control his mouth, but except for the tongue in his mouth, which could move slightly, the rest of the place couldn't move at all.
The old primitive man had a puzzled look on his face, looking up and down at this strange man wrapped in something. He didn't know why he was able to avoid eating or drinking when everyone else was eating.
Isn't he hungry?
He was thinking full of doubts, and then put the chicken breast in his hand to Han Cheng's mouth.
Then there was a quiet wait.
However, except for the fact that his eyes could move, the weird man in front of him still had his mouth motionless and had no intention of eating at all.
The old primitive man waited for a while, looking up and down again at Han Cheng, who was behaving strangely, with eyes full of confusion.
“My chicken!”
As Han Cheng cried silently, the old primitive man took the fragrant chicken breast meat away from Han Cheng's mouth.
Then, in Han Cheng's eyes, who could eat meat, he walked out with this piece of fat meat, tore it into small strips, and distributed them to the excited little primitive people in the cave.
The senior brother then took out a bag of large and small fruits from a place in the cave with an animal skin and distributed them to everyone one by one.
Seeing the 'master'-like old primitive man next to him eating a red and yellow fruit the size of an egg with relish, Han Chengchan's heart was burning with anxiety, his mouth was full of fluids, and his eyes were looking at it eagerly.
However, this is of no use. Everyone in the cave eats his own food, and no one pays attention to this tree trunk that can only move his eyeballs.
After the after-dinner desserts, the entrance to the cave was blocked with thick stones, leaving a few holes that were not too big for ventilation and to prevent large beasts from entering.
Then everyone fell asleep one after another.
The place to sleep is very simple, just sleep directly on the ground in the cave.
Those who are more particular will put some hay and animal skins under their bodies, while those who are not particular will sleep directly on the ground.
There was an older primitive man who took over the job of the old primitive man outside and squatted by the fire to take care of the flames.
Compared with the previous time when grilling food, the flame at this time is much smaller, but it can remain unburned.
It seems that they are also very smart and know how to save fuel.
Of course, not everyone would sleep peacefully. Not long after they started to rest, some energetic people began to shake and move in the dim light.
It didn't take long for primitive singing to resound in the quiet cave.
This is very similar to what women sang in later generations...
It was late at night, and everyone in the cave had fallen asleep, including those who had been exercising in the night.
Of course, these people do not include Han Cheng, who stands like a sculpture with his stomach on fire, and the primitive man who sits by the fire and takes care of the flames.
There was the cry of a little primitive man, and then an adult woke up from his sleep and whispered something, but the child's cry did not stop.
After a while, an adult primitive man hugged the crying child, stood up in a daze, and walked towards the entrance of the cave.
After moving around the entrance of the cave for a while, a gap about one meter high and half a meter wide actually appeared in the seemingly blocked entrance.
The big primitive man carried the little primitive man out, and one or two people who had woken up from their sleep followed him out.
It didn't take long before he returned to the cave and continued sleeping in the same place.
Based on experience, Han Cheng can understand what these people are doing.
I didn't expect that these primitive people were very hygienic. Even at night, they had to go out to clean themselves...
Han Cheng, who was dizzy, was awakened by the noise in the cave. He opened his eyes and felt that his whole body was light. He knew that this was caused by not eating for a long time.
He was dizzy, but the burning pain in his belly disappeared, and he no longer felt hungry or thirsty.
The stone slabs and other things used to block the door at the entrance of the cave have been removed, and light shines in from the outside, making the cave much brighter.
Han Cheng discovered that the entrance to the cave was not the only place where light came in, there were also several bright places above the cave.
I just don’t know if it is naturally formed or if it was specially carved out by these primitive people for light and ventilation.
Everyone in the cave must have had their meal. Under the guidance of the senior brother in a sexy tiger skin skirt, the people in the tribe had already picked up their tools. After a brief commotion, everyone left together.
As soon as they left, the cave immediately seemed much quieter and emptier.
There are only twenty-three underage primitive people left, as well as a pregnant female primitive person, and three elderly primitive people - one is the master next to Han Cheng deep in the cave, and the other two are
Take turns taking turns to take care of the fire.
The one who looked after the fire all night last night has fallen asleep.
Of course, there is another person who is the male primitive man with handicapped legs and feet, and the other person is the sculpture-like Han Cheng.
Han Cheng was hopeless, and he no longer wanted to worry about whether he would starve to death or not.
He just stood there dazedly, looking at everything in the cave, his mind running slowly.
The old primitive man next to him stood up and put a piece of unknown meat to Han Cheng's mouth again. The smell of meat penetrated his nose.
He obviously couldn't feel hungry anymore, but his stomach kept growling unsatisfactorily.
Regarding Han Cheng's refusal to eat, the old primitive man's face was still full of doubts and thoughts.
But this time he was obviously not as patient as last night. Not long after, after touching Han Cheng's belly for a while, he took the food away while Han Cheng smiled secretly.
However, instead of dividing the meat among the little primitive people like last night, they walked to the outside cave and squatted down on a stone.
There was a pit in the stone. He tore the meat into small pieces with his hands, put it in the pit, placed another stone on top of the stone and started to smash the roasted meat.
The action is a bit like pounding garlic.
Han Cheng was a little confused. From the information he had received from yesterday to now, food was a very precious thing in the tribe. How could this old primitive man dare to waste it like this?
In his doubts, the old primitive man smashed it for a while, then returned to the place where Han Cheng was staying. He found something made of an unknown skull that looked a bit like a bowl and a plate. He came out and walked to the stone.
, and grabbed out the meat that had been mashed into pieces.
Then he walked to a stone basin that was not too big and filled with some water. He scooped out some water from it, stretched out his fingers, stirred the minced meat and water that were stuck together in the 'bone bowl', and held it.
Came to Han Cheng.
Put the 'bone bowl' to Han Cheng's mouth, which was only opened a slit.
When Han Cheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst into tears. Oh my God, I can finally eat something!
Fortunately, the old primitive man was smart, otherwise he would have starved to death and then dried into a specimen-like existence, becoming the most miserable time traveler in history.
The special meat soup moistened Han Cheng's chapped lips and flowed into his thirsty mouth. He used all his strength to control his tongue, which could only move slightly, and swallowed this life-saving meat soup like sweet rain.
When the old primitive man saw that this method was effective, he smiled on his face.
Seeing that all the water in the 'Bone Bowl' had been drank by the weirdo in front of him, and about half of the minced meat was still left in the bowl, he went to the stone basin and scooped up some water, stirred it, and then fed Han Cheng.
