Fight,Primitive Man

Is there wine in the world?

Having wine represents the surplus of grain and the real strength.

It seems that there is a country, not a tribe, far away.

Isn't there only primitive tribes in this world?

when Chu Dong asked Liang seven, the chieftain of the cloud Dynasty tribe was a red faced man.

It's only said that there are places called "country" far away, such as wine, clothes and so on.

Words are happy lock. Under the premise of Liangqi's deliberate friendship with Ganggu and Chudong, the communication between the two sides is very harmonious.

Taking advantage of the rising mutual favor, Liang Qi euphemistically puts forward the request that Chu Dong see a doctor for himself.

Chu Dong agreed.

However, he also said bluntly: "seventh master, you are a chronic disease. You can't get rid of the patient without medicine stone. We don't have some medicinal materials here. I hope that the seventh master can find them and cure the disease. "

"Medicine? What's that? "

Not only Liang Qi, but also steel bone and other people present are very close to each other.

"What do you say? In short, medicine is barbarian bone and giant blood, which can enhance people's strength, but mainly immunity, so that people don't get sick. "

Chu Dong's explanation is not very accurate, but the meaning is very clear.

Liang Qi's heart moved.

It must be a good thing to compare Chu Wu to barbarians.

At present, Liangqi asked in detail what kind of herbs Chu Dong was looking for.

Chu Dong just wanted to ask people to help him find all kinds of herbs. Now he talked about more than ten kinds of herbs.

However, seeing Liang Qi's face in a dilemma, I also know that Liang Qi can't remember a few.

In this era, there is no paper and pen, no way to draw.

Whether we can find it or not depends on nature. Anyway, some of the main features have been clearly described.

Knowing that his illness can be cured, Liang Qi is so happy that he even thanks Chu Dong.

Steel is happy, too.

The friendship between the two sides has risen to a new level, so that they can join hands with the enemy to catch famine in the future.

The next day, Liang Qi went back to Yunchao tribe with some rare food, such as African fruit and sugarcane, returned by Panshi tribe.

After a few days of rare recuperation, Chu Dong finally began to get busy.

Fortunately, the sweet potato vine women who had been brought back from the White Wolf tribe also survived according to the way of Chudong.

When I went to the White Wolf tribe, I brought back a lot of things, but because of the pursuit of the White Wolf tribe.

Finally, only a few sweet potato vines and small stones were left.

Although Chu Dong had some regrets, it was better than none!

On this day, the sun was shining high, and Chu Dong felt that it was time to plant sweet potato vines.

Otherwise, they don't know when the sweet potato vine will die.

Sweet potato can be said not to pick a place, generally speaking, just find a place to plant it.

But Chu Dong carefully selected a place to prevent accidents.

That's the land near the river.

There is plenty of sunshine and water, so it's better to develop it as a planting area!

You don't have to worry about planting this kind of thing. The barbarians are overqualified.

Chu Dong has a few women, because there are no shovels and so on in this era, so Chu Dong had to take some sharp stones instead.

Because it's a sweet potato vine, it doesn't take much effort. Just dig a few pits and bury the roots.

Ma looked at the ivy vine in his hand and asked with doubts: "Chu Wu, can this thing really be eaten?"

Chu Dong said with a smile, "of course you can."

Ma is still a little suspicious and shouts: "how can I have enough food?"

Isn't it just like the common ivy?

Although Chu Dong called this sweet potato, we haven't seen it, so we don't understand.

Chudong was not annoyed, and explained with a smile: "this is not to eat the green vine, but to eat the fruit growing underground."

Ma looked at Chu Dong suspiciously: "fruit?"

Chu Dong knew that he couldn't tell them clearly now, so he might as well wait for the sweet potatoes to ripen before he let them see them directly.

"Then you'll know." Chu Dong laughed, didn't say much, continued to work in hand.

"Chu Wu, when will this sweet potato ripen?" Someone asked curiously.

Chu Dong touched his chin: "about 30 to 60 sunsets."

Chu Dong also dare not guarantee, after all, different climate mature time is also different.

The climate here is still hot, so he made a preliminary guess.

Chudong doesn't like sweet potato much. After all, in modern society, sweet potato is still less.As long as you occasionally meet someone who sells roasted sweet potatoes on the street, sometimes you will buy one on a whim.

Chu Dong won't eat this kind of food any other time.

But for now, sweet potato is still a very good food.

Starch content is high, and its nutritional value is relatively high.

It can also be stored for a long time, even in the winter when it can't be planted.

After returning to the tribe, Chudong learned that Ganggu decided to hold a banquet to celebrate the defeat of the White Wolf tribe.

This is what Chu Dong expected.

This is the second time Chu Dong has participated in this large-scale bonfire party.

It's just that this time is less than the first time.

In fact, there is no difference between the banquet and the last one.

But for these primitive people, it seems that they rarely hold such a banquet.

This year is an accident, we all know in our hearts, they can now live so moist, thanks to Chu Dong.

So the women soldiers sent the roasted meat to Chudong and the chief.

Chudong didn't eat meat for a while.

It's not that he doesn't want to eat, but because of the barbecue here, he has a hard feeling to swallow.

Before, they didn't put anything. Later, under the guidance of Chu Dong, they knew to put a little salt.

Even with the salt, Chudong didn't like it very much.

After all, this is far from the 21st century barbecue.

Looking at the barbecue that everyone sent, Chu Dong's heart read a move. Why don't he bake it himself?

Other people's baking is not as good as their own.

It's not that Chu Dong's craftsmanship is good, but it's the fruit of his own labor, so it's more comfortable to eat.

As soon as Chu Dong stood up, he almost tripped over the jar under his feet.

"What's in it?" Chu Dong wanted to move the pot, but he found that it was very heavy.

Suddenly I was curious about what was in the jar.

And he also smelled a fragrance from the jar, which was like the sugar jar hidden under grandma's bed when he was a child.

Steel see Chu Dong curious about the pot, don't care, said: "I don't know what this is, but this kind of thing is very sweet, but also because of this, we think it's too sticky, so no one eat."