When the sky was slightly bright, the cave became lively, the sound of stone knives hitting stone slabs, the sound of chopping firewood, the sound of people greeting...

Xie Yi got up early, continued the fire, set up clay pots to boil water, and hugged Pick up the clay pots that hold the water and go out to fetch water.

When I went out, I didn't meet anyone, but when I came back, Xie Yi realized that he seemed very popular. From time to time, someone in the cave greeted him with a smile, "Sousa, do you want water?"

Although Xie Yi didn't know what the word Sosa was , Meaning, but I asked Kemu, and knew that I was referring to myself, so I responded to everyone one by one.

When he returned to the tent, he saw Kemu cooking, holding a chubby sweet potato in his hand.

Xie Yi put the pitcher away, took a closer look at the thing, and asked Kemu, "What is this?"

"Sweet potatoes." Kemu cut the sweet potatoes into pieces and threw them into the stew pot.

"Do you want to bake sweet potatoes in the morning?" When Xie thought of the sweet and soft taste, he felt that coming to this tribe was the wisest decision for him.

"Sweet potatoes can't be roasted, they won't be cooked." Impossible

, "How do you roast them?

"

It may not be cooked even if it is baked into charcoal

. He didn't want another small oil bottle, so he lived alone in the dilapidated house left by his parents, looking around for food. At that time, when the autumn harvest season came, he would go to the sweet potato field harvested by other people's houses to pick up leaks. When he was hungry, he would dig a hole on the spot and set up a fire to roast sweet potatoes to eat.

Ke Mu went to the corner of the tent to get a sweet potato, Xie Yi took it, without even removing the soil on the surface, directly turned on the fire, threw the sweet potato in, covered it with coals and continued to cook the soup.

Ke Mu felt distressed when he saw it, and was always worried that the sweet potato was burnt and could not be eaten.

Xie Yi ignored his distress, and went to watch Ketu grindstone gun.

It is said to be a stone spear, but in fact it is just a sharpened end of a stone stick. With such a clumsy weapon, primitive people can survive in the jungle and mountains full of wild animals. It is really amazing.

"I'm going hunting today." Ke Tu looked at the people squatting beside him, no matter how they looked, they all looked thin and thin. I really couldn't imagine how he survived. Could it be that there was really God's help?

"Oh."

After a while of silence, Ketu still couldn't hold back, "Aren't you going hunting?

" It's better to learn the language to communicate quickly.

"En."

"It's time to eat." Kemu rescued the two people who were not speculative, and at the same time gave Xie Yi a stern look, "That sweet potato..."

"It should be ready." Xie Yi picked it up from the fire Sweet potato, rolled it a few times, and then peeled off a piece of skin regardless of the heat, and a sweet fragrance wafted out from the gap.

"It smells so good." Kemu was worried that the sweet potato would be roasted, and he had been watching it helplessly, so he came over now.

Xie Yi broke the sweet potato in half and handed half to Kemu, and after tossing and changing his own half several times, he couldn't help but take a bite.

"Well, it's delicious." Ke Mu wasn't afraid of being hot, and after taking a bite, he couldn't wait to take another bite as soon as he tasted it. Then he divided the sweet potato in half and gave it to Ke Tu who was eating.

"Brother, you have a taste."

Ke Tu took a bite, only to feel a sweet fragrance spreading in his mouth, which was a taste he had never tasted before. He turned back to look at Xie Yi, the young man whom Wu Si called the messenger of God was eating sweet potatoes with his head down, the red flame reflected on his cold side face, glowing slightly.

He thought that this person might really be able to bring a different life to the Kasa tribe and help him realize his wish—to strengthen the Kasa tribe.

Xie Yi didn't notice it, he ate the sweet potatoes and drank the broth contentedly, and then took Ke Mu to collect firewood.

When it comes to collecting firewood, I mainly go to the neighborhood to find food with the women and old people in the clan, and pick up some firewood for cooking and heating by the way.

In the cold winter, the lack of food will always take away the lives of some people, and they can only find as much food as possible to survive.

"Brother Xie Yi, that roasted sweet potato is so delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious sweet potato." Ke Mu was always excited about the deliciousness in the morning, and immediately satisfied Xie Yi's request to call him brother.

"I can make more delicious ones."

"Really, that's great!" Kemu jumped up excitedly, but after a while, his mood sank again, "Then, hardened sweet potatoes can be made." Is it delicious?"

"The hardened sweet potato?" Xie Yi was a little puzzled.

"It's just that when the weather gets colder, the inside of the sweet potato will become very hard." Ke Mu picked up a small stone from the ground and put it near his mouth, pretending to bite his teeth, "It's like this—— They are so hard that they cannot be boiled or baked with fire." He lowered his head and kicked away the withered grass at his feet, "We have to dig a lot of sweet potatoes every time, but when it's very cold, they harden and we can't catch any prey. , there will be a lot less people in the clan."

Xie Yi quickly understood that what Ke Mu said was hard because the weather was too cold and the sweet potatoes were frozen, and the frozen parts would not be cooked well, so they had to be thrown away for nothing. It is indeed a big loss for the winter when food is scarce.

"I don't know how to make sweet potatoes that fall hard..." Xie Yi glanced at Ke Mu who was even more frustrated, "However, I know how to keep sweet potatoes from going bad even when it's cold."

"Wow, that's great !"

Children are the best at this point, their emotions are clear at a glance.

"Little Kemu, why are you so happy? Tell Grandma 1 about it." Kemu's cheers caused everyone to look back frequently, and a middle-aged woman covered in white animal skin came over.

Kemu respects this woman very much, "Grandma Guoli, brother Xie Yi said that he has a way to keep the sweet potatoes from hardening even when it's very cold."

"Really?" Guoli was very pleasantly surprised, " Sousa, you can really make the sweet potatoes not harden in cold weather, what method do you use, can you tell us?"

She spoke too fast, Xie Yi couldn't quite understand, Ke Mu whispered next to her Explain to him what it means.

"Grandma Goli, you can just call me Xie Yi," Xie Yi smiled, "If you want the sweet potatoes not to go bad in the cold weather... the best way is to dig a cellar and store them."

"Dig a...ground cover?" Guoli obviously couldn't understand Xie Yi's words, so she could only look at Kemu for help, but this time Kemu also looked blank—although he and Xie Yi's brother have always communicated well, but He has never heard of some things.