Chapter 6 God Is Sorry, I Finally Had a Bite of Rice

Han Cheng was about to cry.

It wasn't that the chicken breast was not tasty, or that the old primitive man didn't give him food, but that his mouth had only a small slit, and he couldn't open and close it.

Obviously, the long-awaited food was right next to his mouth, and the tempting aroma went straight to his nose, but he just couldn't eat it.

He tried his best to control his mouth, but except for the slight movement of the tongue in the mouth, the rest of the mouth could not move at all.

The old primitive man showed doubts on his face, and looked up and down at this strange man wrapped in something. He didn't know why he could not eat or drink when everyone was eating.

Isn't he hungry?

Thinking full of doubts like this, he moved the chicken breast in his hand to Han Cheng's mouth.

Then there is a quiet wait.

However, apart from rolling his eyes, the weird man in front of him remained motionless with his mouth, and had no intention of eating at all.

The old primitive man waited for a while, and looked up and down the strange Han Cheng again with puzzled eyes.

“My chicken!”

Amid Han Cheng's silent wailing of blood, the old primitive man took the fragrant chicken breast away from Han Cheng's mouth.

Then, under the eyes of Han Cheng who could eat meat, he walked out with this piece of fat meat, tore them into small strips, and distributed them to the little primitive people in the cave who were jumping for joy.

Eldest brother took out a bag of large and small fruits from a place in the cave with animal skins, and distributed them to everyone one by one.

Seeing the old primitive man like a "master" eating a red and yellow fruit the size of an egg with relish, Han Cheng's heart was burning with urgency, his mouth was full of fluid, and his eyes were looking eagerly.

However, this was of no use, the people in the cave all ate their own food, and no one paid attention to him, a tree trunk that could only move his eyes.

After the dessert was used up, the entrance of the cave was blocked with thick stones, leaving a few not too big holes for ventilation and to prevent large beasts from entering.

Then everyone fell asleep one after another.

The place to sleep is very simple, that is, to sleep directly on the ground in the cave.

Those who are more particular will put some hay and animal skins under their bodies, and those who are not particular will sleep directly on the ground.

An older hominid took over from the old hominid outside, squatting by the fire tending the flames.

Compared with the previous time when the food was roasted, the flame at this time is much smaller, but it can remain unextinguished.

It seems they are also smart enough to save fuel.

Of course, not everyone will sleep obediently. Not long after they started to rest, some energetic people began to move tremblingly in the dim light.

It didn't take long before the original singing sounded in the quiet cave.

This point is very similar to what women in later generations sang...

It was late at night, and everyone in the cave had fallen asleep, including those who had been exercising in the dark.

Of course, these people did not include Han Cheng, who stood like a sculpture and whose stomach was on fire, and the primitive man who sat by the fire and took care of the flames.

There was the cry of a little primitive man, and then an adult woke up in a daze from sleep, whispering something, but the cry of the child didn't stop.

After a while, an adult primitive man held a 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 appeared in the seemingly blocked hole.

The big primitive man went out with the little primitive man in his arms, and one or two people who woke up from sleep also went out.

It didn't take long before he returned to the cave again, and went to the original place to sleep again.

According to experience, Han Cheng can understand what these people are doing.

Unexpectedly, these primitive people are quite hygienic, even at night, they have to go out to take care of personal hygiene...

Han Cheng, who was dizzy, was awakened by the noise in the cave. When he opened his eyes, he felt that his whole body was light. He knew that this was caused by not eating for a long time.

The dizziness was dizziness, but the torment like being on fire in his stomach disappeared, and he didn't feel hungry or thirsty anymore.

The stone slabs and other things used to block the door at the entrance of the cave have been removed, and the light comes in from the outside, making the cave much brighter.

Han Cheng found that the place where the light came in was not only the entrance of the cave, there were also several bright places above the cave.

I just don't know whether it was formed naturally, or these primitive people specially chiseled it out for light and ventilation.

The people in the cave should have eaten their meals. Under the command of the elder brother wearing a sexy tiger skin skirt, the people in the tribe had already taken their tools, and after a brief hustle and bustle, they all left together.

As soon as they left, the cave immediately seemed quiet and empty.

There were only twenty-three minor primitives left, one female primitive with a big belly, and three elderly primitives—one was the master next to Han Cheng in the depths of the cave, and the other two were Take turns replacing those in charge of tending the fire.

The one who took care of the fire last night has fallen asleep.

Of course, there is another person who is the primitive male with inconvenient legs, and the other is Han Cheng who is like a sculpture.

Han Cheng has nothing to love in his life, and he no longer wants to starve to death.

He just stood there in a daze, looking at everything in the cave, his mind running slowly.

The old primitive man beside him stood up, took a piece of unknown meat and put it next to Han Cheng's mouth again, the smell of meat burrowed into his nose.

He obviously didn't feel hungry anymore, but his stomach was rumbling uncontrollably.

Regarding Han Cheng's refusal to eat, the old primitive man still had doubts and thoughts on his face.

But this time he was obviously not as patient as last night. Not long after, after touching Han Cheng's stomach for a while, he took the food away with Han Cheng's wry smile to himself.

But instead of dividing the meat among the little primitives like last night, they went to the outer cave and squatted down on a stone.

There was a hole in the stone. He tore the meat in his hand into small pieces and put it in the hole. He took this stone and put another stone on it and began to smash the roasted meat.

The action is a bit like smashing garlic.

Han Cheng was a little confused, so according to the information he got from yesterday to now, food is a very precious thing in the tribe. How could this old primitive man dare to ruin it like this?

In his doubts, the old primitive smashed it for a while, then returned to the place where Han Cheng was staying, and found a thing that looked like a bowl and a plate made of an unknown skull, and walked up to the stone. , Grabbed out the sticky meat that had been smashed inside.

Then he walked to a stone basin that was not too big and filled with some water, scooped out some water from it, stretched out his fingers, stirred the sticky minced meat and water in the 'bone bowl' together, and held it Come to Han Cheng.

Put the 'Bone Bowl' onto Han Cheng's open mouth.

Seeing this scene, Han Cheng couldn't help crying, God, I can finally eat something!

Fortunately, the old primitive man was smart, otherwise he would have been starved to death, and then dried into a specimen-like existence, becoming the most aggrieved time traveler in history.

The special meat soup moistened Han Cheng's chapped lips and flowed into his thirsty mouth. He tried his best to control his tongue, which could only move slightly, swallowing this life-saving meat soup like rain.

Seeing that this method was effective, the old primitive man had a smile on his face.

Seeing that the weird man in front of him drank all the water in the 'bone bowl', and about half of the minced meat remained in the bowl, he went to the stone basin to scoop some water, stirred it, and then fed it to Han Cheng.