Chapter 6 Golden Roasted Pig

Fengyun dragged the sharp-horned pig out of the woods, ready to go home and take care of it.

"stop!"

Two strong men almost twice as tall as Fengyun blocked his way.

"What are you going to do?"

Fengyun was very calm.

The tribe has a rule that it is not allowed to snatch other people's prey, otherwise they will be severely punished, and he is not worried that these two people will try to snatch it.

A strong man with a scar on his face asked, "Who killed this sharp-horned pig?"

"I."

"you?"

Scarface looked him up and down, with a suspicious expression on his face.

The other person also looked skeptical.

Fengyun didn't say much, and directly tore off his clothes, exposing the snake's head on his chest.

The suspicion on the faces of the two disappeared immediately.

Although the sharp-horned pig is fierce, it is not too difficult for a formal totem warrior to kill it.

Fengyun glanced at the two of them and asked, "Can I go?"

"Okay."

Fengyun grabbed the sharp-horned pig's tusks and walked towards home.

"Wait a minute."

He had just taken a few steps when he was called again.

Feng Yun turned around, looked at the two people who were walking towards him, and showed an impatient expression: "What are you guys going to do?"

Scarface showed an apologetic smile: "You don't have to worry too much. I just want to ask which hunting team you belong to, so I can have someone to take care of you in the future."

"I don't have a hunting party."

"Um?"

"I just became an official warrior, and I haven't joined the hunting team yet."

Scarface's eyes lit up, this is a good seedling.

At such a young age, he can become a full-fledged soldier, and he can also kill fierce sharp-horned pigs by himself. His potential is endless, and he must not let it go.

He turned his head and looked at the other person, showing a flattering smile: "How about you joining our hunting team?"

"Not interested in."

Scarface was not angry, but still had a smile on his face.

"Don't rush to refuse. Our captain Shi is a famous hunter. Every time we hunt, our team is among the best. If you join our..."

"I'm not going to join the hunting team yet. I still have something to do. I'm going back."

As if seeing that Fengyun had lost his patience, another person gave Scarface a wink.

Scarface immediately understood, and smiled apologetically: "Sorry to bother you. But please tell us your name and make friends."

"False."

Feng Yun gave a fake name directly, and left quickly, dragging the sharp-horned pig.

After walking a few steps, he himself stopped and turned to look at the two of them.

The two were overjoyed, thinking that he had changed his mind, and looked at him with anticipation.

"I would trouble you to report to Wu that this sharp-horned pig was in the complete zone when I killed it."

"Is it really in the safe zone?"

The two showed a look of surprise.

"If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself."

"I trust you."

The two immediately turned around and ran towards the big stone house where the witch lived in the middle of the tribe.

The appearance of savage beasts in the safe area is a big deal, and if it is not handled properly, it will cause great harm. They cannot bear the responsibility of not notifying them if they know there is danger.

At the same time, they also want to please Fengyun.

They still haven't given up the idea of ​​recruiting Fengyun into their hunting team.

At the door of the house, Fengyun found that Bei had already arrived, and was squatting down to look at the paper he had hung on the leaves.

Seeing Fengyun coming back, she immediately greeted him, pointed at the sharp-horned pig, and asked joyfully, "You killed this?"

"What? You don't believe it?"

"Yes, of course I do. Brother Yun is the best.

"

There was a look of admiration on Bei's face.

"Brother Yun, tell me, how did you kill this big guy?"

Fengyun didn't hide anything, and told the process of killing the sharp-horned pig.

"The totem warrior is so powerful. I wish I could become a totem warrior."

Bei looked at Fengyun's face, full of envy.

"You don't need to worry. You are still young. When you are old enough, you will definitely be able to become a real totem warrior."

"Really? I can kill such a big horned pig too?"

"Of course you can. What is the horned pig? You can definitely kill a wild beast that is stronger than it."

Bei chuckled, it seemed that she had killed many powerful beasts.

While talking, the wind picked up, Fengyun decided to put the paper away first.

Bei helped from the side, stroked their smooth surface with his hand, and asked, "Brother Yun, is this paper?"

"Um."

"Then what's the use of them?"

"Wipe your ass."

"Wipe your butt?" Bei called out, "Brother Yun, did you make this paper just to save your ass?"

"Not bad. Well, bring some back when you go back later, it's guaranteed to be better than leaves, sticks and stones."

"Thank you, Brother Yun. But these papers are so good, wouldn't it be too wasteful to wipe your butt?"

"It's okay. You've seen the process of making paper, and it's not difficult. Just remake it after you use it up."

Put away all the papers in a thick stack.

Fengyun nodded, enough for a while.

He moved the paper into the house and put it away, and began to deal with the sharp-horned pig.

He first used a stone ax to chop off the sharp horn on the horned pig's head.

The horns of the horned pig are good things, not only sharp, but also very strong, and with a good wood, you can make a good quality spear.

Bei took a sharp stone knife and came to help.

"Don't open its stomach just yet."

Seeing that Bei was going to cut open the stomach of the sharp-horned pig, Feng Yun hurriedly stopped him.

"How can I eat it without breaking it?"

"I'm going to make a new way of eating today."

"A new way of eating?"

A string of little stars immediately appeared in Bei's eyes.

A concept has formed in her mind.

As long as Fengyun adopts a new method of processing food, it means that a new delicacy is about to be born.

The wind dragged the sharp-horned pig to an open field, covered it with dead branches and dry grass, and started to ignite it.

After a while, a scorched smell spread out.

"Brother Yun, is there really no problem?"

Bei held his nose and took a few steps back.

The smell was indeed not good, and she, who had always been extremely confident in Fengyun, couldn't help being a little shaken.

Seeing that others have dealt with it like this, Fengyun is still confident and not worried.

"You trust me. I'll surprise you."

The fire went out.

The horned pigs had all turned black.

"Brother Yun, is this still edible?"

Looking at the scorched horned pig, Bei could no longer hide his disappointment.

Fengyun didn't answer, and directly scraped the sharp-horned pig with a stone knife, and rinsed it with clean water while scraping.

After a while, the scraped area turned into a beautiful golden yellow, and at the same time, a very pleasant fragrance came out.

Bei walked to Fengyun's side, and while helping him to shave, apologized: "Brother Yun, I'm sorry. I shouldn't doubt you."

"It's nothing. If it were me, I would be suspicious, after all, my way of handling it is too weird."

After scraping off the roasted black part of the sharp-horned pig, Feng Yun turned it over again, covered it with dead branches and dried grass and continued to burn.

This time, they recruited people from the tribe.

In order to keep quiet and to prevent other people from discovering his abnormality, he deliberately chose a remote house, but when he was burning, the wind began to turn, and the smell of scorching began to drift into the tribe.

Some people who smelled it couldn't help it, they came out to check, only to find that Fengyun was burning a pig.

When they saw the sharp-horned pig that had been burned to black charcoal, they all shook their heads, showing that Fengyun was reckless.

Fengyun and Bei exchanged glances, and took the initiative to tell those people that they did this to remove the hair from the sharp-horned pig.

Finally, they also warmly invited them to stay and eat meat once.

Everyone shook their heads like rattles, thank you for your kindness.

After everyone had left, Fengyun and Bei began to blow.

It didn't take long, and the whole sharp-horned pig was scraped clean, and the whole body was golden yellow. Just looking at it gave me an appetite, and Bei's saliva even flowed out.

Since there are already a lot of seasonings, Fengyun has a lot more room to manipulate, frying, frying and frying, he insisted on making nearly ten dishes.

Although his culinary skills are not worth mentioning in the eyes of a real chef, Bei still eats so much that he can't even walk.

While Bei was digesting food, Fengyun began to deal with the mess.

Pickle the rest of the sharp-horned pig with salt, and wash the pots and bowls.

Once again he felt inconvenient.

The pot was made out of a whole block of stone, and most of the bowls were also carved from stone. They were very bulky, ugly, and the quantity was small, making it extremely inconvenient to use.

The pottery should be fired as soon as possible.

He was going to start firing immediately after the shells were cooked.

"Fired pottery? What is pottery? Can it be eaten?"

Hearing that Fengyun was going to burn pottery, Bei's eyes immediately lit up. Obviously, she connected pottery with the roasted pig just now, and instinctively thought that pottery was also something that could be eaten.

"You just know how to eat."

Fengyun shook his head helplessly, and directly gave up explaining the principle of pottery firing to Bei, and just told her what to do.

Mixing mud, beating, shaping, and firing, a set of procedures has been followed, and it is finally time to accept the results.

Fengyun carefully removed the ash with a wooden stick, revealing some gray-black containers.

He felt a slight heat in his chest.

He didn't care about it, he just thought that eating too much sharp-horned pig meat would have an effect on the transportation and transformation of swallowing.

However, as long as he opened the clothes on his chest, he would find that the situation was completely different from what he had imagined.

The snake's head on his chest became clearer and more realistic, especially its eyes opened, as if it had come to life.

If Wu Wu saw the change of the totem on his chest at this time, he would definitely be shocked.

Don't say that Fengyun has just become an official totem warrior, even those high-level totem warriors, not all of them can make the totem open their eyes.

In other words, it was almost certain that he would become a senior totem warrior.

Ever since the Yan Snake Tribe was defeated by the Black Crow Tribe and retreated to the ancestral land - Snake God Mountain, it has been fifty years since a high-level totem warrior appeared.

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