Chapter 463： 1 packet of spicy small fish

Yang Xiao and the monk returned to the cave, collected the branches, lit the bonfire, and took out a wolf for the monk to peel and cook.

"Amitabha, could you not leave me with such a **** thing?"

Yang Xiao: "..."

"I really hope you say the same when you eat. There is grass everywhere. You can pull some grass over to eat."

Yang Xiao threw the wolf to Ben Yin, walked to the front of the giant eagle, took out a ten-meter-long tiger from the space ring, took out a sword and peeled it, and threw the flesh to the giant eagle.

Ben Yin monk stunned, "Amitabha! The breaking of the ring is small and the starvation is big. The Buddha will forgive me because I want to keep this useful body to spread the Buddhist cause!"

With that said, take the sword to peel the wolf.

Yang Xiao has peeled away the tiger skin three or five times.

"The tiger skin is good, big enough, and the tiger hair is warm enough. After drying, it can be laid in the cave to sleep and rest."

Based on the genetic evolution level of Yang Xiao and Ben Yin, they no longer fear the cold, but they will feel much more comfortable if they put a piece of tiger skin in the cave.

Yang Xiao hung the peeled tiger skin on the rock wall outside.

Ben Yin also learned the appearance of Yang Xiao, peeled the wolf skin, and hung it on the rock wall to air dry.

Before skinning, the monk Benin read a few words of "Amitabha Buddha," which caused Yang Xiao to laugh.

At this time, it was still early, and the sun was hanging on the mountain peaks in the distance.

Yang Xiao glanced around and always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

Still took out the box of spicy small fish from the space ring, took out a packet from inside and tore it, and the monk of Benin ate it.

"Wine, take a sip!"

Ben said hurriedly.

Yang Xiao smiled and took out Maotai and handed it to Ben Yin.

"I think you are the reincarnation of the monk Ji Gong, haha!"

Ben Yin took two sips and handed the bottle to Yang Xiao, saying:

"I first liked wine when I first came into contact with my family. When I was a kid, I liked the sweet wine made by my grandma, and later I liked white wine and beer. In short, I like all kinds of wine."

"You should not become a monk, you should open a bar, haha!"

Ben also laughed.

"Just take this bottle of wine and don't give it to me. Take a sip when you want to drink."

"No, I can't control the wine in my backpack. It's better to leave it with you. The water flows long. In such a lonely and boring day, I can only drink wine, eat meat, and blow the mountain wind to live. "

The two were chatting and eating barbecue while they were sipping spicy small fish, and they ate the spicy wolf meat.

After eating, Yang Xiaoshun threw the packaging bag to the bonfire, and suddenly his heart moved, and his eyes swept around the bonfire, saying:

"There are monsters here."

The monk was surprised, "Why do you say that?"

"I lost the two bags on the ground the other day."

Yang Xiao pointed at the newly lost Xingyuehu brand spicy small fish packaging bag.

Ben laughed:

"Here is the forest. A gust of wind may have blown away long ago."

"No, there have been no strong winds these days, and the ashes of our campfire have not blown."

"Maybe other monsters did come. By the way, the packaging bag on the ground was taken away as food. This is also normal."

Yang Xiao nodded, but there was always a strange feeling in his heart. This was an intuition and he could not explain why.

Nothing happened overnight. In the early morning of the next day, the two were angry. After eating the barbecue, they rode on the giant eagle and flew into the deep mountain of Shenlongjia.

Before leaving, Yang Xiao deliberately left a bag of unopened spicy fish, and left a few pieces of roasted wolf meat on the bonfire, and sprinkled salt on the roasted wolf meat.

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After Yang Xiao left, A Yong came to the cave again on time.

When he saw a whole pack of spicy small fish on the ground, his eyes were straight.

Yesterday, many people in the Ayong tribe licked the chili oil in the packaging bag. After being so hot and tearful, they felt very addictive and very exciting. They wanted to try it again, but found it was gone.

Most of their daily food is raw food, there is no so-called oil and salt, and there is salt in chili oil. The taste of salt strongly stimulates their taste buds and makes them want to stop. Even if they are called "ahh", they still think Very cool.

Now that a whole pack of spicy fish is in front of him, Ayong is going to be happy.

Picking up the spicy fish, even the roast wolf on the bonfire was too lazy to take a look, and flew away immediately.

They now have a fire and can eat their own barbecue every day, so the barbecue on the campfire is not rare, the rare is the salty taste brought by the spicy fish.

Ayong quickly ran back to the valley where the tribe lived and shouted:

"Fish, fish, fish ..."

The children and other savages in the valley all ran out and were pleasantly surprised to see the whole package of spicy small fish in the hands of Ayong. Those who had tasted the chili oil yesterday remembered the special taste freshly, and the saliva was secreted immediately in the mouth .

Ayong ’s father, the elder of this savage tribe, took the spicy fish from Ayong and patted Ayong's shoulder happily, saying:

"Ayong, good job!"

The little savages around also yelled,

"Brother Ayong, good job!"

Dozens of eyes looked at the bag of spicy small fish in the hands of the elder ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The elder thought for a moment and said:

"Stew meat at night, just put this ah fish in the soup."

The rest of the savages applauded.

By chance, there were more than a dozen donkey friends cooking at the Shenlong frame. They carried several large aluminum pots, but for no reason, they were not taken away when they left. Their daily necessities are sometimes used to stew meat and fish soup when there is fire.

At noon that day, the little tribe stewed a pot of broth on a simple stovetop built with stones, and put half a bag of spicy small fish. Each member was given a bowl with spicy and slightly salty taste. The broth was delicious.

This savage tribe has some porcelain bowls and iron basins, which have been picked up or stolen from tourists and residents under the mountain over the years.

These simple utensils are very helpful for improving their lives, and some savages have even learned to use chopsticks.

Many people sip spicy soup and open their mouths, "Ah, ah, ah ..."

There was a "ah, ah, ah" voice inside the cave.

At this moment, dozens of young and wild savages walked into the valley and came to the cave. They heard the sound of "ah, ah, ah" from the cave far away, all in shock.

One of the leading strong men laughed:

"The old stone tribe is now more and more open. A group of people are together in the daytime, and today we can catch up."

"Hey, boss, let's go and see."

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