I have a sea in ancient times

Chapter 226 Ask primitive people to eat a hundred catties of pork, I am inflated

After buying fishing nets.

Lu Hai bought a large iron pot, some iron basins, and iron spoons at a nearby grocery store, and at the same time went to the vegetable market in the town to buy a hundred catties of pork.

More than 20 barrels of mineral water.

For his own safety, Lu Hai felt that those primitive people should not be allowed to eat wild game anymore, otherwise it would be really unsafe, maybe there really is a super virus in this world.

Because it is possible to catch sailfish today, Lu Hai first went to the pier to buy a lot of octopus and squid. It seems that sailfish still like to eat this kind of food.

Then I went to the ice factory to buy a lot of ice cubes. The fiberglass tugboat did not have a refrigerated warehouse. If there were really large fish such as sailfish and tuna, I would not immediately bleed them, clean their internal organs, and take them to ice.

The blood of these fish penetrates into the flesh very well, and coagulates and accumulates, resulting in a bloody smell, and the price will become very bad.

For example, processed tuna meat can be sold for one or two hundred yuan per catty, while unprocessed tuna meat is estimated to be less than 50 yuan.

Lu Hai drove the car into the old factory.

Then click to go to the exploration space. The weather in today's exploration space is clear. The traces of yesterday's heavy rain have disappeared, and the ground looks very dry.

What surprised Lu Hai was.

The primitive man built a new thatched hut. The place closest to him, next to the iron cage, built a rather large thatched hut with many feathers on it. Lu Hai thought it should be the house where a chief lived.

A fire was burning next to the thatched hut. It seemed that they managed to protect the fire yesterday.

Next to the fire on Monday, holding a net rope as if building a wooden fence, it looks like trying to protect the fire through the wooden fence.

She also tied a lot of coconut leaves on the wooden fence to prevent it from being doused by the rain again.

Since the thatched huts were blown down by strong winds last time, they seemed to be smart this time and moved stones to suppress the foundations of the huts.

Lu Hai really wanted to tell them that this was of no use. The next time there was such a strong wind, the thatched cottage would still be blown to the ground, but if there were some developments, let them explore by themselves.

The reason why the world is interesting is that there are always some wonderful things to be discovered. A famous saying popped up in Lu Hai's mind. I don't know which great man said it.

And now, Lu Hai doesn't have to check those cameras every time he enters the exploration space. These primitive people will become his safest line of defense.

As long as these primitive people are fine, the safety of exploring space will be much higher.

But safety is no small matter.

Lu Hai felt that it would be best for him to be more cautious, as people are most likely to overturn when they are most relaxed.

When Lu Hai was playing the game of "pesticide", what he disliked the most was the downwind. Often when the wind was down, everyone would start to wave and then be overturned.

Then there was a series of spats between teammates, shirking each other's responsibilities. When encountering this kind of situation, it felt like eating a poop.

This is also the fundamental reason why Lu Hai doesn't like this game. There are too many wave ratios, too many trolls, and more actors.

After patrolling around.

After confirming that it was safe, Lu Hai got out of the car. He found that the little wild boar seemed to be a little depressed, lying on a pile of purslane, as if he was about to go on a hunger strike.

After seeing Lu Hai, it stood up and called "Gi~Gi~" a few times to him, as if it was protesting.

Lu Hai smiled lightly.

This is the highest level of treatment. There are so many pigs on the earth that even if you want to eat wild vegetables, you can't eat them. After all, wild vegetables may be more expensive than pig feed.

Looking at the group of primitive people who were still eating messy game, Lu Hai directly asked them to bury all those things.Let those monkeys go.

Under his despotic power.

Even if their most important food was moved, the primitive people were very obedient and threw away all the monkey meat, orangutan meat, and lizard meat.

At the same time, Lu Hai handed over the high-pressure water gun to Monday and asked her to wash those primitive people who had never bathed.

While they were washing their bodies, Lu Hai built two stoves with stones and cement. He didn't bother to wait for the cement to dry, so he directly put a large iron pot on the stove and poured in a lot of fresh water.

Lu Hai handed over the work of burning firewood to Xiaobai. It might be difficult for primitive people to cook, but they are masters at setting fires.

After burning for almost 10 minutes.

The water in the pot had already boiled, Lu Hai threw all the pork that he bought today into the iron pot, and sprinkled some simple seasonings on it.

Then cover the pot.

One hundred catties of meat.

Two catties of meat per person should be enough for today. Anyway, they are strong against hunger, so one meal a day is almost enough.

After half an hour.

The primitive people have returned one after another, and their dark skins have been washed black and red by the high-pressure water gun, as if they have been beaten.

However, after washing the original man, it looks much more pleasing to the eye, and it doesn't smell so bad.

About this time.

The pot of pork was already cooked, and the lid of the pot made a bang bang bang sound.

Lu Hai lifted the lid of the pot, skimmed off the pig's blood foam, and then put some monosodium glutamate to taste.

Now farmed pork, without seasoning, really doesn't have much taste.

I don’t know if it’s because the breed of pig has changed, or if the taste of farmed pork is the same. Anyway, it’s not so fragrant. It’s not like when I was a child, the pork was stewed in a pressure cooker for half an hour. The elderly and children loved it, and the children next door cried.
Times have changed now.

Pork has also changed, and it is more expensive.

After the primitive people came back, according to the relevant regulations, they did not dare to get too close to Lu Hai, and always kept a distance of more than 20 meters from him.

But the nose has already smelled that fragrant smell, the kind that some primitive people's saliva can't stop at all, and they keep wiping it with their hands.

Xiao Bai, who was closest to Lu Hai, also kept swallowing, feeling that the food was really delicious, and he had never smelled such a good smell before.

The little wild boar in the fence kept digging into the soil violently. It has the best sense of smell inside, and it has already smelled the fragrance from the very beginning.

It has been on a hunger strike for a day, drooling non-stop, and those pig eyes seem to say: "I want to eat, I really want to eat."

Lu Hai distributed those iron basins to the feather patriarch and asked her to distribute them to the primitive people one by one.

Of course, Lu Hai also took an iron basin. After picking up the big iron spoon, he scooped up a few pieces of bone meat and some pork broth.

The pork bone soup made from more than 100 catties of pork was really delicious, and Lu Hai couldn't help swallowing.

Just kidding, pork is so expensive now, pork on the island is even more expensive than in the city, and this one hundred catties cost him nearly 4000 yuan.

Lu Hai smelled the pork soup. It was thick and thick, with a layer of lard floating on it.

Fragrant, very fragrant.

This is not cooked pork.

This is money.

But Lu Hai doesn't plan to eat it like this directly. As an exquisite noodle lover, there is this kind of soup, which can be cooked together without adding noodles.

That was nothing short of insulting.

After Lu Hai finished scooping, he gave the big iron spoon to Monday and asked her to distribute the rest to the rest of the primitive people.

"Ah woo~ ah woo~"

The primitive people burst into cheers, danced excitedly with the iron pan, and used the iron pan as a drumhead, making a loud ping-pong sound.

And not far from here.

"What about my share?" The little wild boar was extremely sad, and could only watch them finish their food, licking up the last drop.

Having resigned itself to its fate, it tried to take a bite of the grass on the ground. It was sour and slippery. It was indeed taught by its mother when she was still there.

"In the past, if she was gone one day and she was hungry, she could eat this kind of grass."

The little wild boar who ate a few bites found it.

Grass is quite delicious.

(End of this chapter)