Lushan Hot Spring Valley, a new day is coming.

Wang Qiang woke up from the bamboo building in the hot spring - yes, yesterday Wang Qiang discovered a flock of goats, which was deeply loved by his clan members. When Wang Qiang came back from the "Bamboo Forest Giant Bow Research Institute", he found that the tribes built a brand new bamboo building for the God Envoy next to the fairy's bamboo palace. Prehistoric humans were so simple and there was nothing to say.

As for today, of course, I just went to see the crane with a lot of pain. Although Wang Qiang really wanted to continue to see the progress of the giant crossbow, he had already taught all his life to his clan members last night. As for the others, it is not necessarily better than them, so I won’t mess around and let them play freely. Anyway, as long as the bow is solved, the accessories behind it will be a matter of time.

When Wang Qiang left the bamboo house, he found that Sister Hua was preparing breakfast on the fire outside - a jar of white melon soup.

Sister Hua smiled and said, "Chief, I have worked hard these days. We have also learned how to use this pottery jar. It's really so advanced. Try the gourd soup! We used to eat it raw or roast it on the fire." As she spoke, Sister Hua poured the soup paste of the pottery jar into the pottery bowl.

Wang Qiang was very pleased. Among these thin and short tribe members, a mature woman like Sister Hua is so dazzling and cured her aesthetic fatigue that she had been staying for many years. Moreover, Wang Qiang has no expectations for the food here since he traveled through time and basically swallowed it with his eyes closed, but Sister Hua himself had to taste it.

Wang Qiang smelled the nose and found that it was indeed the taste of the gourds in later generations. It was a bit bitter when he drank it in one sip, but compared to what he had eaten these days, it was too much more powerful.

Wang Qiang praised: "Okay~!!"

Sister Hua smiled and said, "If the chief likes to eat, I will cook it for the chief every day!"

Wang Qiang suddenly remembered something: "The melons on this mountain are winter melons and gourds, right?"

"yes."

Wang Qiang suddenly realized that as a high-end player of the Great Sailing Game, Wang Qiang certainly remembers that many things in the supermarket are not from China, such as pumpkin, potatoes, tomatoes, and peppers are from South America. Watermelon is in the Middle East and Egypt, cucumber eggplant is from India, loofah is from Indonesia, especially the slice of Indonesia, where all kinds of hot pot seasonings are produced there.

There seem to be not many vegetables that are truly native to China! The harder our ancestors have lived. But the more bitter the nation is, the more we will be able to invent wisdom and fight against heaven and earth. This is also the reason why our ancestors have always been advanced.

As for the gourd, it is a gourd. It is not worth mentioning that this is native to China. It is a Chinese divine gourd, and it has mythical colors like a crane! Various gourd brothers, the immortal gourd of the Taishang Laojun, the gourd that the King of Gold and Silver Horn shouted you that you dare to agree, Jin Zha asked Tang Monk to pass the gourd of Liusha River, Zhong Kui's blood gourd to catch ghosts, the gourd of the medicinal selling gourd, and Jigong's wine gourd, to put it bluntly, it would be better to live without bamboo, riding without cranes, but not without gourds! Without a domineering gourd with a dragon and a phoenix, I feel embarrassed to say that he is an immortal!

Just as Wang Qiang let go of his thoughts, Xiang Ting came with a dozen melon-eating crowds: "Sir God, we are ready."

Wang Qiang looked up and saw that these people were not old and weak, but the "last warrior" of the tribe who brought Wang Qiang back that day. The people of these tribes also ate gourds, and they were still the kind of raw melons to eat! Let me tie them up!

Wang Qiang said, "It's just right here. You usually eat this gourd directly?"

Xiang Gang said in surprise: "Yes, and if you want to eat the gourd as soon as possible, it will not taste good when you get old, and the skin outside becomes hard and you can't chew it."

Hahahaha, there was finally another project that my ex missed. Wang Qiang sighed: "Wrong, the gourd is to wait for it to grow fat and the outer skin becomes hard. The skin is of great use. It can be filled with water and things, and it is elastic. It will not fall accidentally like a clay pot. It is more suitable for marching and carrying. In short, don't smash the skin when eating. Use a tree stick to take out the melon and meat inside and put it outside to dry..."

Everyone suddenly realized: "I am worthy of being the God Envoy. It turns out that this is how gourds are eaten!"

Xiang Gang was even more far-sighted: "In this way, it would save a lot of people burning pottery and make a lot of utensils!"

Wang Qiang said with relief: "No, and only the old gourds have mature gourd seeds, so that we can plant gourds like millet like our ex, so we don't have to rely on our backs for our family!"

Xianggang said excitedly: "Okay, let's go and tell the elders immediately. From today on, no one can eat gourds—except God's envoy! You must wait until the gourds grow and become hard before eating them!"

Wang Qiang was even more relieved: "Very good, you guys go and talk first, I will finish eating then and then set off."

"good"

Looking at the people of the tribes cheering and telling each other, Wang Qiang felt unspeakable. As a time traveler, he should do what the time traveler should do. How awesome is in the ex, but it is also the beginning of the north. There may be no gourd there? Finally, my brother picked up a leak, hahahaha!

As for what to do after having the gourd and the crane? Humph! That's called a cultural brand! Without a brand or a show-off, what's the difference between myself and salted fish? How can I make the barbarians surrender? So the wine pool and meat forest must be built, and the wine cannot be stopped. This is how high-end players play.

But then again, it's a game after all. What if there is really a boss-level gourd god in this game? Then I won't say anything about it. Build a Wuzhuang Temple to offer ginseng fruit trees! Hahahaha~~~

Finally, after Wang Qiang had a full drink of a can of melon soup, Xiang Gang and the others also reported that they had returned, so Xiang Gang led the way to officially set off. However, before arriving at the destination, Wang Qiang still had to ride an elephant. This kind of prehistoric era, especially in this kind of mountain without roads, was simply unthinkable without a mount.

So after a morning, the team walked along the stream to a steep cliff like a cliff. Wang Qiang seemed to hear the echo of the birds crying from the sky, which was very loud and long and soaring into the sky. Is this a crane? Only a long-necked bird like a crane can make a long high notation far better than a rooster crow?

Xiang Gang reminded: "God envoy, this is the sound of those big birds, and there is no road here. We will first send people to climb up and tie the rope to meet them, and then the adults will come over with the rope. Or, tie the rope directly on the adults' waist and pull the adults up. However, it may take a day to climb up such a mountain, so if the adults think that the situation is wrong, please come down halfway, otherwise it will be difficult to say whether the firewood and tent we bring will be on the night."

Looking at the towering cliff in front of him, Wang Qiang was really trembling. But Wang Qiang was a little confused. Cranes are migratory birds? You must find a warm place to spend the winter in the south? This mountain is so high and cold, how can they stay? Or is there a different world on this mountain? After all, it was Mount Lu 10,000 or 20,000 years ago. The earthquake in the middle was very different from later generations?
Chapter completed!