The unpleasant smell of burning chicken feathers lingered in the Qingque tribe for a long time. (The same smell is found when hair is burned.)

The ferocious and decent-looking pheasant has changed drastically under Han Cheng's touch.

Well, it can be described as disfigured.

The harder feathers on both wings, with the help of which they could fly for a short time, had all disappeared at this moment, leaving only the roots burned by the fire.

The flesh on the wings was exposed. With these two wings without feathers, the pheasant's flying skills were not very good. It would be strange if it could spread its wings and fly away.

Not only did its two wings become bald, but most of its butt was exposed.

It wasn't that Han Shenzi did something to it, but when he was using fire to burn its wings, the burning stick was too thick and difficult to control. In addition, this ferocious pheasant kept resisting, so half of its butt was exposed.

This is an accidental injury...

The pheasant, which looked miserable and almost one-third smaller, saw the ferocious little monkey walking towards it. It was so scared that it flapped its hairless wings and ran in the opposite direction in panic with its two strong legs, fearing that the little monkey would do something unspeakable to it again.

However, one of its feet was still tied with a rope, and it didn't run far before it was pulled and fell to the ground. The leg was pulled behind and raised high, but it was still struggling to move forward.

Han Cheng sniffed. Damn, is he so terrible?

I came here to bring you a meal of 'prison food' and you're so scared. Where's the courage that made you suddenly attack Tietou?

Han Cheng put down the pottery bowl in his hand and moved away from here, giving the bald pheasant a relatively quiet space to calm down.

The bowl was the one used by several other tribes during the previous joyful gathering. It contained some grass seeds, rapeseed, some dead insects, and some crushed grass. It was a combination of meat and vegetables and was very nutritious.

Chickens are omnivores and can eat both meat and vegetables. In this respect, they are better than the big white goose that is a rural bully in later generations. Although that guy is domineering, he is a strict vegetarian. Although he swims happily in the water, he does not catch fish to eat.

If a cat who always wants to steal fish but can't swim knew this, it would be almost mad to death.

Han Cheng watched from afar. After a while, the disfigured pheasant could not resist the temptation of delicious food. It came to the bowl and stretched its head to peck at the food inside.

After taking a few bites, he raised his head and looked at Han Cheng, looking extremely alert.

Han Cheng looked at this with a smile on his face.

In fact, humans can tame many birds. There is a reason why chickens, ducks and geese stand out among so many birds and become the main force in the poultry world.

The biggest reason is that they are not very particular. When they want to do something, the old rooster stretches out one of his wings at an angle, draws a few strokes on the ground with one foot like practicing signing, and then jumps onto the back of the hen. It is very quick and direct.

Unlike some birds, which sing, spread their feathers, and look for beautiful stones, after doing a series of things, it is very rare to be in love two or three times a year.

The chicken coop had not been built yet, so the pheasant, whose clothes were half stripped by Han Cheng, could only live outside in fear for the time being.

The people of the Green Bird Tribe, who had just witnessed the magic of the rabbit trap, were extremely enthusiastic about setting the rabbit trap to catch prey. In the afternoon, many people followed their Son of God to see this rare thing.

He set more than a hundred rabbit traps before he stopped.

Including those that were not collected before, there are almost two hundred traps in total. The area around the Qingque tribe is full of these small and practical traps.

That night, many people in the Qingque tribe had trouble falling asleep, wishing that the day would dawn so they could go pick up prey...

Early the next morning, many people got up and went to collect rabbit traps. They were even more enthusiastic than eating.

The more traps you set, the more you will gain. Not surprisingly, the Qingque tribe had another bumper harvest.

In addition to the three fat rabbits, there was also a pheasant with a long tail, two unknown large birds, two fat mouse-like creatures and a half-grown weasel.

Wu was overjoyed holding the rabbit, while Han Cheng had a special liking for the pheasant.

He used a brutal method to pluck out the extremely colorful long feathers on the rooster's butt one by one, and then used the same method to slim down the pheasant. Then he carried the plucked pheasant, whose butt was bleeding, and stuffed it into the chicken coop that had been built to keep the female pheasant, which was also disfigured, company.

When putting the newly caught pheasant into the chicken coop, Han Cheng got a surprise.

In the corner of the chicken coop, there was an oval-shaped thing with brown color and some spots on it, lying there quietly.

Although it was just an ordinary egg, it seemed to be emitting the glow of some treasure, and immediately attracted Han Cheng's attention.

This pheasant with half of its butt exposed is really doing well!

Han Cheng couldn't wait to take a long-handled bone shovel, put the shovel through the gap in the wooden raft at the top of the chicken coop, and carefully shoveled out this egg of great significance.

The eggs were not big, even smaller than the chicken eggs raised by later generations.

The egg skin is not hard and feels soft in your hand.

Han Cheng didn't mind this. In later generations, if the chickens were frightened too much or chased for a long distance, they would easily lay soft eggs the next day.

It seems that Han Cheng left a big shadow on this proud female pheasant yesterday. Not only did it lay soft eggs, but even when Han Cheng used a bone shovel to take away the eggs it laid in front of it, it did not dare to step forward to stop him.

Han Cheng just gave a thumbs-up to the pheasants who were cowering in the corner, not daring to move. He pointed his hairless butt at them and, without caring whether they saw it or not, he lowered the raft to seal the chicken coop completely, then ran quickly into the cave holding the soft egg.

He couldn't wait to eat it.

Wash the small clay pot used for cooking with clean water, then add half a pot of clean water, place it on a simple stove supported by three stones and burn it with fire. After not long, the water in the pot has boiled.

Han Cheng picked up the soft egg and tore off the soft outer egg skin with his hands. The reddish egg with more yolk and less egg white was then plunged into the boiling water.

Cover the pot with a lid, roll it a few times, and a bowl of poached eggs is ready.

Yes, a bowl! And it’s a big bowl!

Han Cheng made a big bowl of egg custard with an egg, just like the person in the joke about picking up a sparrow and calling his friends to have soup.

He picked up the egg with chopsticks, brought it to his mouth, and carefully bit off a piece of the white jade-like egg white. He found it extremely delicious.

When I bit through the thin layer of egg white in the middle and sucked a mouthful of the "sugar kernel" yolk, I felt like I was about to ascend to heaven.

Sure enough, the people who traveled back to the primitive age were the most miserable. They were so greedy that they ate even an egg and almost cried because of how much they ate.

Fu Jiang stared at his master who was eating with such delicious taste, humming anxiously. After a while, Han Chengcai reluctantly gave Fu Jiang a piece of egg white that he had squeezed out from between his teeth.

Then he held the bowl and drank the egg tea mouthful by mouthful. Although there was no sugar, the taste still made Han Cheng miss it very much...