What Han Cheng had thought before, that he would be eaten by a group of primitive people, did not happen.
Following the eldest brother's call, everyone in the cave immediately began to work in an orderly manner.
The old primitive man who was in charge of looking after the fire brought dry branches and tree trunks from the side and added them to the firewood pile. A weak flame soon rose up and the cave became brighter.
Two male primitives were using thin stone knives to skin the rabbit they had just caught today, and another was plucking the feathers of the unfortunate pheasant.
Five or six female primitive people with nimble hands and feet took over a dozen fish of varying sizes, ranging from one foot to two feet, which the eldest brother had picked out from a corner of the cave. They skillfully strung them up with branches and roasted them over the fire with their hands.
Before long, the aroma of fish wafted through the cave.
Those little primitive people who were lively and energetic before, became quiet after the aroma of the roasted fish began to waft. They gathered around the fire, drooling as they stared at the roasted fish being licked by the flames.
Some of the younger ones were so greedy that they kept sucking their fingers.
Not long after, the skinned and plucked hares and pheasants were also pierced with tree forks and joined the barbecue.
Han Cheng looked at the wild barbecue and smelled the tempting aroma of the meat, and he felt like he was being melted by its food.
Although he did not see these people scraping the scales and removing the internal organs of the roasted fish, and only removing the skin and fur of the two hares and pheasants, and not removing the internal organs, he was already extremely hungry, so why would he care about such a small flaw at this time?
I just want to get something into my stomach as soon as possible.
Especially when he saw that the first seven or eight grilled fish had been taken down and placed on the stone slab, Han Cheng was so greedy that he wanted to pounce on them and eat them all!
However, the reality is cruel. He can't move at all like a sculpture. He can only stand here straight and stare at it. He can't do anything else.
While he was feeling helpless, some unexpected things also happened to him.
Those little primitive people, who were obviously very hungry, saw the grilled fish with an enticing aroma, but no one came forward to eat it. Instead, they just stood around it.
It's just that the look in my eyes when I look at these things is more eager.
This made Han Cheng quite emotional.
If this happened in later generations, such a small amount of things would have been eaten up by children long ago.
In later generations, children are far more valuable than adults, especially in occasions such as banquets. It does not matter whether the adults eat well or not, but the children must be satisfied first.
After experiencing several dinner parties where he encountered a naughty child who would pull the turntable and not let anyone else move, who would pick and choose the dishes on a full plate, who would bite a piece of pork chop in his mouth and throw it back into the bowl because it was not tasty, etc., Han CD developed a phobia of eating at the same table with naughty children.
That feeling is not as comfortable as eating fried noodles made by yourself.
“Gurgle…”
Thinking of the rich food in the future, Han Cheng's stomach growled again. He hadn't eaten for almost two days and one night since he came here.
All the food, including rabbits and pheasants, was roasted and placed together on a stone slab not too far from the fire.
No one went to get food, but everyone was waiting for something.
While Han Cheng was puzzled, the eldest senior brother who had been staying somewhere else walked over, tore off a chicken leg and half a chicken breast and placed them on a leaf.
After thinking for a while, he pulled off a rabbit's hind leg and put it on top, then held it in both hands and walked towards Han Cheng.
Under Han Cheng's eager gaze, the eldest senior brother walked straight past him, held the fragrant roasted meat in both hands, placed it respectfully in front of the old primitive man, and then walked out.
The eldest brother seems to have extremely high authority in this tribe.
He ignored the others and went straight to where the food was placed. He took the more than half remaining roast chicken, took five fish, and left on his own.
After he left, the others came forward, but there was no looting and the process of getting food was relatively orderly.
After the eldest brother, it was the second brother with a big belly. He grabbed the rabbit with one leg missing, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.
It was obvious that he really wanted to take all the rabbits away, but when he turned around to look at Junior Brother Sha who was staring at the rabbits in his hands, he did not put his idea into practice.
Instead, he seemed reluctant to part with the two rabbit legs and placed them on the stone slab, then he picked out the two largest fish and left with them.
Like the eldest brother, he was also accompanied by three women and two children.
Of course, as more people left with the eldest brother, there were five women alone, and seven children, big and small!
The task of distributing the food was completed silently and quickly.
The man who got the food took his family to find a place in the cave and began to enjoy their dinner.
Most of the people who went to get food were men, but there were exceptions. The last person to get food was a woman. Her husband seemed to have injured his leg and it was very inconvenient for him to walk.
Han Cheng could see that the food was not enough for everyone in the cave, so in the end, when the female primitive went forward to get the food, there was only a fish less than a foot long left on the stone table.
She did not show any reluctance, but picked up the fish and led her two skinny children and her even skinnier lame husband to the side.
Unlike other families where the men eat first, in this family, the woman holds the fish and starts to eat it first.
She ate half of it before handing the rest of the fish to her lame man.
The male primitive man did not eat the fish first. Instead, he reached out and dug out the internal organs of the grilled fish and ate them. He then greedily took a few bites of the fish, broke the exposed fish spine with his hands, put it in his mouth and chewed it hard, and handed the remaining one-third of the fish to the two eager little primitive men.
The little primitive man, who had already been drooling with greed, gnawed at the food quickly like a starving wolf cub...
The eldest brother who received the food first had already had dinner. He ate more than half of the pheasant and half of the fish.
Then he reached out and took out all the internal organs in the pheasant's chest cavity, leaving the chicken liver, and carried the remaining intestines to the family of the lame primitive man. He handed the intestines to the female primitive and said something.
Then he turned and left.
The lame male primitive and the female primitive looked at the eldest brother with gratitude, and then looked at the intestines in their hands, their eyes lit up.
The male primitive took the intestines and limped out of the cave, but came back not long after.
The chicken intestines in the hand seemed to have been processed. The female primitive took them, wrapped them around branches and roasted them next to the fire.
Han Cheng was really hungry. He could not help but feel greedy when he saw the female primitive roasting chicken intestines for her family.
Not far from him, an old primitive man was sitting on the ground, eating a roasted chicken leg slowly and leisurely, unlike those primitive people outside who ate voraciously.
Sure enough, no matter what era, there is always a privileged class.
And without exception, the privileged classes live a more comfortable life than ordinary people.
This damn old primitive man eats so many good things by himself, and he is not afraid of being full!
Han Cheng, who was so greedy and hungry that his head was dizzy, looked at the old primitive man who had finished eating the chicken legs and was starting to eat the rabbit legs. He could not help cursing in his heart.
Well, Han Cheng admitted that he was wrong to scold the old primitive man just now. Not only did the old primitive man not deserve to die, but he was extremely admirable, almost to the point of being worthy of praise and tears.
This was the most real thought that came to Han Cheng's mind after the old primitive man slowly finished chewing the rabbit leg and took the piece of plump chicken breast and put it to Han Cheng's mouth.