Han Cheng was about to cry.

It’s not that chicken breast is not delicious, nor that the old primitive man didn’t give it to him to eat, but that his mouth has only a small slit and there is no way to open and close it.

The food he had been longing for was right next to his mouth, and the tempting aroma was drilling into his nose, but he just couldn't put it in his mouth.

He tried his best to control his mouth, but except for the tongue inside his mouth which could move slightly, the rest of his mouth could not move at all.

The old primitive man had a puzzled look on his face as he looked up and down at this strange man wrapped in something. He didn't know why he could not eat or drink when everyone else was eating.

Isn't he hungry?

He was thinking like this with full of doubts, and put the chicken breast in his hand closer to Han Cheng's mouth.

Then just wait quietly.

However, the strange man in front of him only had his eyeballs moving while his mouth remained motionless, and he had no intention of eating at all.

The old primitive man waited for a while, and looked up and down at Han Cheng, who was behaving strangely, with confusion in his eyes.

“My chicken!”

Amid Han Cheng's silent wailing, the old primitive man took the fragrant chicken breast away from Han Cheng's mouth.

Then, under Han Cheng's eyes that he could eat the meat, he took the piece of fat meat and walked out, tore it into small strips, and distributed them to the excited little primitive people in the cave.

The eldest brother took out a bag of fruits of different sizes from a place in the cave using an animal skin bag and distributed one to everyone.

Seeing the old primitive man who was like his 'master' eating an egg-sized red and yellow fruit with gusto, Han Cheng's heart was filled with anxiety, his mouth was watering, and he looked at it eagerly.

However, this was of no use. Everyone in the cave was eating their own food, and no one paid any attention to him, a tree trunk that could only move its eyeballs.

After the dessert was finished, the entrance of the cave was blocked with thick stones, leaving a few not-too-large holes for ventilation and to prevent large wild animals from coming in.

Then everyone fell asleep one after another.

The sleeping place is very simple, just sleep directly on the ground in the cave.

Those who are more particular will put some hay and animal skins under their bodies, while those who are not so particular will just sleep directly on the ground.

An older primitive man took over the job of the old primitive man outside and squatted beside the fire to tend the flames.

Compared with the previous time when grilling food, the flame at this time is much smaller, but it can just remain burning.

It seems they are also smart and know how to save fuel.

Of course, not everyone would sleep soundly. Not long after they started to rest, some energetic people began to move tremblingly in the dim light.

Before long, primitive singing could be heard in the quiet cave.

This is very similar to what women in later generations sang...

It was late at night and everyone in the cave had fallen into a deep sleep, including those who had been exercising in the dark.

Of course, these people did not include Han Cheng, who stood like a sculpture with his stomach on fire, and the primitive man who sat by the fire and tended the flames.

The crying of a little primitive man was heard, and then an adult woke up from his sleep, whispering something, but the child's crying did not stop.

After a while, an adult primitive man holding the crying child stood up in a daze and walked towards the cave entrance.

After moving around at the entrance for a while, a gap about one meter high and half a meter wide appeared in the seemingly blocked entrance.

The big primitive man carried the small primitive man out, and one or two people who had just woken up from their sleep also followed him out.

Not long after, he returned to the cave and continued to sleep in the original place.

Based on experience, Han Cheng could understand what these people were doing.

Unexpectedly, these primitive people are quite hygienic. Even at night, they have to go out to take care of their personal hygiene...

Han Cheng, feeling dizzy, was awakened by the noise in the cave. He opened his eyes and felt light-headed. He knew that this was caused by not eating for a long time.

He was dizzy, but the burning sensation in his stomach had disappeared, and he no longer felt hungry or thirsty.

The stone slabs and other things used to block the door at the entrance of the cave have been removed, and light is coming in from outside, making the cave much brighter.

Han Cheng discovered that the light was coming in not only from the entrance of the cave, but also from several translucent areas above the cave.

I just don't know whether it was formed naturally or whether these primitive people specially carved it out for light and ventilation.

Everyone in the cave should have already had their meal. Under the command of the eldest brother in a sexy tiger-skin skirt, the people in the tribe had each taken their tools. After a brief commotion, everyone left together.

As soon as they left, the cave immediately seemed much quieter and more empty.

There were only twenty-three underage primitive people left, a pregnant female primitive person, and three old primitive people - one was Han Cheng's master deep in the cave, and the other two were responsible for taking turns to look after the fire.

The man who had watched the fire all night had fallen asleep.

Of course, there is another person, that is the primitive man with disabled legs, and another one is Han Cheng who looks like a sculpture.

Han Cheng had lost all desire to live. He no longer cared about whether he was starving or dying.

He stood there dizzy, looking at everything in the cave, his mind working slowly.

The old primitive man next to him stood up, took a piece of unknown meat and put it to Han Cheng's mouth again, and the smell of meat went into his nose.

He clearly didn't feel hungry anymore, but his stomach kept growling.

As for Han Cheng's refusal to eat, the old primitive man's face was still full of confusion and thought.

However, this time he obviously did not have as much patience as last night. Not long after, after touching Han Cheng's stomach for a while, he took the food away while Han Cheng was secretly smiling bitterly.

However, he did not distribute the meat to the little primitive people as he did last night. Instead, he walked to the outside of the cave and squatted under a rock.

There was a hole on the stone. He tore the meat in his hand into small pieces and put them in the hole. Then he put another stone on the stone and started to smash the roasted meat.

The action is a bit like pounding garlic.

Han Cheng was a little confused. From yesterday until now, according to the information he had obtained, food was a very precious thing in the tribe. How could this old primitive man dare to waste it like this?

While he was puzzled, the old primitive man smashed the stone for a while, then returned to where Han Cheng was, and took out something made of some skull that looked a bit like a bowl and a plate. He walked to the stone and took out the crushed and sticky meat inside.

Then he walked to a not-too-big stone basin filled with water, scooped out some water from it, stretched out his fingers, mixed the minced meat and water that were stuck together in the "bone bowl", and brought it to Han Cheng.

He put the 'bone bowl' close to Han Cheng's mouth which was only slightly open.

When Han Cheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but burst into tears. Oh my God, I can finally eat something!

Fortunately, the old primitive man was smart, otherwise he would have starved to death and then been dried into a specimen, becoming the most miserable time traveler in history.

The special meat soup moistened Han Cheng's cracked lips and flowed into his thirsty mouth. He used all his strength to control his tongue, which could only move slightly, and swallowed this life-saving meat soup that was like sweet rain.

When the old primitive man saw that this method was effective, a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing that the water in the 'bone bowl' had been drunk up by the strange man in front of him, and about half of the minced meat still remained in the bowl, he walked to the stone basin and scooped some water, stirred it, and then continued to feed Han Cheng.