Chapter 32 'Delicious' Boiled Water

The water in the clay pot boiled, but because there were no 'ears' on the pot, it was difficult to remove the pot from the fire.

Han Cheng found two handfuls of dry grass as a pad, and just removed it from the simple stove on the fire.

Han Cheng took out his own bowl, scooped out some water from the tank, and after brushing the bowl again, he couldn't wait to pour a bowl of boiling water from the jar.

Then held it with both hands, brought it to his mouth, and gently blew the hot air. After a while, he took a sip, and some hot water from the burner entered his mouth. It had no taste, but Han Cheng seemed to have eaten something delicious. generally.

He kept the water in his mouth for a while, tasted it, and then swallowed it.

A warm feeling spread from his mouth to his stomach, and the comfortable feeling spread all over his body, making Han Cheng almost groan.

Seeing Han Cheng's expression of enjoyment, all the primitive people watching on the side salivated involuntarily.

You know, Shenzi is someone who doesn't even like delicious barbecue, but now he has such an expression, which shows how delicious the steaming water is!

After drinking a bowl of hot water, Han Cheng felt warm all over his body, and beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw a group of people around him drooling and looking eagerly at him and the hot water in the pot.

Can't help but smile.

He pushed the clay pot to the side and poured out another bowl, which was for Wu.

Only then did he suddenly see the boiled water that he was thinking of, and for a moment he only wanted to drink a bowl first, but he forgot about Wu.

"Drink it, be careful it's hot."

Han Cheng basically speaks Mandarin now, and only when he encounters something that cannot be explained or that they haven't learned yet, will he use the language of the tribe, even explaining with gestures.

Up to now, not only him, but also the children in the tribe who studied with him mainly speak Mandarin, after all, they are highly malleable.

The adults in the tribe don't use much Mandarin. First, they often go out to hunt. Unlike these children, they can study with peace of mind. Second, they are already used to communicating in the tribe's language and methods.

Han Cheng is not in a hurry about this, language learning is not a one-day effort, it is a terrazzo effort, with himself, sooner or later he will teach them to speak Mandarin.

This is not because Han Cheng is obsessed with self-confidence, but because the tribe's language is too underdeveloped, and there are too many places that need to be supplemented with Mandarin.

These newly added things, because there was no corresponding place in the tribe before, without the interference of the tribe language, they remembered it better.

Han Cheng walked carefully towards the inner cave with the bowl in his hands, and he wanted to give the bowl of boiled water to Wu to drink.

These little primitive people who had already seen the drooling all over the place became excited immediately after Han Cheng spoke.

However, they did not rush to loot, but came in a certain order.

The first to drink hot water were not these little primitives, but lame ones.

After the rest of the adult male primitives and most of the female primitives went out to hunt, he was the one with the highest status in the cave except Wu and Han Cheng.

He brought a clay pot that was two-thirds broken, followed Han Cheng's example, tilted the pot, and poured some hot water into it.

This broken clay pot was broken when the kiln was opened before, but for the people in the tribe who first saw pottery, broken pottery is still worth having.

Lame took the broken pottery piece, imitated Han Cheng, put it to his mouth, and under the envious eyes of everyone, he sipped it.

"puff!"

Limping from being scalded to the point of tongue by the hot water, all the hot water he just drank sprayed out.

This made the people on the side a little dissatisfied with him.

Food is extremely important to everyone in the tribe,

Even more than clothes.

Shenzi drank it with enjoyment all over his face, which meant that this thing must be delicious, but you spit out a mouthful of such a delicious thing, it is really outrageous.

Lame also knew that his behavior was inappropriate, but the water was too hot!

He was breathing in cold air, and it took him a while to recover.

This time he learned to be smart, and he didn't dare to take a big gulp, but carefully sucked a little into his mouth.

Somewhat lukewarm.

But it's just a little warm, not so delicious? Why does the Son of God drink it with such enjoyment?

Doubt filled his head.

He took another sip and tasted it carefully, but the result was still the same, except that it was a little hot, there was nothing special about it.

The rest of the people were given water one after another, and after drinking it impatiently, they were all lame, full of doubts.

Everyone looks at me and I look at you, all of them have black question mark faces.

Is it because I and others made a mistake, or is the taste of the Son of God too different from ordinary people?

Delicious barbecue is not delicious, but drink this tasteless hot water and enjoy it...

Wu was very busy. After presiding over the sacrificial ceremony to celebrate the appearance of pottery, he hid in the inner cave, writing and creating.

He wants to record the newly-appeared 'Tao' one by one, including every step in the production.

Such a good thing that is beneficial to the tribe, it is a pity not to record it and pass it on to future generations!

Wu's current writing is very interesting. It is no longer the simple pictorial writing as before, but the pictorial writing and Chinese characters in parallel.

If you look at the order of his writing, you will find a very interesting phenomenon.

That is, the later the record is written, the more Chinese characters are mixed in it. Now, Chinese characters account for almost half of the text written by Wu!

Han Cheng believes that with the development of time, the proportion of Chinese characters in Wu's records will increase.

Wu is very busy now, and he found that since the Son of God appeared, he has become more and more busy.

In the past, it took a long time for him to record things once. Since the Son of God appeared, he has recorded things more and more frequently.

From the arrival of the Son of God at the very beginning, to breaking the ice to fetch fish, to making gloves and socks, and now to making pottery.

Everything is a good thing, and he doesn't want to give up everything, he needs to record them and pass them on to future generations.

Thus, Wu began a journey of pain and joy.

Sometimes he would be full of joy and think that it is fortunate that Professor Shenzi gave him a simpler and more complete language and characters of God, otherwise his own records would have been even more difficult.

Not to mention the rest, just creating new vocabulary is enough to make one's hair fall out.

"Son of God."

Seeing Han Cheng coming in, Wu took the lead in shouting.

When he saw the bowl in Han Cheng's hand, he was a little puzzled. It's not time to eat, so why did the Son of God come in and sit with the bowl?