I'm bad and I'm hitting a wall, primitive life requires hard work

This is a completely strange world.

She didn't recognize many of the ingredients.

As a modern "waste" medical student, he has neither extraordinary skills nor a Nanxiang diploma, and he can only cook a few dishes.

Currently, the main food in the tribe is barbecue dipped in coarse salt, boiled meat, and various wild fruits.

Apart from this, there are almost no other cooking methods.

Eggs are the only different ingredient that has appeared in the past few days, and they are also the trigger for the system.

Therefore, Nishi Ichisu planned to start with the big egg he had just brought back.

But the problem is that the two eggs in the cave cannot be taken out and cooked directly now. Even if she can communicate, the people in the tribe will definitely not give such rare things to a child casually.

What can I do?

Nishi Ichiqi sighed helplessly and looked around.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

There were four people sitting directly in front of them, cross-legged on the ground weaving collection baskets.

Sitting in the middle was a woman who looked to be in her early thirties. There was a large scar on her wrinkled forehead, like a giant centipede clinging to her face.

Her deft fingers moved between the roots, crisscrossing and weaving.

The other three followed her movements and kept weaving. Although they were not as skilled as the woman, they were still able to do the job well.

This reminded Nishi Ichisu of her childhood - she didn't know how to do anything at that time, her parents were not at home all year round, her grandmother died early, and there was only her and her grandfather at home all year round.

Grandpa never tires of teaching her about every detail of life, including food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Nishi Ichiki realized that what she was doing now was just passing on the experience accumulated by modern society to these primitive people, which was no different from what her grandfather taught her back then.

As long as she can do it first and let them taste the sweetness, they will naturally follow suit.

But where can I find an egg to demonstrate this?

In the primeval forest full of dangers, how could I dare to go out alone to look for food?

She scratched her dry hair anxiously: "Alas."

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared on the ground. A pair of slightly plump hands stretched out in front of her, holding four small eggs in the palms.

There was bird droppings on it.

"4@%&81"

Nishi Ichisu suddenly raised his head.

It's the pregnant woman.

The woman's eyes were smiling. Although I couldn't understand what she said, from her actions, it was obvious that she wanted to give the bird eggs to me.

Perhaps it was because he felt that he didn't get any food and felt pitiful sitting alone.

Regardless, Nishi Ichisu took the egg from her with gratitude.

The woman was holding an egg in her other hand. In front of Nishi Ichi, she threw the egg directly into her mouth and started chewing it with a "crunch, crunch" sound. She also did not forget to signal Nishi Ichi to quickly throw the bird egg in her hand into her mouth to enjoy this primitive delicacy.

Nishi Ichiki, however, grabbed the woman's hand and led her to the fire.

The woman didn't understand why she did this, but she still followed her obediently.

Nishi Ichisu quickly picked up a large leaf that served as a basket, wrapped the four eggs in it, and wrapped them around the rhizome.

Then he gently threw it into the boiling water, grabbed one end of the rhizome, and sat beside the stone pot waiting quietly.

Don’t ask why we have to go through so much trouble, why not just throw it into the pot?

Perhaps you have seen four bird eggs boiled in a bathtub?

This is the only pot in the tribe. Occasionally, people would put some salt in it and cook some meat for the elderly and children.

The stone pot was more than one meter in diameter.

Apart from anything else, it would be fine for her to jump in and take a bath, but once the egg was thrown down, there was no way she could fish it out.

The pregnant woman watched Nishi Ichisu's series of actions, her brows slightly frowned, as if she wanted to take the leaf out.

"3%&*￥2, @￥￥%5", the woman uttered a series of incomprehensible bird language, and while speaking, she threw a piece of meat into the pot.

Nishi Ichiki was confused and guessed that the woman might be wondering why she was behaving so strangely and was trying to correct her behavior.

"This pot is for cooking meat, don't just throw anything in there."

Ahhh, I am even more eager to learn the tribal language!

Nishi Ichisu held the woman's hand tightly and looked at her with pleading eyes.

After a while,

The woman finally compromised, gave up taking out the leaves, and instead sat aside to knock the salt blocks.

After waiting for a few minutes, Nishi Ichisu slowly lifted the leaves out. After being washed by hot water, the leaves became darker in color, with some meat and bubbles hanging on the surface.

She untied the leaves with two fingers, and a burst of heat blew in her face.

"Hiss, it's so hot." He muttered to himself and quickly put the leaves aside.

After the leaves have cooled down a little, I tapped them gently on the edge of the stone pot, then peeled off the eggshell along the cracked shell, revealing the white and pure egg white.

Take a bite.

It is no exaggeration to say that Nishi Ichiki could hardly hold back his tears, and then he slowly ate the remaining egg yolk.

This is protein!

She wanted to eat them all in one go, but unfortunately she had another use for the remaining eggs.

With the remaining three eggs, he hurried to the pregnant woman.

The woman stopped what she was doing, raised her head, and looked at Nishi Ichiki with a puzzled look.

Nishi Ichisu peeled an egg and handed it to her.

The woman took the egg and looked at it carefully in her hand - it was an egg that became white, soft and round after being peeled.

There was confusion in her eyes, as if she didn't understand why the egg liquid, which was originally like water, would change like this.

Nishi Ichisu peeled one and put it into his mouth, making an exaggerated expression of enjoying the delicious food. Then he looked at the woman with expectant eyes, pointed to his own mouth, and motioned for her to try it too.

What’s the difference between this and teaching your relatives’ kids?

The only difference is that what is taught here is "primitive people".

The woman couldn't bear Nishi Ichiki's gaze and put the egg into her mouth to chew. As she chewed, a look of joy gradually appeared on her face.

"@@%^&7*", the woman touched Nishi Ichiki's head and muttered a few words, which sounded like praise and inquiry.

Anyway, Nishi Ichiki couldn't understand a word of it.

The woman was a little puzzled as to why the child in front of her didn't speak, but she didn't delve into it.

After sitting for a while and making sure she was not feeling unwell, she stood up and walked towards the collector.

The forager was sorting out the fruits she had collected today, preparing to distribute them.

Nishi Ichiki also followed quickly. The woman gestured as she walked, telling the collector what Nishi Ichiki had just done, and pointed in the direction of the cave.

Huh, I actually drew inferences from one instance and thought of the eggs placed in the cave.

The people in this tribe are so smart!

The collector glanced at Xi Yiqi, and not surprisingly, there was doubt and reluctance on her face, as if she didn't want to try.

Food is precious, and the eggs were meant to be saved for the tribesmen who came back from hunting.

What if the attempt fails, wouldn’t it be a waste?

Seeing this, Nishi Ichisu took out the last egg, peeled it and handed it to the pregnant woman. The woman took the egg in her hand, gently peeled a small piece and put it in her mouth, and then handed the rest to the gathering woman.

The collector then took it, put it in her mouth and chewed it.

Well, it’s so sweet!

Her eyes brightened, she looked up at the sunlight, patted the pregnant woman on the shoulder, said a few words, and left. She still had to continue distributing the fruit.

It seems like it's done.

But why didn’t the system give a successful reminder?

Xi Yiqi was puzzled. Could it be that this way of eating was not enough?

This question did not last long. It was already noon and Nishi Ichisu looked at the fruit that was distributed to him.

It is a purple fruit about the size of an apple.

……

Crying without tears!

It's just what I said. Nishi Ichi has never eaten this kind of fruit before. It looks like an onion. He put the fruit to his nose and smelled it. It has a stinky smell. Fortunately, it is not the smell of onion. Maybe it is the same as durian?