"The pronunciation "Yue" is the same as that of "I" in Chinese, which represents one's own meaning."

"The pronunciation "title" is the same as the Chinese "you", a personal pronoun, which means the other party to the conversation."

"The pronunciation of "feng" is the same as that of "未" in Chinese, and the pronunciation of "faxiang No" represents the "great elder" in the tribe. "Just" means "eating", "Just full" means "eating", well, perfect mastery."

"Have you eaten?"

"I have to say "I'm afraid" here, and understand."

At night, Dong Chen lay in bed to sort out the harvest during the day. After some data collection and comparison before, plus the active chat between a few barbarians who could speak today, the language data obtained now is enough for him to have a daily conversation with the barbarians.

During the day, after being processed by the Tianshu, all of them were transmitted in real time, and the EEG signal was converted and recorded into his mind.

However, it is still a bit inconvenient to use it when putting it in your mind. After all, it was not learned bit by bit by bit by bit, so at night, Dong Chen would have to organize and summarize with the help of the Book of Heaven.

After taking this step, Dong Chen will be able to communicate with the barbarians very smoothly tomorrow.

As for some vocabulary that cannot be used in daily life, you have to learn it slowly, or you will study it when you need to read a book later.

Dong Chen was also very curious about the text here. After all, he had been wandering around the tribe for a day today, and Lombard deliberately took him around. Although he did not turn the entire tribe, it was almost the same after half of the transition.

After walking around so many places, he did not see any obvious traces of text. There were patterns on tents in the entire tribal camp, and some painted original paintings of animals and plants on large stones, and some painted hunting pictures, but he just didn't see the words Lombard said.

I remember when I asked Lombard before, he said yes, but Dong Chen really didn't see it.

Listening to Lombal's snoring and Xiao Hei's purring, Dong Chen could only ask again tomorrow.

Fortunately, I closed my eyes and the night passed quickly.

When Dong Chen woke up, Lombard and Xiao Hei were still sleeping and did not disturb them. Dong Chen got up and went for a run.

During the running, Dong Chen met some barbarians who had already gotten up and had learned to say barbarians, so Dong Chen took the initiative to say hello to them, and the barbarians also responded enthusiastically to him.

The barbarians gave Dong Chen a very enthusiastic feeling. He didn't know how to speak barbarians before, so he didn't communicate, didn't feel any enthusiasm or indifference. When he talked later, when he communicated with them, the special primitive tribal enthusiasm was revealed.

However, it was the barbarians who asked Dong Chen when they saw someone, "Have you eaten?" It turned out that the human race liked eating so much.

After the human guy who likes to eat, he washed his hands and faces by the river, and then went straight to the canteen located in the center.

"Uncle Grill, what are you eating now?" Dong Chen walked over and looked at the busy grill uncle and asked.

When the uncle who was on the baking pancake heard someone talking to him, he saw that it was the human boy who admired his cooking skills yesterday, and immediately said happily, "Hahaha, Dong Chen, you guy got up early enough, I have everything here. As someone who appreciates my cooking skills, I will make everything for you if you say you want to eat."

"Uh," Dong Chen really didn't know how to get better in the face of the grill uncle's enthusiasm.

Looking at the baking white cakes on the baking tray that had nothing to do yesterday afternoon, it felt like the baking cakes I ate yesterday morning, so Dong Chen said curiously, "Uncle, what is this baking?"

"It's wheat flour white cake," the grilled uncle skillfully turned over the white cakes on it, revealing the slightly browned side of the baking below. "This is the thing produced in the wheat field you protected yesterday. Grind the wheat grains into powder, and then sifted a little. Add water and enlargement, and put it on top and bake it. "

"The young men in the tribe like to eat this very much. They are delicious in the meat soup. They are something I thought of. If you wait a little longer, I will bake it for you. The burnt yellow hard shell on it will taste the most delicious."

"Okay, then thank you uncle grilled." Dong Chen swallowed his saliva and thanked.

This thing is very similar to the toast on the earth. The enlargement should be something like yeast, which can make the finished product more fluffy. However, I don’t know if it is the wheat variety or the water quality, or because he hasn’t eaten it for too long, he felt very fragrant when he ate it yesterday.

After confirming the staple food, Dong Chen saw the broth cooked by the grill uncle in another pot. It was still the "test" black swamp broth yesterday, but it didn't look so dark. It was obvious that the grill uncle had improved it after listening to their opinions yesterday.

In this case, after looking at the scones next to him, Dong Chen felt that he could look forward to today's breakfast again.

But looking at the grill uncle who was busy there, Dong Chen said, "Grill uncle, where are the two helpers yesterday? Why didn't they come?"

"Those two boys don't know how to cook at all. They just help me when I come over and let them look at the grill, almost baking the meat and ruining my reputation as a grill. I won't let them come."

Speaking of this, the grill was full of anger. The girls in the tribe were quite good at hand, but the parents here were not willing to let unmarried girls go out, so they couldn't do it if they wanted them to come and take action.

But those wild boys were clumsy and were good at hunting, but letting them stay by the grill and watch the heat was simply tormenting them.

What should I do if I can’t cook anymore?

Seeing the emotions of the canteen master, Dong Chen tried to say, "Or... Uncle Grill, will it be hot for me to watch for you? When I was in the forest, I had roasted a lot of things myself, but they didn't get bad."

"How do you look at the heat?" Grill looked down at Dong Chen, "Cooking requires very high-tech skills and takes a long time to study. How old are you this year?"

"Uh...I don't know how you calculate age here yet, but if we calculate according to our calculation method, I probably..." After calculating silently in my heart, Dong Chen said guiltily, "About... I'm over 200 years old."

The age that Dong Chen mentioned scared the grill. He had never heard of any long-lived race. The human race could only live to be 100 years old at most, but he heard that some places do have their own unique age calculation method, one year a day.

The grill that he realized looked at Dong Chen and said, "After 200 years old? Your age calculation method is too calculating. I think you are at most 10 years old here, and Xiao Lombard is only 18 years old. It is calculated based on the average age of your human race. You are at most 20 years old, and even similar to Xiao Lombard."

"18 years old...a distant age," Dong Chen touched his tender face and smooth head, "But uncle, if you feel my face is tender, you will be 18 years old at the age of 18, I am still young."

"Then come on, boy, come and see the fire. You are too short. I'll get you a wooden stake and you stand up."

Listening to the heart-wrenching words of the grill uncle, Dong Chen once again felt that he was so short of this tall man of 85 meters.

But it is impossible to refute because the person who said he was short was over 2.7 meters tall.
Chapter completed!