Travel back to the matrilineal primitive tribe.
Others spend their days fighting wild beasts in the forest.
Han Yue only cares about one thing: What to eat today?
A deadly poisonous weed in the eyes of the tribe? This is clearly the best wild sansho pepper!
A red-eyed shaggy pig that can knock people flying?
This is the best raw material for braised pork!
A mysterious leaf with a bitter taste? When you stew chicken, the aroma will spread far and wide!
In order to be able to cook, she forced herself to bake a clay pot.
In order to have a mouthful of white rice, she forcibly domesticated wild rice.
In order to eat bacon in winter, she built a constant-temperature cellar.
The original intention was just to bring a few orphans to improve the food supply.
As a result, a single operation brought about the prehistoric agricultural revolution.
The friends who were traveling with her followed her and tried to eat well and healthily.
The fierce female leader of the tribe next door drooled with envy:
"I also want to eat kebabs every time. Can I give you the position of the leader?"
Han Yue waved her hand and refused:
"Don't get in the way, don't interfere with my pickling of pickles!"
