Travel through the 90s with the system, dig your own grave first at the beginning

Outside the bamboo forest, there were piles of bamboo shoots half as tall as a man.

These primitive people are so simple that they don't even wait for them to come over and start working.

Gu Zishu took a few steps inside and saw some people using sticks to poke bamboo shoots and others using bone knives to sharpen bamboo.

There are still many trampled bamboo fungi on the ground.

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Gu Zishu took a deep breath and wondered why he had forgotten this matter. He should have taught them together at that time.

"Everyone, I'm busy." Gu Zishu greeted from afar.

The five bald heads looked back together!

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Big eyes like searchlights stared straight at him.

Only then did Gu Zishu realize that the people covered by the messy long hair had a muscular face, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and thick lips, which made them very recognizable.

"Sir, you are back. Look at the top picks we dug." A strong man wearing a leather skirt jumped towards him like Sun Wukong.

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Gu Zishu asked hesitantly, "Are you Dashi?"

"Sir, you still remember me! I am Dashi. My hair has been cut, and I have finished catching springtails. Dashu and I brought several tribesmen to dig for sharp vegetables.

Sir, you are so awesome, you can even recognize me now that I have become so ugly. "Dashi happily reported back.

Becoming ugly?

Gu Zishu looked at the masculine young man in front of him with confusion. Except for the two missing teeth, which he could see more clearly, the rest was not much better than the homeless man with messy hair.

What is the aesthetics of people from the primitive plane?

"You're doing well now. Many people there have such hairstyles." Gu Zishu felt that they should be given a little confidence.

"Really?" Dashi kicked his eyes wide. It turns out that gods like hairless heads. No wonder they have begged the beast god for so many years, but the beast god never responded. It must be that they have too much hair, and the great witch also removed the statue of the god. There were a lot of hairs carved into it, and it must have been a mistake, so the spirit never came down.

Gu Zishu didn't know how serious the consequences of his words were. From then on, everyone in the Dahe tribe, regardless of men or women, liked the bald hair style. Even the idols that had been passed down for decades had their images changed.

Of course, this is all for later.

At this moment, Dashi heard Gu Zishu's words and howled happily. Several people nearby also looked sad when they heard Dashi's voice, holding up things and howling in the forest.

It was so inexplicable that it scared away the birds that had made their home in the bamboo forest.

After calling a group of people, they started to work even more vigorously, as if they had received a new round of blood.

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Just can you please stop crushing the bamboo fungus with your feet? What a waste!

If the Tao family knew how people from the original plane treated food, they would probably be able to use knives to show off with them.

"Hey, hey, lift your feet. Yes, these small mesh mushrooms are called bamboo fungus. They are edible. Don't step on them." Gu Zishu quickly stopped the actions of several people. He hadn't eaten it yet. I feel so sad.

"No, if you eat this thing, you will be punished by heaven. Someone in our tribe died after eating this kind of thing." Dashi suddenly looked horrified when he heard Gu Zishu said that bamboo fungus was edible.

The man from their tribe was very scary before he died. He was shouting and screaming, his body was twisting randomly, and he said he saw a devil, foaming at the corner of his mouth, and his face turned blue. He must have been punished by heaven for eating this kind of food.

Gu Zishu estimated that the man died after eating poisonous mushrooms, which had nothing to do with bamboo fungus.

Gu Zishu picked a bamboo fungus and said, "This one is edible. Some of the brightly colored ones, or the dark ones, are poisonous. There are many types of mushrooms, and not all of them are poisonous."

Several people shook their heads crazily while listening. Obviously, heavenly punishment was a very terrible thing to them, and they refused to accept Gu Zishu's statement.

"Sir, we only eat sharp-edged vegetables." Dashi said firmly.

Okay, since you don’t believe it, then you have to do something.

After exiting the bamboo forest, I continued to take my own medicine.

Then he lit another fire nearby, took out the kitchen utensils he bought, took some water from the big vat in his backpack, picked a bunch of bamboo fungus, and washed two bamboo shoots.

Cut it up and put it all into the iron pot rack and cook it on the fire.

The lack of meat is a bit of a fly in the ointment.

As the heat rose, not only did the smell of herbs waft out, but an overbearing fragrance appeared next to it.

Gu Zishu took a deep breath, he really missed too much.

Several people from the Yamato tribe saw Gu Zishu casting a spell and taking out a lot of magical tools, and then put in the pointed vegetables and the so-called bamboo fungus.

Then not long after, they smelled a pungent smell.

It smells even better than the stuff used by great witches to treat illnesses.

"Oh,..." Several people started to feel nauseous due to the smell of the herbs, and their eyes were so irritated that they could not open their eyes.

Slowly, I smelled a hint of fragrance from the middle. It was very tempting. It felt more fragrant than roasted meat. It was a different fragrance.

Not caring about vomiting, he was seduced by the smell and walked towards the source of the fragrance uncontrollably.

Gu Zishu simply added some salt to the soup to season it.

I took a spoon and took a bite. Well, the bamboo fungus was tender and smooth, and the bamboo shoots were crisp. The taste of the two mixed with each other. The fresh and sweet taste first attacked the tongue, and then slid down the throat, and the stomach was also soothed.

"It tastes so delicious!" Gu Zishu couldn't help but sigh.

"Suck, suck, really?"

As soon as Gu Zishu turned around, he saw a group of people squatting behind him, looking at his pot eagerly, his throat rolling up and down, and he could tell that he had swallowed a lot of saliva.

"Oh. You said you can't eat this, so let me do it myself." Gu Zishu directly filled a bowl for himself.

"My God, I am willing to accept the punishment from heaven. Sir, let me have a taste." Dashu looked at Gu Zishu longingly and said.

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The bottom line is really low. I would be willing to die just for a bite to eat.

He was shaking his head crazily just now!

"Chop some bamboo tubes yourself." Gu Zishu handed over his machete.

In an instant, the object in his hand disappeared, and a bamboo fell over there.

After a few bangs and bangs, several people squatted in front of him holding a bamboo joint.

Gu Zishu divided some among himself and scraped the bottom of the pot clean.

Then a sniffing sound was heard.

"Don't make such a sound." It sounded uncomfortable.

It suddenly became quiet.

Just look at some people who have to open their mouths and take two breaths after taking a sip.

It was so hot that my tongue was rotten, and no one wanted to stop.

Compared with the way I stepped on the bamboo fungus just now, I can't even look at it now.

After Gu Zishu finished drinking, he put away the tableware, thinking that he could get some barbecue ingredients next time so that he could roast the mushrooms and eat them. The taste would definitely be able to swallow his tongue.

"Next time you see bamboo fungus, don't crush it. Just pick it, dry it and keep it. You can eat it during the dry season." Gu Zishu held up a bamboo fungus and explained to several people.

The answer was a few people nodding wildly.

Isn't that enough? He had to use his big move. Gu Zishu recalled the taste with satisfaction. This big move seemed to knock him down. Thinking about having to eat canteen food when he went to school, he suddenly felt bad all over. .