Prehistoric Chef

Chapter 9 Brother Xiao Ming looks really, really, really good-looking!

  There is no technical guide, the outline on the big rock, as for the detailed steps, you have to explore it yourself. Despite this, Gao Ming was both excited and nervous. He closed his eyes, frowned tightly, and repeatedly thought about refining ore in his mind, but the big stone still did not move, without any change.

It lasted until midnight, Gao Ming's frown was painful, but the stone remained unchanged. Buga and Landa's sleeping breathing sound could be heard next to their ears, and Gao Ming, whose head was full of ore refining, slowly fell asleep.

"Brother Xiaoming?!" Landa poked Gao Ming's nose, and whispered to Bujia: "Brother Xiaoming is really good-looking, with fair and smooth skin, even better than Amei."

Amei is Bujia and Landa The prettiest girl in the cave. Bujia glanced at Gao Ming who was sleeping soundly. This man was not like any man raised in a cave here. He was very white and had no scars. He couldn't hunt but was good at cooking. He didn't know where he came from.

"Brother, touch it, Brother Xiao Ming's face is so slippery!" Landa touched it quietly, and when he saw Gao Ming moved, he quickly withdrew his hand, took Bujia's hand and put it on Gao Ming's face, "Try it, really Yes ."

Gao Ming opened his eyes and saw Bujia's big face with beard and unshaven hair, "Morning!" Feeling the temperature on his face, Bujia's palm was rough like his body, but it felt quite warm .

Bujia was stunned, the delicate skin under the palm and the slightly cool temperature woke him up, he withdrew his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I'm leaving."

Gao Ming stared at Bujia's back, thinking that the child was quite bored coquettish. In a flash in my mind, there was only a stone tablet of "Alchemy Technique", and there was a stone tablet of the same height, with the word "iron" engraved on the stone tablet. Could it be that he practiced it last night? But it has been refined, but what about the stuff? He used his consciousness to scan the stones that were put into the alchemy yesterday, and sure enough, one piece was missing. Wanting to use the same method to sweep the iron tablet, I heard Landa say: "Brother Xiao Ming, are you awake?"

Bu Jia frowned and said: "I will carry you on my back, and you will sleep on my back."

Gao Ming was so frightened that he quickly waved his hand to signal not to, knocked Landa on the head once, and said with a smile: "Nonsense, do you think I'm awake?" Then he looked at Bujia seriously, "You are the one who is injured now. Didn't you say yesterday that you are injured?" Don't carry heavy things before you get better."

"Brother Xiao Ming is not a thing." Landa muttered softly.

Gao Ming has nothing to refute. In this world, "things" and "not things" are really hard to justify. Forget it, don't care about children. No matter what the reason was, Gao Ming, who had smelted the iron, was very happy in his heart, thinking about how much iron there was in the iron stele when he was on the road, what should he do first? It's best to make an iron pot for water, easy to carry and convenient...

On the road, Gao Ming followed behind in a daze, distracted and looked around the iron stele, and suddenly felt cool, don't say anything The kettle is gone, and the iron bowl is hanging. Thinking that such a large piece of iron ore would turn out to be a piece of iron the size of a baby's palm, I couldn't even arouse any interest. Thinking about it this way, something is better than nothing. On the way, while the brothers were not paying attention, Gao Ming swept another big rock in. He felt that his head was not as swollen as it was yesterday, so he swept another three pieces in a row. hand.

Gao Ming saw that this was the case, and he suddenly made up his mind. This is like exercising his body. He has never developed it. His consciousness was only developed yesterday. It is probably the same as playing games. Maybe in the future, the consciousness will be stronger, and the extracted iron will be purer...