Chapter 11: Bao Bei's name and eating

Bao Bei had been born for nearly a week, but so far, he didn't even have a name. Li Feng felt that he was not qualified as a father. If it was in modern times, he would have done a lot of thinking for Bao Bei's name before he was born. He would have scoured the dictionary.

However, he didn't arrive before. Naturally, he couldn't be blamed. But now he was here, and Bao Bei had been born for nearly a week. He didn't even think about giving a name to Bao Bei. Were these two dads incompetent?

They had always just called out baby and Bao Bei. Now they were busy doing all kinds of chores every day, bathing and washing the animal skin for Bao Bei, hoping he hadn't peed on it yet. He was busy making bowls and spoons since they only had two bowls before. Now they had Bao Bei, and they needed to add a set of everything.

Bao Bei was a good baby. Every day when he had enough to eat, he would sleep and then eat more later. He would cry when he pooped or peed, and when he was hungry, he usually didn't cry very much. In fact, when he was born a week ago, he didn't want to open his eyes. He slept there all day, which was normal.

But Li Feng felt that his baby was very good. He must be able to succeed in the future. As for this backward primitive place... He didn't think about what the society could be by then. And his baby was also a gift. After all, it was a man's birth. Fortunately, it was not labelled by the tribe as a monster, but as a gift from heaven and God. How nice!

What should Bao Bei be called? Li Feng couldn't think about it. The more he wants to get a good name, the more he can't make up his mind. Besides, the names in the tribe were all one word, which makes it harder to get. He doesn't want to repeat Bao Bei's name with others.

A name was really torturous. It would be a name that Bao Bei had to carry all his life, so he must be careful. As a result, there were too many names, but he doesn't know what to do.

At last, Li was relatively straightforward, directly called him 'An.' [efn_note]安=An=Calm/safe [/efn_note] It was very simple. Li Feng wanted to refute but couldn't find a better one than this. He originally wanted to call him 'Yu.' [efn_note]禹=Yu the Great (c. 21st century BC), mythical leader who tamed the floods [/efn_note] However, it wasn't as good once he thought about it. Although Yu was a hero who could tame the floods, he wasn't able to save everyone and didn't tell his family about the flood. No way, Bao Bei couldn't do that. He had to have a hero and filial piety!

No child had been born in the tribe for a long time, or they died shortly after birth. In short, there was no nanny with milk in the tribe now. Bao Bei could only eat yellow fruit and drink some broth and bone soup every day, but the broth couldn't be drunk much. After all, the intestines and stomach of the baby was too weak.

Speaking of this bone soup, it took Li Feng a lot of effort to persuade Li to get it. The tribe didn't use any of the bones. They were used as decorations or polished into various tools. Therefore, even the bones were very important and never wasted. Especially the larger bones, such as the skull, leg bones and ribs, were used by the tribe to make various tools.

At first, Li Feng only wanted to cook some bone broth for Bao Bei, but also had to drink water and juice all day. When he was cooking the soup, he found that Li was coming in with a large piece of fresh vertebrae of an unknown animal, and there was a little unclean meat and fascia on it. Li Feng was excited instantly. Bone soup, if there were ribs, it would be better. Now, spines and vertebrae were better.

He grabbed the bone from Li's hand and wanted to find a stone knife to cut it up so that the bone marrow in it could better meld into the soup. But Li didn't want to let it go. Did he want to use these to make some tools? Li Feng was furious. Now Bao Bei was the most important. What tools did he need?

"Hey, give it to me quickly. This is to make soup for Bao Bei to drink. Haven't you seen that Bao Bei is so thin now and can only drink juice all day? This soup is the most nutritious. Give it to me quickly. What tools do you need to make? Can't you replace it with other things? Can't you use wood?" Li Feng was now mad for Bao Bei. He had always been a good man but now he was resisting.

"For Bao Bei? Can Bao Bei drink it?" Li's baby was really thin. Because Li Feng didn't have this function, he had never drunk milk, so he could only drink juice. Li really doubted that there was anything good in the bone, and the meat on it was almost cleaned off. What could be eaten? "This bone is edible?"

"Yes, it is. Give it to me first. I'll make it for you so you can taste it. If you don't like it, I won't do it next time. But let me try it for Bao Bei." Li Feng's heart attack plan had been used. Hum, what was good for Bao Bei to eat? Don't you want to give it to me?

In the end, Li was defeated. Feng never made trouble without reason. Maybe he could do it. Let him try first. When he goes hunting again, he could easily get more!

Li Feng cleaned the bones and cut them into several sections. After blanching, he boils them in the pot. The spine was not big, and it was not as greasy as the soup from the other bones, so it was more suitable for Bao Bei to drink.

Although the bone soup, which had been boiled for several hours, had a light taste, the foam floating on it also needed to be skimmed off in the middle several times. What was left was nutrition. It was good to drink it with some salt. Li Feng was afraid that Bao Bei's intestines were too small to stand greasy foods and it was easy for him to have diarrhea, so he put in some purslane. If he had white radish or gourds, it would be better, so it wouldn't be as greasy.

Li Feng put the cooked bone soup out without adding any salt. It was a bit light, but Li Feng still thought it was a little greasy. He added some water and let it cook down for a long time, and then brought it to Bao Bei to drink. But he didn't need to drink much. A small half bowl would do. It was too easy for him to have diarrhea.

Li Feng knew that bone soup could be boiled back and forth several times to completely boil down the nutrition inside, so he could still continue to boil with water after drinking some.

Bao Bei's nutrition problem had been solved for the time being, but it would not work for the long run. If he drank too much, he would have diarrhea. He needed to find something suitable for Bao Bei to eat.

Well, milk was the best option, but now there was no human milk. He needed to look for animals. He would ask Li if he could catch a live, lactating female animal. It was better if it was a herbivore like sheep or cattle. It would also be more convenient to raise them. They were also more convenient to milk, and there was no life risk.

If it was really not possible, then he needed to find another way, or catch some fish?

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In other words, what has Bao Bei eaten in such a backward society?