In ancient times, there was a child named Fire Emperor. His father is a hunter, especially good at hunting pigs. One day, Fire Emperor's parents went hunting in the mountains and left him at home. He knocked a few stones to play with, and the sparks ignited the thatch, which caused a big fire.
When the fire burned itself to ashes, not only the thatched cottage disappeared, but also the pigsty and piglets were burned to death. But at this time, a fragrance floated into the nose of the surviving little fire emperor. The smell he had never experienced made him forget his panic. The fire emperor followed the smell and found the pig with burnt skin and cooked meat. Attractive color, appetizing aroma, he couldn't help but gather together. ...
When my parents came back from hunting, they saw the thatched cottage and pigsty turned to ashes. They were about to get angry and blame him, but they saw the fire emperor show them a special dinner: a roast suckling pig, which was brown and fragrant.
The discovery and use of fire is equivalent to the discovery and invention of a miracle by ancient people!
From then on, human beings have the knowledge of fire, the habit of eating cooked food, and the developed cooking art and enjoyment.
Prometheus brought fire to the world and was punished by Zeus. Zeus was locked at the foot of the mountain. He sent another vulture to peck Prometheus' liver. During the day, Prometheus' liver was eaten up, and at night, Prometheus' liver grew out.
There is a great god named Fuxi in the sky. He was sad to see that life on earth was so difficult. He wants people to know the purpose of fire. So Fuxi used his magical powers to bring down a thunderstorm in the mountains. With a crack, lightning struck the trees, and the trees burst into a raging fire, which soon became a raging fire. People were frightened by lightning and fire and fled everywhere. Soon, the thunderstorm stopped, night fell, and the land became colder and wetter after the rain. The scattered people got together again, and they looked at the burning trees in horror. At this time, a young man found that the howling of the wild animals that used to appear around him was gone. He thought, "Are wild animals afraid of this shiny thing?" So he bravely walked to the fire, and he found himself so warm. He greeted everyone excitedly: "Come on, this fire is not terrible at all, it brings us light and warmth!" " "At this time, people found that wild animals that were burned to death not far away gave off bursts of fragrance. People gathered by the fire and shared the burnt meat of wild animals, feeling that they had never tasted such delicious food. People feel the value of fire. They pick branches, make fires and keep them. Every day, people take turns watching the fire to keep it from going out. But one day, the man on duty fell asleep, and the branches of the torch burned out and went out. People fall into darkness and cold again, which is very painful.
The great god Fuxi saw all this in the sky. He came to the dream of the first young man who discovered the use of fire and told him, "In the far west, there is a kingdom of Sui and Ming Dynasties, where there is fire. You can go there and get it back. " The young man woke up, remembered what the Great God said in his dream, and decided to go to Suiming to find a fire.
Young people crossed mountains and mountains, waded across rivers and forests, and went through hardships, and finally came to the Sui and Ming Dynasties. But there is no sunshine day and night here, it is dark everywhere, and there is no fire at all. The young man was very disappointed and sat under a big tree named Nianju to have a rest. Suddenly, a light flashed before the young man's eyes, shining brightly around him. The young man immediately stood up and looked around for a light source. At this time, he found several big birds pecking insects on the tree with short and hard beaks. As soon as they pecked, bright sparks shone on the trees. When the young man saw this scene, his mind flashed. He immediately broke some branches and drilled big branches with small branches. The branch was really ablaze, but it didn't catch fire. The young man is not discouraged. He found all kinds of branches and patiently rubbed them with different branches. Finally, smoke came out of the branches, and then it caught fire. The young man shed tears of joy.
When young people return to their hometown, they bring people a kind of fire that never goes out-the method of drilling wood for fire. From then on, people no longer have to live in cold and fear. People were impressed by the young man's courage and wisdom, elected him as the leader, and called him "Flint", which means "kind man".