Don't say it, it's not in vain that Lin Chou has been busy for a long time.

The porridge boiled from the white seed kernels is sweet and fresh, and the taste is quite amazing.

Especially after everyone ate the slightly fatty roe deer meat and bamboo rat meat, it was even more outstanding and chic, and even Lin Chou drank a few big bowls of it.

The only thing that is not very happy is Xia Dasha, this thing is chirping and saying,

"It's still not as good as meat porridge."

Lin Chou was speechless, forgetting that this product was a pure carnivore, and for him, "eating vegetables" and "suffering and being poor" should be equated.

The four dogs coveted the half-pot of porridge for three seconds, and suddenly smelled the smell of mountain leeks and wild onions inside, and instantly fell to the ground and ignored it.

And I don't know when, the flat-headed guy just now slipped back again, stood up with his two hind paws and looked at the hot porridge in the pot, koala-like eyes and expressions revealed indescribable hardship and... Maybe it's shyness.

Brother Pingtou dialed the pot twice, looked back at the children who were completely stunned, and made such a sound,

"Ho, ho, ho!"

Qin Sheng's face hurt and the other egg also hurt,

"Sorrow, sorrow... It's here again..."

Xia Yudao,

"Wow, it's so cute!"

Lin Chou wiped the cold sweat on his forehead,

"Uh... This thing is omnivorous, and it eats basically everything, maybe... Are you hungry?? ”

Erhu said,

"Brother Chou, if you don't give it the porridge, we'll be full anyway."

"Yes, yes!"

The corners of Lin Chou's mouth twitched,

"I don't think it's that polite, it doesn't seem to have asked us for our opinions."

Before Lin Chou finished speaking, the flat-headed brother with a faint expression glanced back at everyone, picked up the pot, and staggered away, and the two little short-legged thieves were smooth.

Lin Chou really wanted to shoot the goods to death with a shovel on the spot, but after thinking about it, he endured it,

"Ben Shuai has lived a lifetime, and he has never been robbed of his job in person, really!!"

...

said that the super invincible and cute flat-headed brother just held a big pot and traveled all the way, and when it arrived at the place, the porridge in the pot was almost cold.

The flat-headed brother raised his head and called twice, and a large group of flat-headed brothers who had just swallowed the last bit of prey residue in their stomachs, which seemed to be very lazy and calm, immediately stood up and let out an earth-shattering roar, their eyes burning like fire.

It was as if he was asking: Niang Xipi, which dog is bullying our family?!

Compared with this large group, the flat-headed brother holding the pot is about the same size as the newborn chicken cub standing in front of his mother, and his body size is at least five or six times worse.

Many flat-headed brothers gathered around and shouted at each other before they finally understood what Xiao Pingtou meant, so seven or eight paws poked into the pot at the same time.

...

The ancestral mountain in the early morning was very sad, the wet land, the wet grass, the wet trees, the fog everywhere, and after a while, Lin Chou's clothes were soaked.

Because he got up in the middle of the night last night to smoke wormwood for this group of little guys who were tossed and choked by mosquitoes, Lin Chou seemed a little unenergetic.

Zushan was unusually silent, occasionally a few not too loud beast cries came from afar, and he searched all morning to no avail, but saw a large number of innumerable footprints around the camp were all beasts.

Fortunately, there are four dogs here, otherwise it will be another toss, and Lin Chou does not have the momentum of idlers and other people to retreat.

Lin Chou couldn't help but scratch his head,

"I have to eat in the morning, what can I do..."

I came out early in the morning to look for something but didn't find anything, and this time I felt embarrassed to face a group of bear children, but people came to the spring outing, and it wasn't really a wilderness to survive.

Lin Chou suddenly felt that he was very, MMP, and it seemed that vegetable soup was also a good choice.

However, there was no shadow of cassava in this vicinity, and it was not a wise choice to rely on wild vegetables to eat alone, Lin Chou sighed.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he saw a dozen plant branches growing on the slope.

The stems stand erect among the weeds, orange-yellow, a meter tall, and stand out with clusters of lanceolate unopened buds above, much like asparagus.

Lin Chou paused for a moment,

"Damn, this is Tianma??"

I stepped forward to peel open the thick humus with a strong fungal smell, and sure enough, I found the source of the branches and stems under the soil, which were a dozen long round tubers similar to potatoes or yam eggs that grew together, and you could clearly see the spots on the tubers that were connected in regular circles.

Lin Chou was happy, this is indeed gastrodia, a very delicate and precious medicinal material before the cataclysm.

The reason why it is said to be delicate is because gastrodia gastrodia has no roots and no leaves and can not carry out photosynthesis, and can only rely on the fungus in the humus to provide nutrients for the tuber to grow and reproduce.

After digging out these dozen gastrodia, Lin Chou really found a few more gastrodia nests nearby, more than 20 pieces, and less than a dozen pieces.

"This thing... Specializing in children's convulsions, haha, isn't breakfast just there, it's still specially tailored for this group of bear children. ”

He took the leaves and made a bag, put Tianma on his back, and turned back to the camp.

By the time he returned to the camp, the little ones had woken up and poked their heads out of the tent.

"Brother Sorrow, what are you going to have for breakfast?"

"I want to eat bamboo rat meat..."

"The porridge I drank last night was pretty good."

"If only there was another roe deer!"

Lin Chou's face darkened,

"Potatoes for breakfast!!"

Wails rang out.

...

Qin Sheng repeatedly confirmed,

"Brother Chou, is there really no meat? Fish are OK too... Have you seen that trap, and you haven't caught anything in the night? ”

"Young master, this is the ancestral mountain, some of them are good to eat, and they want this and that, what kind of traps..."

Huh?

Pitfall?!

Lin Chou patted his head,

"Why did I forget it, you wait, I'll go over and see."

Lin Chou touched the vicinity of the big pit dug yesterday with the mentality of coming over to see and dying without regrets, and muttered,

"If this thing can catch something, I'll eat all the pits... A... Fack! What the heck! ”

Lin Chou rubbed his eyes, rubbed them again, and finally rubbed them to confirm again.

The dead leaves of the branches covered by the trap dug yesterday bulged up a large bag more than half a meter high, and a few of them looked like pheasant wings... The wings poked out from the "hidden trap cover" that had been tilted to the side, and the overall bulging shape was a hill with a diameter of 3.5 meters and a height of 0.8 meters made of these "chickens".

Have you ever seen someone dig a big hole in the ground as a trap, and the next day the whole pit of prey caught can't fit out of it?

Lin Chou picked up a fat pheasant with a confused face, hey, it's all real guys, not hallucinations.

At this moment:

Awesome!

Thur!

Cross the waist for a while!

Hey, yes, it's so chic, do you see, trap master, just me Lin someone, this handsome is also!

So a magical thought was born in Lin Chou's mind, could it be that these chickens were scared to death by the sudden, sudden, sudden appearance of the big pit? !

This thing is purely automatic, subconsciously ignoring a large stone pot that has been recovered by the lonely upside down next to the pheasant pile.

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