Zhang Ning walked along the sheep intestine trail for an unknown amount of time, the sky gradually darkened, his feet were worn out by broken straw shoes several blood blisters, coupled with the dust and grass clippings along the way, the once "slender and fair" feet were already miserable. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Ning limped his steps, and when he was about to despair, he suddenly saw wisps of cooking smoke floating from the col in front of him.

Ignoring his poor feet, he ran like a chicken to the col, passing through a few patches of pitiful farmland until he finally came to a small village in the col.

There were only a dozen or so houses in the village, most of which were crumbling adobe houses, and there was a thatched shack in the corner of the village, and I don't know if it was the house of a guy who was not as good as a dog.

The villagers were all dressed in plain clothes, and the two children who were peeing and playing in the mud at the base of the wall turned out to be completely naked, with a standard image of malnutrition.

By this time it was getting darker and darker. Zhang Ning thought to himself, thanks to the physique that his buddy has developed by playing basketball for so many years, otherwise he would have to take a break from cooking halfway, and he might have to sleep in the wilderness. Although this mountain village is a little poorer, it is always possible to find a place to stay and avoid the possibility of rain at night.

Zhang Ning swallowed dryly—but unfortunately his throat was smoking, and there was nothing to swallow—and he said hoarsely to a nearby villager: "Uncle, do you have any water?"

The "inner uncle" walked away without squinting. He asked the other villagers about it, but everyone ignored him.

Could it be that his stealth attribute is turned on? Why don't you feel anything!

Maybe it's the language barrier -- how do you say about water in classical Chinese? Is there water?

He searched for the poor knowledge of classical Chinese in his head, and looked around - he really found a dry old well in the corner of the village. When Zhang Ning was considering the feasibility of self-help water to drink, a kicking sound came from the right side, and he saw a half-sized boy of about the same age rushing over, about to pull his arm, how could Zhang Ning let him get it, sideways to avoid the kid's hand, the man jumped into the air and shouted directly: "You slipped away without looking at you, where did you go crazy? It's going to be dark, and if I don't come back, I'll have to go to you!" Alas?...... Why is your hair so short?"

After finishing speaking, he was puzzled: "I actually took a bath!" Reaching out and patting him on the back, he said, "It looks quite sturdy!"

Zhang Ning listened to his previous words, froze, forgot to dodge, and was stumbled by his sudden palm.

He wondered in his heart, how could this indigenous Mandarin speak so smoothly? Is it the way it is, or does I have a translator in my brain after passing through? Who does he think of me? Is there another person who is so similar to himself? Is he in tune with him? Will there be a dirty version of dementia or a nervous version of "Zhang Ning" in the bathroom at home? You must know that contemporary people still have a psychological preparation for going back to the past, after all, there are countless films, television, literature, and works that have been used to wash the audience and readers. If the ancients wore it backwards, there was a chance that ^_^ they would be too frightened.

When Zhang Ning was thinking about the ultimate philosophical questions of "who am I" and "where am I", in the adobe house near the shack on the edge of the village, a middle-aged village woman leaned out of the house and shouted to the two: "Erzhuzi, the dog baby is back, bring him a vegetable nest." ”

The young man named Erzhu agreed, ran back to the earthen house, and in a blink of an eye, he ran back with a clay pot and two black vegetable nests. He said to Zhang Ning: "Dog baby, let's go to your place to eat, I also brought salty pimples." After speaking, he walked towards the corner of the village, Zhang Ning scolded the name on his head, and at the same time followed behind the second pillar of the anxious son, he was so thirsty that he was about to become dehydrated.

Erzhu walked straight into the extremely simple shack.

Zhang Ning followed in extremely depressedly, looking at the shelter where the wind was blowing on all sides, the grass pile was used as a bed, and half a wooden stake was used as a chair, and he was speechless for a while.

Erzhu unceremoniously sat down on the only "chair", bit a vegetable nest by himself, and handed the clay pot and another vegetable nest to Zhang Ning.

Zhang Ning took it with both hands, his mouth was really dry, he poured a few mouthfuls with his eyes closed, and when his mouth regained his taste, he felt that his mouth was full of bitterness and astringency, and his throat began to refuse to swallow, and he squirted water directly. After coughing a few times, Zhang Ning thought to himself, no wonder the village is so poor, it seems that this area is saline-alkali land.

Erzhu glanced at him, and continued to gobble down the vegetable nest, occasionally biting the suspiciously shaped black-brown pimple in his left hand, and ended the battle in only three or two strokes. After he finished eating sweetly, he poured a stomach of water from the crockpot, and handed the remaining half of the salty lump to Zhang Ning, who was busy thanking him.

Erzhuzi didn't care, he took back the salty pimple and stood up, stared at the vegetable nest in Zhang Ning's hand, swallowed his spittle, and said, "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it?"

Before Zhang Ning could react, Erzhuzi reached out to grab it, he subconsciously protected Caiwowo, Erzhuzi turned around and walked out of the shed with a smile, and said in his mouth: "Then I'll go back first, Ming'er will come to you to fetch firewood with you in the morning!"

Zhang Ning opened his mouth, and wanted to say that he would go to Erzhuzi's house to spend the night, but suddenly remembered that everyone in that kind of house sleeps on the same kang as the whole family, so he quickly swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

He saw that Erzhu had gone away, sat down on the haystack by himself, sniffed the dinner in his hand, and there was no strange smell, so he took a small bite of it—the rough noodles of unknown varieties were sandwiched with bran and wild herbs, and it felt like gnawing on sand wrapped in rotten grass, and he really did not dare to swallow it.

Zhang Ning hurriedly spit out the residue in his mouth, looked at the crockpot and didn't dare to rinse his mouth, with a mouthful of rotten grass, he lay down on an empty stomach.

By this time it was already completely dark, and the village was too poor to light a lamp, so there was no light, and the noise of children mixed with the shouting and scolding of adults gradually subsided, except for the occasional cry or two of children, only the chirping of insects and the cries of wild beasts in the mountains.

Zhang Ning lay silently for a while, suddenly remembered something, felt out of the shed and looked at the night sky, a crescent moon sprinkled a little light, there was no fog, the sky was full of stars clear and bright, he recognized the Big Dipper - it turned out that there were so many constellations in the world that he also recognized the Big Dipper - but he didn't find the North Star after looking at it for a long time.

Seeing familiar things made him feel reassured, but why is there no North Star?

Zhang Ning sighed, frowned and went back to the hay to lie down, he was really tired from walking all afternoon, even if he was thirsty and hungry, his mouth was full of strange smells, his legs were sore, and his feet hurt like fire, he still fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, when the sky was bright and the grass was still hanging with dew, Zhang Ning was dragged out of the "quilt" by the second pillar, he handed Zhang Ning a stone axe, and took the lead to walk on the mountain road. Zhang Ning followed behind dizzily, feeling thirsty and hungry again, thinking of the luxurious life of other people who crossed the crowd surrounded by beautiful women in fine clothes and food as soon as they opened their eyes, and was so depressed that he wanted to take revenge. Society. Yes.

Not far away, Zhang Ning was so hungry that he couldn't walk a single step. Seeing him like this, Erzhuzi had to take out one of the two vegetable cakes that Erzhuzi brought to him.

This cake is a close relative of Caiwowo, the difference is that it has a little more salt. Zhang Ning devoured it without any temperament, ate it in three or two bites, and then took a water bag made of some kind of animal skin and poured it into half a bag of water. There was food in his stomach, Zhang Ning relieved for a while, felt that he no longer had low blood sugar, stood up and motioned to Erzhuzi to continue going up the mountain, Erzhuzi looked at him and didn't say anything, the two walked for about half an hour, and came to the mountainside with more shrubs.

Erzhu began to chop wood, his movements were sharp, Zhang Ning tried a few times like him, clumsy and awkward, he was deeply speechless for the stone axe in his hand, and the productivity level of the village can be seen!

It took most of the day, the two of them, to be precise, finished cutting firewood, tied the firewood with straw rope, took out the remaining cake from their arms, hesitated for a while, and still broke half of it to Zhang Ning, but Zhang Ning refused. On the premise that he would not starve to death, Zhang Ning was very reluctant to eat this kind of food anymore. The second pillar seemed to be afraid that Zhang Ning would regret it, and he was swept away, and he ate it clean in an instant.

Zhang Ning saw a lot of wild fruits on the road, and after being identified by the two pillars, several kinds of them were edible. He had already collected a bunch of edible wild fruits, and at this time he took them out of the bamboo basket behind his back, wiped them casually, and gnawed them - some were sweet and sour, some were slightly spicy, and after eating nearly two catties, he still felt that his stomach was empty, and it was really difficult to feel full without carbohydrates or meat.

After Erzhuzi finished eating the cakes, he proposed to go to the forest to find insects to bake and eat. Zhang Ning remembered what he had seen in the video, the white fat insects that Bei Ye picked out from the trunk of the tree, if they were fried...... That taste...... Zhang Ning swallowed his saliva and walked behind the second pillar into the mountains and forests.

Zhang Ning vaguely remembered, I don't know if it was mentioned in the textbook or what I saw on the Discovery Channel, there will be insect droppings under the insect-eaten trees, and after carefully searching for dozens of trees, he really found two diseased trees, and the two of them cut and dug and caught more than a dozen insects.

The second pillar knocked out the spark with a flint and ignited the velvet, added hay and wood to it, and soon set up a fire, and then used a thin wooden stick to pass through the meat worm, and put it on the fire to crackle, and the most wonderful thing is that the second pillar magically pinched out a little salt and sprinkled it on the roasted worm! This delicacy is really incomparable, so fragrant that Zhang Ning wants to swallow his tongue. Zhang Ning complained in his heart that Bei Ye's taste was weird, and he wanted to pursue the taste of bursting pulp, he felt that the roasted food was extremely delicious and nutritious.

The two and a half children were growing their bodies, where were a few insects enough, and after eating the insects, they continued to find some grass seeds and wild vegetables to eat, among which there were even wild vegetable dandelions that Zhang Ning also knew.

After the two of them barely ate half full, Erzhuzi picked some more wild fruits and vegetables, picked a few large grass leaves, wrapped a few insects that he saved himself, and carried firewood to take Zhang Ning back to the village together.

Erzhuzi's mother saw that her son had brought back a meal, so she hurriedly called Sanzhu and Liunier to roast insects and eat.

Zhang Ning had already filled his stomach, the bubbles on his feet broke again, and he didn't want to take a single step, he just wanted to fall asleep. He greeted Erzhuzi and went back to his shack.

The second day after Zhang Ning crossed over was spent so fullly.