With a duck's beak, the most convenient thing is to know what you can eat and what you can't eat.

The little duck beak held his head high, and he took Fang Qi to drill around in the weeds with a professional face, and it had been an hour! After walking for several miles of mountain roads, Fang Qi was tired and hungry and almost fainted, and said weakly: "What can you eat? There are so many kinds that you can't do one of them?"

The little duck was also in a hurry, and covered his face timidly.

Fang Qi saw him sniff and sniff, and said in hunger: "There are at least twenty or thirty kinds of grass we are looking at, I don't believe that none of them can be eaten, I said, is it not edible or not delicious?"

Fang Qi couldn't help but wonder if the fruits it stepped on were poisonous or unpalatable.

The little duck's beak was said to be the center, and he looked around nervously, and suddenly plunged into the mud and picked it up. Not long after, holding an earthworm in both hands and stuffing it into Fang Qi's mouth. Fang Qi didn't pay attention and almost let him plug his mouth.

Fang Qi slapped it to the ground and said frantically: "Can this be eaten?

The little duck got up lonely, glanced at Fang Qi quickly and quickly lowered his head. Fang Qi was so angry that he had a headache, could he have anything else but to pretend to be cute? At this moment, he didn't know what he saw, his eyes lit up, he squeaked happily on the ground, and jumped forward. Fang Qi followed closely, and the duck's beak stopped not far away, pointing to a leaf that looked like a lettuce, but was much smaller than the lettuce, and nodded vigorously.

Fang Qi hesitated to squat down and look at the grass, pick and choose for an hour, pick out this?

It's not like the earthworm just now, just catch it and fill it up, right?

To eat or not to eat?

The little duck's beak seemed to see his doubts, sat on the ground and plucked one, patted Fang Qi's trouser leg to signal him to look, and then filled the grass and soil into his mouth, and chewed with his eyes wide open.

Fang Qiyan quickly pinched his mouth and cut off the rhizome covered in wet mud, leaving only the clean leaves in his mouth.

Seeing that it ate with relish, it didn't seem to be fake, Fang Qi pinched the tip of a leaf and put it in his mouth, and chewed it with his front teeth. It's sweet, crunchy, and the taste is okay.

After eating a little, I started to eat it, and my stomach tasted sweetness, and I began to grunt wildly. Fang Qi pulled out dozens of trees in one go, carried them to the mountain spring and pinched the roots, rinsed them with water, and began to eat.

I tasted a little bit before, but I vaguely felt that the taste was okay. Eat a lot of it now...... It's really delicious!

The leaves are a thin layer, I don't know how to hide so much and full juice inside, as if compressed, the juice is sweet and delicious, comparable to the most delicious natural juice. I ate more than 10 trees in a row, but I didn't get tired at all.

The disadvantage is that he is too full, Fang Qi even ate and drank, and hiccups after eating almost a third of it. He's had eaten enough, but he hadn't eaten enough.

Eat and drink enough, and feel comfortable all over. Fang Qi touched the head of the little duck beak to express his appreciation, and the little duck flicked his tail proudly.

The rest of the food can't be wasted, Fang Qi is going to pack it and take it away and take it back to the male protagonist to taste.

He put the food back in the cave and touched the quilt by the rock. At this time, it was noon, and Fang Qi turned the quilt over again. The front is sunburned, and the back is sunburned.

What's to do then?

When you are full of food and strength, you have the heart to plan for other things. Fang Qi looked at the black quilt, remembered that the male protagonist had said that insects and eggs were insects, and thought that this must be washed, and it must be washed.

The cave in the distance, leaking rain and wind, should be mended, the bed is too narrow and broken, it should be changed, the clothes are too few to replace, it should be bought, the pot is needed for eating, the fire is needed for cooking, the male protagonist is dirty as a dog, it should be washed......

There are a bunch of things to do, big and small, scattered and trivial, and you have to come one by one. The most basic thing is to solve the problem of eating, and everything else can be done first, and Fang Qi began to play meat again.

After all, you can't get fat if you only eat vegetables! The male protagonist still has to eat meat!

I can't catch the flying in the sky on the mountain, but fortunately there are still swimmers in the water, I don't know if there are any fish in the lake?

Fang Qi stood up on his knees, glanced at the little duckbill lying on the side basking in the sun, and said, "Platypus, wake up, let's go find dinner." ”

The little duck beak sat up, touched his long beak, and his eyes widened with disgust.

Fang Qi said: "You don't like this name?"

The duckbill nodded aggrievedly.

Fang Qi said very democratically: "But you have to have a name, otherwise what do I call you? What do you want to call?"

The little duck beak thought solemnly, touched his mouth again, rolled his eyes, and said excitedly: "Tsk!"

Those who are filthy see filth.

Fang Qi was silent for a moment. With a subtle expression, he said, "You want to call it twitter?"

The duckling's beak nodded vigorously!

Fang Qi said: "Little chicken|chicken? Are you sure?"

The duckling's beak nodded harder.

"......" Fang Qi said weakly: "It's still called a platypus ==, chicken|chicken." ”

Walking to the edge of the lake, Fang Qi set aside the aquatic plants that grew in the water and were a lot higher than the water surface. The water of the lake is clear and clean, and a few silver-gray shadows swim around pleasantly.

Fang Qi straightened up, a little worried. There are fish, there are fish, but how can he catch them? Even if he strips naked and jumps down, he can't swim faster than the fish.

After thinking about it for a long time, he went down to test the water, and the deepest water near the waterfront reached his waist. The water was so clear that you could see the cement and stones at the bottom of the lake, so Fang Qi stepped on the water and decided to adopt a more conservative approach.

The mountains were full of trees, and Fang Qi broke off a large branch, sharpened the tip and made a simple harpoon.

Back at the water's edge, Fang Qi looked at the sky, then took off his clothes and soaked his shirt and pants in water to wash them. When the sun is shining, he will fork the fish in a while, and his clothes will be dried by the way, killing two birds with one stone.

Fang Qi gently touched the platypus lying on the side and pulled the weeds, and said, "Is it okay for us to eat sweet and sour fish and braised fish and chopped pepper fish head and sauerkraut fish at night?"

The little platypus didn't understand too much, looked at him, and nodded in confusion.

Fang Qi was turned over, hung his washed clothes on the branches, went to the lake in his underwear, and spearfished.

The whole body of the fish is not slippery, in the past in the vegetable market, I saw the fish jump out of the pool and toss on the ground, and the fish seller caught it for a while before catching it. How much more is it in the water, in the territory of the fish?

Fang Qi held the fork and was engrossed in the fork for an afternoon, but he didn't find a single fork. It's not that the fish is far away from him that he can't catch it. The fish is not afraid of people, Fang Qi is just standing in the water, and naturally there are fish coming around. But the fish looked dull and unalert, but reacted extremely quickly. He raised his fork, and the fish was still swinging its tail leisurely, but the fork in his hand entered the water, and the fish was still under his feet for a second, and the fork entered the water, and it ran three meters away.

Fang Qi bent over and stood up, stood up and bent over, back and forth dozens of times, and felt that he had abdominal muscles ==

Wasted an afternoon.

Fang Qi still wants to work hard for the last time, it's getting dark, and if he can't catch it, he can only eat vegetarian today. These fish are too bullying.

Then he heard a cooing sound.

At first, he thought that the little platypus was bored and making trouble, Fang Qiqian said angrily: "Don't make noise, OK, will scare the fish away, do you want to eat today?"

But not only did the cooing not stop, the sound became louder and denser, and Fang Qi caught a glimpse of the little platypus imitating his movements at noon, obediently choosing vegetables one by one. He realized that it wasn't a little platypus.

Fang Qi turned his head slowly vigilantly, and there were hundreds of chickens drinking water on the shore in front of him. Peck at the surface of the water and tilt your head.

Fang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and glanced around, most of them were hens and chicks, and there was only one big rooster, standing on a tree and shaking his feathers.

This is: the heart of the spear can't be repooned, and the unintentional grasp of ** is full of parks.

Although the vigilance of those chickens is not low, a large flock of chickens gather together to drink water, and they can't run. In addition, Fang Qi stopped and stopped, as long as the chicken raised his head alertly, he stood still, and slowly Fang Qi walked to within three meters of the chicken flock with a fork, and suddenly pounced forward, the chickens clucked and ran wildly, and Fang Qi held two chickens in the chicken feathers in the sky!

Fang Qi grabbed the chicken feet, lifted the chicken head down, got up and said movingly: "I have meat to eat today." ”

The little platypus tilted its head to look at him, and suddenly pointed at the chicken and screamed.

Fang Qi looked down, and couldn't help but have embarrassment written on his face, the tail of the chicken in his left hand was facing the sky, and there was half a round and white thing stuck in his buttocks, which was actually an egg.

Great! Not only meat but also eggs! You can also keep chickens in captivity and have eggs to eat every day!

Fang Qi hurriedly turned the chicken upside down and turned his head to the sky, and with a slight sound, the chicken laid out the eggs. Fang Qi gasped, ahhh

When it was too late, the little platypus swooped forward, opened its long, flat beak, and caught the egg.

Fang Qi breathed a sigh of relief and praised it: "Good job." ”

Then with a click, the little platypus crushed the egg, and the egg white yolk smeared its face.

The duckling's beak raised its paw to wipe its face, and ate the eggshell with a click.

"......" Fang Qi: "Loser!"

Fang Qi squatted down and looked at the eggs all over the ground in great pain, even if the platypus ate the eggs, he would not feel distressed, but this stupid man ate the eggshell, and the egg liquid flowed all over the ground!

The platypus rubbed the surface of Fang Qi's feet.

Fang Qi didn't want to bother with it, sighed and stood up, pressed the two clucking chickens to the ground, pressed them with his legs, tore off a few grass, and twisted them into a rope to tie the chicken's feet firmly, so that the chickens could not run.

The little platypus was kicked aside by Fang Qi just now, its round eyes narrowed, as if it was a little aggrieved, and it pouted its ass and jumped to find Fang Qi.

Fang Qi was getting dressed. The afternoon was sun-soaked and windy, and although it was not yet dry, it was not too uncomfortable to wear.

Sensing that he was angry, the little platypus chirped.

Fang Qi fastened his button and looked down at it, and said, "Are you stupid?

The little platypus nodded honestly.

Fang Qi: "......"

Fang Qi turned away from him, and the little platypus looked back at the eggs all over the ground, muttered for a moment, and then pecked at Fang Qi's feet.

Seeing it like this, Fang Qi no longer put on his face, and touched it comfortingly, anyway, there are chickens and eggs.

The little platypus wagged his tail on the ground quite enjoyably, Fang Qi withdrew his hand and carried the chicken back to the cave, and the little platypus shook the grass clippings on his body and jumped up, ran forward and grabbed Fang Qi's trouser leg and pulled it back.

Fang Qi kicked its ass on tiptoe, "What are you doing, hurry home to cook, it's time to put away the quilt." ”

The little platypus didn't hear it and continued to pull him, squeaking as it went.

Fang Qi couldn't drag it to walk, so he had to carry a chicken to follow it.