Feng Jun did not postpone it, but took the machete in Yun Yang's hand very neatly and began to clean up a bunch of weeds. Sure enough, she soon saw a few simple stoves made of large stones.

Light a fire, and then take the pot and come to Yun Yang's side.

This is a small puddle near the foot of the hillside, and it is also the place where farmers used to get water to drink, and at this time, in addition to the water and grass covering, the spring water is still gurgling!

Yun Yang skinned the badger, and there was no hot water, so the pheasant had to remove its claws and head and prepare to make a flower chicken.

Next to the puddle, there are cattails and mints, as well as wild peppers, which are very spicy and very suitable for making flower chicken.

After sprinkling the seasoning, this time Yun Yang directly wrapped the Luhua chicken with yellow mud.

Back at the stove, Yun Yang buried the chicken under the pyre, then chopped the food and put it in the pot, washed it, and put it back when it was almost there. Wild ginger, cattail, star anise and perilla, cooking wine.

Taking advantage of the fact that the rice and vegetables were not yet cooked, Yun Yang once again helped Feng Jun set up the tent, as for his own, it was supported on the reeds, and there was no need to set it up.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!", Zhao Jinyang may be really hungry, holding a Luhua chicken alone, gnawing on a mouth full of oil. I was still talking about it just now, the mud bag, the chicken feathers haven't faded, it's a little ugly, I didn't expect it to taste better than anyone else!

Feng Jun and Yang Meimei were eating a chicken leg alone, Yun Yang was unhurriedly drinking soup and eating meat, just with the breeze and the reckless mountains, comfortable and comfortable!

This is the sound of the earth's breathing, and it is also the voice of nature expressing its emotions.

A few unknown beast roars came from afar, mixed with the sound of the wind in the mountains, and spread into the distance!

When Zhao Jinyang drank the last bit of broth and put down the dishes and chopsticks, the whole person almost couldn't stand up, he was really too full!

"Uh! I'm so full, Yun Yang, this is the spiciest and fullest meal I've ever eaten in my life, and my craftsmanship is really good!", Zhao Jinyang said with his hands behind his back, looking up at the starry sky, and satisfied.

"Just like it!", Yun Yang smiled faintly, then put the dishes and chopsticks in the pot and wash them tomorrow.

After chatting for a while, perhaps because they were too tired to walk the mountain road, Yang Meimei and Zhao Jinyang went to rest early.

"Good night, I can't support it anymore!", Feng Jun nodded to Yun Yang.

"Go to bed early!", Yun Yang watched the tall figure disappear into the tent, got up and stretched.

Looking up at the starry sky, the galaxy is splendid, and on the dark sky, a lonely moon hangs high, sprinkling a cold silver glow.

"Moon Palace Chang'e should have a very, blue sea, blue sky, night and night heart!, eh, it seems that I have misremembered?", Yun Yang inexplicably came up with this sentence in his mind.

After extinguishing the fire, Yun Yang also came to his tent and put Zhu Yeqing and the silver snake on duty outside.

With these two guys here, Cobra didn't dare to approach, he could rest assured.

The tents of the three were arranged in a triangular shape, and Zhao Jinyang's tent was the farthest away, which was his own request. The reason, of course, is in him and Yang Meimei.

Feng Jun looked at the two of them with a look of disgust at the time, Yun Yang could understand Zhao Jinyang, and when he came out to play, he always wanted to try the excitement.

Entering the water spirit bead, the freshness with some sweet and greasy aroma entered the abdomen, which made him shake all over, and his tired body seemed to have recovered a little.

After drinking a cup of honey water soaked in honey spiritual liquid, Yun Yang breathed a long sigh of relief. The exerted physical strength is recovering rapidly, and the energy is full again.

Looking at the current water spirit bead space, a vigorous vitality is permeating, whether it is animals or plants, they are growing very well.

The gourd vine is still a short jade tablet, and the vines meander in the mist, looming and mysterious. Under the jade stele, the three-thousand-year-old ginseng is still covered in clouds and mountains, hiding itself in the mist. There are two more tender green leaves, and on the canopy, ginseng seeds have appeared, which are about to ripen!

The vines grew more favourably and the area was enlarged again, spreading out overhead without the slightest support. This kind of scene, if you take a photo and take it out, it will definitely be misunderstood as PS.

Beside him, the multicolored poisonous python was still sleeping soundly, and even if Yun Yang came in, it couldn't alarm it.

Fruit trees of all kinds are either flowering, bearing tender fruit, or ripe, and so on. Yun Yang's heart moved, and the ripe fruit suddenly appeared in the basket beside him. The ripe fruits disappear, and they once again enter the cycle of flowering and fruiting.

In the pharmacy, the saffron has been harvested once, the cordyceps have also been dug up, and once entered the experience of cordyceps!

The most surprising thing for Yunyang is that all Changbai ginseng is growing well, and at this rate, after two years of flowering and fruiting, it will be able to reproduce more.

After picking some mature medicinal herbs, Yun Yang came to the side of the Ziyun Dragon King Tree. Mo Jianglong was still coiled at the root of the tree, and after seeing Yun Yang coming, he bent down and flicked, good guy, more than a meter high, directly on Yun Yang's shoulder!

"Hiss!", Mo Jianglong kept spitting out his forked tongue, as if he had a triangular head like two dragon horns.

"Know what you want. Okay, this is for you!", looking at one of the ripe purple dragon king fruits, purple gas, it looks noble and mysterious!

With a gesture of stretching out his hand, the ripe Ziyun Dragon King Fruit slowly flew up and came to Yun Yang's hands. Mo Jianglong impatiently slid along his arm into the palm of his hand, wanting to swallow it in one gulp. It's a pity that this is Yunyang's world, not to mention Mojiang Dragon, even a real dragon has to be suppressed when it reaches the Water Spirit Bead!

"What's the hurry!", Yun Yang touched Mo Jianglong's head and put it to its mouth with a smile. This time, Mo Jianglong was unceremoniously, and after swallowing it, he rubbed Yun Yang's palm with his head, bounced it to the ground again, coiled it at the root of the Ziyun Dragon King Tree, and fell asleep.

"Legend has it that the Mojiang Dragon can molt and evolve once by swallowing the Ziyun Dragon King Fruit, and I don't know what it will become. Yun Yang muttered to himself, a topaz gourd suddenly appeared in his hand, raised his head and took a sip.

Looking at the junction of the island and the lake, the rice field of nearly three acres, his eyes gradually blurred, I don't know whether he is drunk or wandering in the world.

It was a few days ago, after the fragrant rice came down, Yun Yang took more than 100 catties to come in for breeding. He wanted to see if the Ichor could improve the fragrant rice. After all, the previous time it was just soaked overnight, it became better than the place of origin, if this has been watered with spiritual liquid, when it matures, will it be atavistic to the ancestors?

Since Yun Yang released some seawater and sea creatures into the waters off the Xiangjiang River, the surface of the lake surrounding the island has become two parts. Part saltwater and part freshwater. The junction is like a clear glass separation, which is very magical.