Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Thief Who Looks Like It's Delicious and Steals Food
"Fat man, your meal is already cold. ”
"If you don't eat, it'll be dark. ”
Chen Yang smiled at the camera: "Don't worry, wait a little longer to make it more flavorful." ”
"Anchor, are you the devil?"
"I forgot to order my own food in order to wait for you to eat. ”
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Almost half an hour later.
Chen Yang unhurriedly dug out the ant egg chicken and mushroom chowder, the taro leaves were no longer green, they were roasted at high temperature and turned sallow, and the surface became very dry, and when Chen Yang picked it up, it was still very hot.
After carefully removing the dirt from the top.
Chen Yang lifted the leaves of the big wild taro.
A thick soup flowed out and fell to the ground along his fingertips, Chen Yang frowned slightly, the essence was actually wasted like this, and he licked the residual soup on his fingers painfully, and then his facial expression was like taking a strong pill, and it instantly stretched.
"How's it taste?"
"Is it delicious?"
"Don't you still have to think about it, the anchor's eyes are narrowed into a line. ”
Then, Chen Yang completely uncovered the leaves of the wild taro.
A delicious smell rushed to the nose, the chicken fir mushrooms under the lens were neatly arranged together, and there was white heat, the termite eggs were full, swollen like white rice, and the thick soup gathered together, Chen Yang took the lead in picking up a termite egg and taking a bite.
The unique acidity of termites, coupled with the unique sweetness of chicken fir mushrooms, mixed with the unique fragrance of wild taro leaves, Chen Yang, who finished eating one, couldn't wait to eat another one.
At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room has exploded, and visitors can feel the allure of this delicacy even through the screen.
"Kneel for the anchor. ”
"Damn, I haven't eaten yet. ”
"Congratulations to the anchor, you managed to pull my hatred. ”
Next, Chen Yang picked up a chicken fir mushroom strip and put it in his mouth, he was already very happy to eat, and of course he was very happy to have such a delicious thing.
Chen Yang's face was full of happy smiles, this is the most delicious food he has ever eaten since he entered the mountain, the unique deliciousness of chicken fir mushrooms and termite eggs, the mixed color combination stimulates the taste buds, and the thick soup stimulates the taste buds.
It's not too tasty!
The lazy fish cat rewarded 100 small yellow croakers and said: I'm so hungry, I feel hungry when I look at it, the anchor I want to eat the shiitake mushroom in your hand. ”
"Anchor, you've completed your mission, you can withdraw. ”
"People can go, shiitake mushrooms must stay. ”
"Eat it again, I wish you ten pounds of meat. ”
Chen Yang picked up another chicken fir mushroom in front of the screen and shook it in front of the camera: "This thing is really not delicious, I just plan to eat it all." ”
"Don't be skinny, be careful of broken legs. ”
"Congratulations, the hatred has risen to its highest level, triggering the contempt of the whole fan. ”
Allure didn't want to talk to the anchor and gave the anchor a roll of the eyes. ”
Chen Yang smiled at the barrage, and suddenly explained seriously: "Chicken fir fungus and termite nest are symbiotic, generally where chicken fir fungus is made, there must be a termite nest underneath. ”
"The reason why chicken fir mushroom is precious, in addition to its deliciousness, more importantly, it contains amino acids, proteins, fats required by the human body, and also contains various vitamins and calcium, phosphorus, riboflavic acid and other substances, whether it is daily food, or outdoor is a rare delicacy. ”
Just when Chen Yang was explaining to fans.
In the bushes not far away, there was a behemoth attracted by the fragrance, a pair of big eyes staring at the food in Chen Yang's hand, saliva flowing down uncontrollably, it seemed to be a little jealous of the fat human, and only dared to watch quietly, when it found that the fat man was looking this way.
Suddenly alert, his body retreated a little.
Then disappeared into the bushes.
Chen Yang frowned and stared at the bushes not far away, I don't know why, it seemed that something was staring at him just now, Chen Yang hit his guts, took a wooden stick and wanted to go forward to find out, at this time a black blackbird fluttered in the bushes a few times, and then flew away.
After seeing this, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out to be a bird.
The sky was getting darker and darker, Chen Yang added a lot of branches to the bonfire in the shelter, in order to prevent fierce beasts from approaching in the middle of the night, and when the sky was completely dark, Chen Yang hid in the tent, he found countless moths and termites, attracted by the bonfire, and crashed directly into the flames, making a stinging and stabbing burning sound.
It's really a moth to a fire.
The night was long, and on a rainy day there was no starry sky, no beer, and no beauties and fried chicken.
On such a boring night, Chen Yang planned to go to bed early and get up early.
However, he slept very unsoundly tonight, and in addition to the buzzing of mosquitoes, the movement on rainy days was particularly loud, and several times he was woken up by the sound of falling branches and the frightened sounds of some birds.
The main thing is:
In this dark night, Chen Yang felt as if something had been staring at his shelter, which made him feel very unsteady, and he didn't dare to sleep too hard at all.
Now he really regrets it.
I should have checked that bush yesterday.
After fighting with the air all night, at two or three o'clock in the morning, Chen Yang couldn't stay up with a strong sense of sleep, and planned to squint for a while.
I don't know how long I slept.
Chen Yang was woken up by another voice, and he listened vigilantly to the sounds around him, as if something was moving outside his tent.
Chen Yang found that the bonfire outside the tent was extinguished, remembering that the firewood added last night was enough to burn until the second half of the night, if it was extinguished naturally, the time was close to dawn now.
After a while, Chen Yang heard something moving the stones around the campfire, making a sound of stones colliding, and felt that the thing seemed to be looking for something?
Wild boar?
Lynx?
Or is the goat back?
At this moment, Chen Yang did not intend to take the plunge, holding a sharpened wooden stick in his hand, he was not willing to fight with an unknown beast in the dark, now his whole body "muscles are tense, as long as the beast dares to touch his tent, Chen Yang will not hesitate to stab it."
After a while.
Chen Yang found that the movement seemed to be much smaller.
I couldn't help but want to open the tent to see if the beast was gone, but instinct told him that he couldn't do it, and sure enough, after a while, there was a strange sound, this time the sound appeared in his head, Chen Yang remembered that the top of his tent was a tree.
Yesterday, I was worried that the chicken fir mushroom would be eaten by other small animals, so I hung the part of the chicken fir mushroom that was going to be used as breakfast on the tree.
Thinking of this, Chen Yang instantly understood.
"Damn, this thief who steals food. ”
Chen Yang couldn't help but scold.
And the beast, which was stealing food from the tree, when he heard the sound, rolled down from the tree in fright and ran in the direction of the bushes.
Listen to the beast run away.
Chen Yang bravely opened the tent, holding a wooden stick in both hands, in the faint light, Chen Yang vaguely saw a huge figure, burrowed into the bushes yesterday, the shape did not look like a feline, but also like a canine, with a round buttocks, twisting and twisting when running.
Strange?
What the hell is this thing, and it can climb trees.
Chen Yang turned his head and looked at the tree behind him, his face suddenly became very dark and dark, and he suddenly hated himself, why didn't he have the courage just now, he picked up a wooden stick and fought with that bastard.
Eggless.
Lao Tzu's breakfast is gone.