"That's right! It's this kind of vine, remember to cut some more and take it away. ”

Song Yong, who was holding the soft white sand, held his hands, like a landlord and old wealth commanding the long-term workers to work, shouting hard to the people of the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

And ten meters away from him, thistle sat on the trunk of a large tree.

Wielding the hand axe brought by Song Yong in his hand, he directly cut off the verdant vines wrapped around the trunk one after another.

As soon as the vines fall to the ground, someone will deal with them.

The rest of the hunting party worked together to remove the excess leaves and thorns from the vines with the stone knives in their hands, and then rolled them into a large roll, intending to take them away later......

Just half an hour ago, Song Yong told Ji and the others that he needed to find the toughest and strongest vine.

Then, without much thought, Ji and the others took him to this location in the mountains and forests, and found this strange tree vine called Blood Vine.

said that the tree vine is weird, because even Song Yong, a doll born in the mountains, has never seen such a strange tree.

and vines that sap and sap when they cut down vines with a single axe, bursting out red sap and red vines like blood.

But the blood vine is a little weird, and it is quite satisfactory to Song Yong in terms of tenacity, at least he wields the axe, and he is afraid that if he cuts it with all his strength, he will really cut this kind of blood vine.

I believe that when the time comes, there will be no problem at all if you trip over some wild deer and wild sheep in the charge.

For this reason, Song Yong also deliberately told everyone in the hunting team to get more and bring it back for later use, mainly because he estimated that after the blood vine was dried, if he could get some tung oil to soak it, it would be lighter and stronger.

Isn't this how the vine armor soldiers that were burned by fire in the legend were made in this way?

Looking at the busy hunting team, Song Yong found that he couldn't help much for a while.

Just find a fairly clean stone and sit down, smoking a cigarette in your mouth, while casually playing with the weeds in your hand.

Inadvertently, a dandelion caught Song Yong's eyes.

This is a bare-roded dandelion in the seed part, which has long been blown away by the mountain wind, but it does not hinder Song Yong at all, and makes him recall a long memory in his mind:

That was when he was not very old, and he was still studying in primary and secondary schools in his hometown in Xiangxi.

This kind of dandelion, which they call in dialect, is always picked by the mother in the field every spring and summer, or some tidbits.

When you get home, wash it first.

It only needs to be blanched with boiling water for a minute or two, plus millet pepper, salt, light soy sauce, sesame oil, ginger and garlic, and it is immediately a refreshing cold dish with a unique flavor.

Or, if you add these eggs and spread them out to make an omelet, it will also be a delicious side meal.

Then this also means that this thing is definitely edible, even if it is not so tender, it is also a food source.

It may not taste so good anymore, but it definitely can't be eaten.

After thinking of this, Song Yong could no longer control his movements, and under his slight force, the dandelion stalk in the weeds was torn off a long section.

Then Song Yong closed his eyes, took the half of the dandelion, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

He was going to taste what this not very fresh dandelion tasted like.

However, in his preconceived circumstances, he decided that the taste of this thing might not be good, so he instinctively closed his eyes before putting it in his mouth......

Song Yong's attempt failed, and before he could put the dandelion in his mouth, a slap came over and knocked the object off his hand.

At the same time, a nervous female voice shouted in her ear: "Yong, you don't want to die, dare to stuff anything into your mouth." ”

It is said that he has been silently paying attention to Song Yong's movements, except for the girl Gardenia, there is no one else in the entire Gray Rabbit Tribe.

Therefore, the character who made this move is naturally the girl of Gardenia.

Song Yong was still quite moved by Gardenia's concern, even if he was slapped on the back of his hand by Gardenia, his hand was still a little numb.

But after she yelled so loudly, the problem was a bit bigger.

The rest of the hunting team put down what they were doing and immediately gathered around, and the eyes that once looked at the stupid son of the landlord's family reappeared in front of Song Yong's eyes.

Suddenly, Song Yong, who felt despised in terms of IQ, was a little anxious.

He jumped to his feet and shouted: "Who said that, who said that this kind of thing is poisonous and cannot be eaten?"

In the face of his question, everyone around him showed the expression of not knowing how to deal with the second fool, and in the end, Ji couldn't see it and gave the answer:

Boy, not everything in the mountains and forests can be eaten, and if you mess around, you will die.

That is, the great ancestors, the part of the things that were passed down by word of mouth, was safe food, for example, the berries and wild turnips that they usually ate.

Or, if it was a fruit that they had never seen before, they might be brave enough to try it after seeing that the birds and beasts were fine eating it.

Even so, the tribes did not know how many people were poisoned because they ate the wrong fruit.

So, even the fruit is like this, not to mention these weeds that don't seem to be edible......

After listening to Ji Ji's explanation, Song Yong really didn't know how to express his feelings in his heart;

According to their logic, there is not so much to eat, and they simply do not know anything.

But this is also good, he suddenly has more confidence in solving the food crisis of the Gray Rabbit tribe.

At the same time, he was also proud of the ancestors of the Chinese nation, without Shennong tasting herbs at the cost of his life, and the various efforts of other ancient sages.

This great nation may be like the Gray Rabbit Tribe, and it may be extinct in a natural disaster.

Naturally, there will be no Song Yong, all kinds of pain and beauty now......

The source of food was settled, but Song Yong also knew that before that, he had to build up the confidence of these guys in the source of these new things.

He was able to do that very easily.

"Believe me, my tribe used to eat this kind of stuff. Song Yong said.

Maybe Song Yong didn't guarantee it in the name of the ancestors in this story, so he didn't stuff half of the dandelion into his mouth.

Then, more than ten minutes passed, and Song Yong still didn't have any.

At this point, all the people of the hunting team surrounded Song Yong and cheered wildly.

It may be a casual dish for the modern plane, but for them, it's a new food, something they might not starve.

It's just that they soon found that the sudden arrival of happiness is not only a little bit.

Subsequently, Song Yong, who took the lead, walked in the mountains and forests and found one after another kinds of things that were said to be edible, such as shepherd's cabbage, violet, and poria cocos, and found as many as seven or eight kinds in a short time.

Later, the people of the Grey Rabbit tribe had found out from each of the most of them, and that great joy was there.

It became like this, and I was pleasantly surprised that I was a little numb.

In the end, it was Ji Ji, the leader of the collection team, who asked Song Yong very emotionally: "Yong, you are really an extremely knowledgeable person, maybe only those noble witches will have your rich knowledge." ”

According to the routine in the novel, when facing the respect of the natives at such a moment.

Song Yong knew that he should admit it shamelessly, and let these people from the Gray Rabbit Tribe bow down was the right way to open it.

Just as Song Yong was about to do so, his mind remembered those great ancestors of the modern plane.

For example, it is precisely because of Shennong to taste the herbs that they will not starve to death like these primitive people and natives, who are empty of food all over the mountains and fields.

It is precisely because of these great ancestors that this nation and civilization have flourished and developed from ignorance.

So, while muttering, Song Yong shook his head and said:

"No! This is an ancestor of the Huaxia tribe named Shennong, after tasting countless kinds of plants, he determined which ones could be eaten, which ones could cure diseases, and which ones were really poisonous. ”

After hearing this, Ji and the others opened their mouths, because their hearts were so shocked that they couldn't say a word for a long time.

After a long time, Ji took a group of dozens of people, knelt on the ground respectfully in front of Song Yong, and said:

"Thanks to this great ancestor of Shennong, although he is not the ancestor of our Gray Rabbit Tribe, but his feat will not know how many tribes will benefit, from now on, our Gray Rabbit tribe will worship and sacrifice him as our own ancestors, until the last person left in the Gray Rabbit Tribe. ”

Facing the primitive natives who knelt down all over the ground, Song Yong deserved to accept this gift.

Because he knows that at this moment he represents not himself, but his incomparably great ancestor Shennong, and in his memory, one great name after another:

Suiren's, Cangjie, Youchao's, Dayu......