Early in the morning, on the shore of the lake, when there was still a lot of dew, hundreds of people appeared in this position.

Except for Song Yong and a few members of the fishing team, all the remaining high-ranking tribe leaders at home came

"Brother Yong, if I don't go. Ling looked cautious and said to Song Yong.

For the high-level tribal leaders, it is naturally very cool when watching dramas and eating melons, but after the coolness is over, they need to face a huge problem:

What if Brother Yong goes out to find someone this time and something happens again?

Although they didn't say it directly, they had long decided that Tuo Na was not dead, in fact, it didn't matter much.

But the absence of any one of her in the tribe would not have unacceptably serious consequences.

The only thing is that if something happens to Brother Yong, it will be an unacceptable loss.

As a result, Ling was pushed out by them, mainly as the leader of the tribal hunting team, and the fishing team was also under his jurisdiction.

Therefore, even if it is Tuo's disappearance, what can really be said is that the goods are looking for their own death.

But speaking of which, they still feel that Ling is a little bit to blame and has a certain amount of joint responsibility.

However, these people all underestimated the degree of intense burning in Song Yong's heart, which had been burning from last night to now.

It's because of Tuo Po Niang, the stinky mouth.

Even this kind of nonsense about beating her up can be pulled out in front of so many people.

It's okay now, Gardenia, who has always been considerate to him, has now launched a little temper, and Brother Rangyong, who was born last night, had to forcibly cultivate by the fire pond for a night.

I can't even get on the bed, what else can I do besides cultivating?

Could it be that if he went to sleep in a different place, then he would be embarrassed by Brother Yong.

What's worse is that now everyone in the Gray Rabbit Tribe, including those slaves, thinks that they have a strong taste, and they like the kind of stout women who are more than two hundred pounds.

Even, among the onlookers last night, there were some people from other tribes.

With the existence of these big mouths, it is estimated that as long as it is not too long, this will spread to everyone in the entire southwest region.

Just thinking about this, Song Yong's skull hurt terribly.

Therefore, he is now holding a flame in his heart, and he still wants to find Tuo's goods back; regardless of whether the goods are dead or not, he will see people in life and corpses in death.

That's right......

Because I don't know how far they have gone into the lake, in order to spend as much time as possible on the lake, and have more time to search.

Song Yong commanded the people behind him, and under the skilled leadership of the fishing team, they got busy, first tying two brand-new bamboo rafts together to become a larger double-decker bamboo raft.

In the middle of the two-tiered raft, a sturdy cedar plank was added.

In this way, at least before dark, there is no need to worry about the big bamboo raft being bitten by that kind of sharp-toothed big black fish, and then falling into dangerous water.

The only problem is that it will take a certain amount of time to build such a reinforced version of the raft.

While the others were busy reinforcing and reinforcing the big bamboo raft, Song Yong began to walk around the shore of the lake.

This time, he came to the Primordial Age Plane, and there were a lot of broken things.

As soon as I arrived, I was attracted by the affairs of the savage tribe, and now that I barely had a little leisurely time, I remembered to get some river fresh back.

As a result, as soon as he pulled away the grass on the shore of the lake, he saw a large piece of good river fresh: snails.

The unpolluted water of the lake is a little too clear.

Therefore, in the area where Song Yong saw the lake, except for a little finger-sized swimming fish, there was no sharp toothed big black fish that he was most worried about.

Once he had the basics of safety, he took off his shoes, pulled up his trousers and went into the water.

'Hiss~' gasped, and Song Yong stepped into the lake water that was a little cold in the early morning.

Then, standing in the water no more than twenty centimeters deep, he leaned down and grabbed the snail that was attached to a pebble.

Under the gentle force of his fingertips, Song Yong's face rose with a very surprised expression.

Because under his gentle pull, there was no way to remove the snail from the adsorbed pebbles, and this thing was quite firm.

Song Yong, who did not believe in evil, gradually increased his strength in his hands.

Finally, after the sound of 'knock~', it sounded like pulling a wooden stopper, and the snail obediently fell into his hand.

Such a situation made Song Yong not surprised but rejoiced.

Because judging from the strong adsorption force of snails, doesn't it show that these snails are very energetic.

And such a vigorous snail, if you add chili, perilla leaves, peppercorns, green onions, ginger and garlic, and fry them over high heat, the taste must be very good.

What's even more wonderful is that the size of the snail is not so obvious when you look at it from a distance on the shore.

It was only after he took the snails in his hands and observed them carefully that he realized that these snails were just like other creatures in primitive times, and had amazing characteristics: they were large enough.

If you want to talk about the snails of the modern plane, they are all grandchildren.

In comparison, these snails in the primitive era, even if they are not grandparents, then it is more than enough to talk about the seniority within the uncle.

He pulled out a knife hanging from the belt around his waist.

Song Yong opened a little along the slight opening of the snail, and picked out the soft snail from the shell, and picked all of it on the tip of the knife.

By this time, the goods were still writhing powerfully.

The other parts of the snail were ignored by Song Yong, but the snail meat that was at least the size of his thumb made Song Yong sure of something.

After such a large bite of snail meat is stuffed into the mouth, it must be very enjoyable to chew......

After a while, Song Yong was lifted up on the hem of the T-shirt, and there were already two or three catties, this kind of big snail.

That counts, it took less than ten minutes.

And during this period, there are a lot of freshwater small river shrimp, which are not afraid of people swimming around his feet, and even touch his bare calves from time to time, which is quite comfortable.

It was also at this time that Song Yong knew why it was in the past.

Fishing nets are used to catch large nets, and after the nets are cast, only various fish and crabs are caught, and some shrimps are not seen at all.

Otherwise, where do you need to be reminded by Uncle Qian.

Only then did Song Yong remember that there were still these edible delicious river freshness in the lake.

The main reason is that the shrimp species in the big lake are all small river shrimps, even if they don't have any natural enemies, no matter how hard they try to grow, they are only small in size.

The nets he brought with him were much larger than those of these small river shrimps, and it was strange that they could be caught.

However, although it is impossible to catch with fishing nets, it does not mean that Song Yong has no other way in his heart for these delicious small river shrimp.

He glanced up, a hundred and ten paces away, on the shore of the lake.

It is estimated that it will take a while to complete all the reinforcement of that big bamboo raft, and there is still a lot of time to spare.

He shouted loudly at Ling, who was standing aside with his hands up, and shouted:

"Ling, hurry up and bring two rattan baskets over, not too big ones. ”

A few minutes later, Ling, who was holding a rattan basket in his hand, began to pull up the snail on the pebbles in this area.

And Song Yong himself picked up a rattan basket with a large opening.

First, the rattan basket was lightly lowered into the water, and then the unsuspecting small river shrimp were quickly moved over and lifted.

Finally, when I saw the bottom of the rattan basket, there was at least half a catty of small river shrimp.

Song Yong, who had been depressed for a night, finally brightened the mood in his heart.