Chapter 271: I'll just take a sip of soup
In the sound of "bang", the accumulated dead leaves were pushed away by the bone shovel, and Han Cheng stood not far away and watched, looking forward to the appearance of bamboo shoots.
"Wori!"
After the two bones went down, what appeared was not a surprise, but a fright!
A yellow snake of the same color as a dead branch sprang out of here.
This guy is nearly half a meter long, almost as thick as a dumpling pin for rolling dumpling skins, very aggressive, and when he comes out, he does not run away, but sits cross-legged, his head held high, and his mouth spits scarlet letters, and looks coldly at the people who disturbed his dreams.
Han Cheng has always been afraid of snakes, this kind of cold animal, looking at it makes people feel uncomfortable unconsciously.
The sudden appearance of this snake made him goosebumps all over his body in an instant, and he felt that the hair on his body was about to stand up.
Just now, I just thought about eating bamboo shoots, but I forgot that this kind of bamboo forest near the river bank is the favorite habitat of snakes!
It's late spring, and the snake has already woken up.
"Brush!"
A bone shovel suddenly appeared and smashed directly into the snake's body, and this majestic snake broke its power in an instant.
It was pounded and pressed to the ground by the bone shovel and rubbed, even if it coiled its body and rolled the bone shovel hard, it was also useless.
The head of the snake was quickly cut off by the bone shovel, and the senior brother took back the bone shovel, and in the amazed gaze of Han Cheng, who took a few steps back, he reached out and ripped off the headless snake wrapped around it, and shouted to Han Cheng with excitement on his face in his hand, saying that the noon meal had fallen.
Han Cheng, who was watching, took a few steps back.
He is really still a pseudo-primitive, he can't be as fierce as the senior brothers, looking at the elated crowd who caught two more snakes, Han Cheng's face couldn't help twitching.
The land was opened, revealing fat bamboo shoots, and they had accumulated energy for a long time, but they were not very lucky, and before they could burst out with an astonishing growth rate, they were dug down, and together with those snakes that delivered vegetables, they became the food of the people of the Qingque tribe.
Han Cheng, who was carrying a few bamboo shoots in his arms and returned with a full load, left the bamboo forest with his senior brother and the others, and headed towards the place where the boat had been moored before.
In the hands of the senior brother, he also dragged a bamboo pole with a diameter of about four centimeters.
This was according to Han Cheng's instructions, cut it down and used it as a boat.
The slender and lightweight bamboo pole is more suitable for making a boat penny than other wooden sticks.
This bamboo pole was cut with a stone axe from below after the soil was removed, and it was difficult to cut down a bamboo pole without starting from here.
In the depths of the bamboo forest, Han Cheng didn't let people explore, firstly, there were more snakes inside, even if the senior brother and the others were in a mess, but they couldn't resist the highly venomous snakes, once they were bitten by such a snake, then this trip would be sad.
The second is that Han Cheng is worried about meeting a guy who obviously has a strong strength, but he wants to sell cuteness for a living.
This guy, don't look at his usual cuteness, is actually a master of deep concealment.
Panda Panda, first the bear, then the cat, the legendary and Yellow Emperor's tough Chi You's mount, is it.
National treasure, Han Cheng doesn't want to provoke.
The skinned bamboo shoots and the skinned snakes were thrown into clay pots and boiled together.
After boiling, the senior brother first filled a bowl for Han Cheng.
For eating snake meat, Han Cheng was full of refusal, especially when he thought of the cold appearance of the snake, he was even more uncomfortable.
Han Cheng swore that if he starved to death, even if he jumped from here, he would not eat a bite of bamboo shoot snake soup!
It's just a stomach, but a little unassumingly gurgling,
After waiting like this for a while, seeing that the senior brother and the others were eating happily and couldn't stop, Han Cheng's firm heart was a little shaken.
I'll just take a small bite of the soup.
He said to himself like this, brought the bowl to his mouth and took a sip carefully, the taste was surprisingly good, and the freshness of the bamboo shoots and the freshness of the snake meat were brought into full play.
This one bite didn't taste good, I'll take another bite...... Han Cheng said to himself in his heart.
Now that you've drunk the soup, let's try the snake meat again......
As a result, a bowl of bamboo shoot and snake soup disappeared into the belly of Han Dashenzi.
After eating one bowl, it is not enjoyable, and clamoring for another bowl.
"It smells so good!"
After eating all the food, Han Cheng smacked his lips and couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, he had the urge to take the senior brother and them to the bamboo forest again, catch some snakes and come back, and then boil the soup and drink.
The waves were soft, the oars were fluctuating, and the four canoes left the place where they had stayed for the night and half a day, and headed slowly towards the lower reaches of the river.
A green-headed waterfowl quietly poked its head out of the grass, and when it saw that this group of murderous uninvited guests had really left, it couldn't help but open its mouth and cry out in joy......
Han Jiancheng was in the bow of the boat, and used charcoal to point out a black dot there on the south side of the confluence of the Red River and the Lu River, and marked two words next to it - bamboo forest.
In the days that followed, Han Cheng and the others went down the river all the way, walked for a while, and when they met a gentle place suitable for anchoring and landing, they would leave the boat and go ashore to see the vegetation and stones nearby.
However, their good fortune seems to have run out, and nothing else has been found that is particularly useful to the Qingque tribe except for the bamboo forest.
Today is the sixth day of leaving the tribe, and as the river continues to flow in, the river has become wider.
Not far ahead, an inlet appeared in front of me, where the river became so steady that it could not be seen to flow.
Seeing that the sun was already a little westerly, and everyone was already hungry, they stopped here and landed on the shore to make a fire and cook.
Several fish cages hung from the stern of the boat, most of which were submerged in the water, were lifted, and inside were fish that had been caught before and had not been eaten.
After eating, they stretched the cables, as usual, and pushed the boats away from the shore with their pennies, and then walked toward the shore with their weapons and tools, and went on to explore the uninhabited land.
"What is this?"
After just a few steps, Han Chengcheng stopped, looked at a few green plants in the weeds, and stopped.
My heart was filled with a sense of anticipation.
Senior Brother, Senior Brother Sha, and Death They, discovered the strangeness of the Divine Son, and knew what the Divine Son had discovered, so they followed Han Cheng's gaze together,
As far as the eye can see, there is nothing special to be found other than the growing weeds.
Han Cheng took two quick steps and came to a clump of grass that was almost level with him, and carefully looked at these plants with large leaves.
The leaves of the plant resemble the palms of the hands, but they are obviously not plane trees, these leaves have some small thorns on them, and some of them are on the body, and the color of the roots is slightly purple.
This is......
Wild hemp?!
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