Wait until the little one is put to sleep. Chen Bodhi moved out the wooden box under the bed.

The wooden box is an ordinary wooden box, which is rough in workmanship but strong in strength. Look at the traces under the Qin. The wooden box should have been locked before.

When I opened the wooden box, there was some change of clothes and half a bag of food. A small package wrapped in a cloth. When I opened it, there were some pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, which were not good, but they could be used. But there is no such thing as books. A few bamboo tubes should be used by people in this era to store water. There was also a money bag, and there were only more than 20 copper coins in the money bag, and a piece of broken silver.

Aside from these, what attracted Chen Bodhi the most was probably the neatly placed half of the armor at the bottom of the box, a broken knife, and an iron plate.

Why is it half armor? Because this armor only has an upper body, no lower body leggings, battle skirts and anything like that.

The armor was visibly wiped from time to time, and although it was covered with marks of knives and axes, there was not a trace of rust and it was well preserved. The missing iron ring on the top of the chain armor lining has also been carefully reincarnated. The armor is black, and the front chest and back are carved with some hideous animal patterns. The shape of the animal pattern should be gluttonous. The entire suit of armor is well-made. Including the tiger swallow on the left and right shoulder armor are vivid, and the fangs of the beast's head sticking out seem to choose people to eat. The top of the heart guard is full of pits, all dents. Chen Bodhi's eyes seemed to show the heroic posture of the owner of the armor letting go of the horse and fighting bloodily.

In addition to the armor, there is also a residual knife, the whole residual knife is about 70 centimeters long, and the style is similar to the Tang knife I have seen before. The overall line is smooth, compared with the general knife, the knife surface is narrower, the blade is single-sided, and the blood groove is deeper. But for some reason it broke in the center.

The handle is also longer than that of a regular knife, and the length of about two inches in front of the handle is not sharpened, so it should be easy to hold and provide more pressure.

The material used for the handle is a hardwood, to be precise, it should be goldenrod. Shouldn't this wood be from Africa? Could it be that in this era, someone began to travel across the ocean? Looking closely, the entire bright yellow handle is faintly red. Chen Bodhi approached and sniffed, the hilt of the knife exuding a bloody breath. This color should be the mark of blood being watered. Blood seeped through the hardwood, and I don't know how much of the enemy's blood was drunk. It's really a murder weapon.

Chen Bodhi let his fingers skim the blade slightly, and the blade immediately left a scratch on his finger, and the sharpness of this knife was also obviously beyond the manufacturing and smelting process that should be in this era.

As for the iron brand. The material composition is not all iron, it should be some kind of metal alloy. The front depicts the pattern of the hidden dragon ascending to the sky, which is lifelike. The back is relatively concise, with only one "Chen" character.

This token should also be an identifier of some kind of identity. Such good armor, a saber, plus a token engraved with a dragon. It seems that his identity as a cheap Lao Tzu is not simple. It's just that based on the current situation, I can't judge for myself. I don't even know if my so-called "father" is still alive in this world. According to the little one, he and she have lived in this forest for a long time, and the little one has no impression of his father at all.

According to the official records, I must have lived here for almost two years. The mountains are high and the forests are dense. Get away from the hustle and bustle. According to the calculation of age, he cannot be the so-called hermit master. Not to mention a child. Chen Bodhi speculated that the original owner of this body should be in a state of avoiding disaster. So go backwards, two years ago, the most famous historical event should be the Xuanwumen Incident.

According to Chen Bodhi's understanding of the history of the early Tang Dynasty, there was no famous military general surnamed "Chen". Then either they will not be famous, or they will be subordinate to the enemy forces, and in the end they will lose the struggle and lose the qualification to write history.

It seems that his life experience can be regarded as confusing.

Chen Bodhi's parents died in his last life, and his grandfather's memory basically stayed before he was six years old. Compared with ordinary people, Chen Bodhi longs for the warmth of his family.

But the reality is often cruel, so far, in this life, except for the little guy, he still has nothing.

Thinking of the little guy, the corners of Chen Bodhi's mouth slightly hooked a good-looking arc.

Fortunately, there are little ones, otherwise I really don't know how to face this strange world. After all, it's different from before, no matter how far away from "home" it was, it was just a matter of distance. But now, there is a time dimension of 1,400 years between him and his family, and there are six or seven dynasties in the middle, and I don't know if it will be like Yi Xiaochuan, who lives for two thousand years.

Home, I guess I can't go back.

If you don't understand some things, you won't want to think about it for the time being, but it's only right to think about how to fill your belly. What's more, I promised the little guy that I would provide different food at night.

Looking at the only ingredients in front of him, Chen Bodhi was in trouble for a while. It's so embarrassing. There was nothing but japonica rice, bacon, and a small packet of coarse salt. However, this is not difficult for Chen Bodhi, who is a "mountain ghost" who can survive alone in the forest or rainforest for half a year with only a small bag of salt. The half-year period is still calculated according to the mission cycle, and if necessary, Chen Bodhi is confident that he can survive for a longer time.

Sometimes in less tense moments, Chen Bodhi also pays attention to his quality of life, after all, there is still a big difference between life and survival. This can be regarded as a joy in another sense.

Of course, it's all built on nature's gifts.

However, given his current physical condition, Chen Bodhi was unable to complete difficult tactical moves, and he did not dare to go too far away from the little guy. Chen Bodhi plans to pick some wild vegetables nearby.

The little whitebait in the creek in front of the house looks good too.

Chen Bodhi walked into the forest with the remnant knife.

In early spring, the forest is full of life. There is no pollution and unlimited logging in later generations. The entire forest remains in its most pristine state.

I didn't go far before I found a patch of bracken that was growing well, and carefully picked the young leaf buds of the bracken, which were still young and stretched, one by one. After the bracken has been treated with non-toxicity, it is a rare delicacy whether it is stir-fried or cold, but it is a pity that there is no wine, which spoils such a good appetizer. After picking a sufficient amount of wild vegetables, Chen Bodhi walked forward.

After walking for about a cup of tea, under a dense pine forest, large fields of matsutake mushrooms grew. Chen Bodhi is also half a "son of the forest", he has never seen so many matsutake mushrooms, the size of half an acre. And compared with the matsutake mushrooms seen in later generations, the so-called top matsutake mushrooms in later generations were thrown off a few streets with just one head.

This is an unexpected surprise, I thought it would be nice to pick some mushrooms and make some mushroom soup. Unexpectedly, the forest rewarded him with a large field of matsutake mushrooms.

Chen Bodhi selects a small piece of matsutake mushroom and gently brushes off the surface of the floating soil. Carefully take the gifts of nature into your pocket. I didn't pick too much, but I just picked enough for myself and the little guy to eat for a few days. Matsutake mushrooms grow in harsh environments, so try not to destroy them.

Chen Bodhi walked on the forest path with a full harvest.

When I got home, I put down my things and looked at the little guy. After leaving for a while, I was worried. It seems that he is becoming more and more integrated into the role of the little guy's brother. The little guy hadn't woken up yet, snoring, blowing snot bubbles, and sleeping very sweetly. Without disturbing the little guy's sweet dream, Chen Bodhi tucked the corner of the quilt for the little guy, turned around and walked out of the hut.

Picking up the rattan chopped along the way and sharpening one end of the stick, Chen Bodhi made a simple version of the speargun. After doing it, I tried it on the spot, and the elasticity of the rattan is very good, and the speed and accuracy of the speargun are also okay.

The water is crystal clear, there is no debris, and the deepest part of the water is about one meter. Whitebait, which is more than a foot long, swims back and forth in the water, and there are quite a few of them.

There is a point in speargun fishing. Try not to let your own shadow obscure the waters where the fish are active due to the refraction of light. The speargun should be aimed slightly downwards.

With a bit of luck, one hit was the right one. The fish here don't seem to have experienced much of a threat. There was no sense of crisis, and the spearguns went down except for the fish that came up from the fork, and the rest of them did not understand how to flee after the initial panic, and they were still spinning in place.

In that case, you're welcome. Almost every time it didn't fail, and after a while, Chen Bodhi forked seven or eight fish.

On the stream, Chen Bodhi disemboweled the fish that came up from the fork and disemboweled, and dealt with it briefly. Because there is no fish scale, the progress is very fast. It took three or five breaths to process one, and when I held it in my hand, I found that the flesh of this small whitebait was fresh and tender, except for the bones, there were almost no fish bones, and the body of the fish was almost transparent. As a rule of thumb, this fish should be more suitable for raw fish sashimi.

Tear off a small strip and put it in your mouth. Chen Bodhi suddenly felt that the pores of his whole body were opened. The whole mouth is filled with the unique umami taste of whitebait, and I have never eaten such a delicious fish. After eating a whole whitebait in a row, Chen Bodhi still had an unfinished look on his face.

The ingredients were all fiddled with, and it was getting dark.

He took out half of the iron pot in the house, took half a pot of water, built a stove, and made a fire. Put the washed matsutake mushrooms and processed whitebait in a pot and add a pinch of salt to bring to a boil over high heat, then simmer over low heat. Soon, a strange smell lingered in the air.

A bonfire was set up next to it, and the washed slate was set on the fire for charcoal. After the slate is heated. Rub the fat bacon back and forth so that the grease spreads all over the slate. When the slate begins to smoke, place the fillets on top of it. Sprinkle a thin layer of salt and turn carefully. Grill the fillets until golden brown. The unique slate-yaki is freshly baked.

The door of the hut was pushed open, and the little one came out sleepy-eyed and smelling the scent.

I saw my brother bending over and busy cooking dinner for himself. Pedaling, pedaling, the little guy ran briskly on his little short legs. Holding my brother's hand. When Chen Bodhi squatted down and was level with the little guy, he stamped a seal on Chen Bodhi's cheek.

An experience he had never had before, Chen Bodhi suddenly felt that the tiredness of the day was swept away.

"Little one, wake up, are you hungry? My brother made fish soup for the little guy to drink. Does it smell good? ”

"It's fragrant, it's more fragrant than the meat at noon, and no one has ever smelled such a good smell. My brother worked hard, and I beat my brother's back. As he spoke, his sparkling eyes stared at the fish soup in the pot. The small mouth swallows saliva. Absolutely lovely.

I don't know where I came from, and a few words coaxed Chen Bodhi, who was a person in two lives, to iron it to the extreme.

The fish broth is almost ready, the fish meat is completely integrated into the soup, and the milky white fish broth is tumbling up and down, and it is served with shredded matsutake mushrooms with fine hair, and it is satisfying just to look at it. A bowl was served to the little one. Afraid of burning the little guy, I blew it carefully, and when it felt almost there, I handed it to the little guy.

The little guy held the small wooden bowl in both hands, pecked it lightly, and then his eyes lit up. Quickly snorted, and drank the fish soup in the bowl in three or two clicks. After that, he also lit up the bottom of the bowl and motioned for his brother to come to another bowl. Chen Bodhi served another bowl to the little one. This time, the little guy was not as anxious as he drank last time, and he nodded repeatedly after drinking. shook his little head and praised Chen Bodhi's cooking skills with practical actions.

After drinking the fish soup, I sandwiched a few slices of grilled fish for the little one. I was going to praise my brother's little guy, but I didn't care about talking, and I began to bury my head in my own feast on the tip of my tongue. Serve out the remaining fish broth. Chen Bodhi stir-fried the bracken that he had picked up.

The fish soup and fish fillet are not accumulated, so the little guy can eat happily.

When it was almost time to eat, I put some greens in the little one's bowl. Maybe it's not to the taste of the little guy compared to the fish fillet. The little ones are reluctant to substitute greens for delicious grilled fish fillets. This is not good, the little guy has serious molting in the palms, which is a manifestation of a clear lack of vitamins, and vitamins must be supplemented. was ruthless, didn't look at the little guy's eyes, and poured some vegetables into the small wooden bowl.

The little guy saw that his brother ignored him, so he stopped playing a little temper, silently picked up the small wooden bowl and ate vegetables.

Actually, the little guy didn't mean to play a little temper, he just wanted to attract the attention of his brother and the child's mind. Besides, compared to what I ate before, if there is no bibimbap at noon, grilled fish and fish soup at night. As far as this green vegetable is concerned, it is also delicious that I have never tasted.

Thinking that he would be able to eat the delicious meals made by his brother every day in the future, the little one felt that he had never been so happy.

"Hey, it would be better if my brother could be Daddy!"

In addition to happiness, the little one also has a touch of trouble.