Chapter 219: Nap Habits
In addition to the image of the phoenix swallowing the earth, there is also a series of intricate words and numbers in the cave, which are also hieroglyphic characters that look like various felines and canines. But Wang Xika couldn't understand it.
But there is an image that Wang Xijia understands - at the end of the painting, there is a villain, like the signature of a cartoonist in later generations. I saw a drawing of a man with long hair and a long beard, holding a sword in his left hand and a child in his right hand. The man stepped on a flying sword and soared into the air, wearing a pair of AJs on his feet. A line of Chinese characters was written next to it: Qingniu Mountain Yuan Qingniu.
Wang Xijia was taken aback when he saw this payment, as if a thunderbolt sounded in his head, buzzing: since the last time he saw Yuan Zhenren in Peach Blossom Town, this person has disappeared.
I thought I would never see this person again in the future, but I didn't expect to see this image again in the cave / of Yosemite, which is tens of thousands of kilometers away from Peach Blossom Town. How can you not surprise Wang Xijia? Could it be that Yuan Zhenren has also been here?
I remember the last time we met, Yuan Zhenren said that he also traveled over, and it was from 2080, when the earth was destroyed, and it is said that many people also crossed over. But Wang Xika has traveled half the world, and still hasn't found such a traverser.
"Do you know this person, and he painted this painting?" asked Wang Xijia, pointing to Yuan Qingniu on the painting.
However, Phoenix Ling didn't understand such words, the language of the two was different, and daily communication was limited to the level of "Hello, have you eaten?"
It's too complicated to understand.
There was no way, Wang Xijia had to ask Phoenix Ling to take him back to pick up the gray beaver first. The gray beaver had just had breakfast and met Wang Xika to help the two translate.
It turns out that the painting in the cave/inside was not painted by Yuan Qingniu, but by the Aztecs. And the image of Yuan Qingniu was just added by Phoenix Ling herself.
"Has that Yuan Qingniu ever been here with you?" asked Wang Xika curiously.
"I've never been here, but he's been to another place and painted, and I just saw that painting and thought this little man was pretty good, so I added it here. "It turns out that this cave not only paints the murals of the Eight Classics and writes the calendar, but also can also create art, paint whatever you want, and be free.
"Where is Yuan Qingniu's painting?Can you come to us to see it?" Hearing that Yuan Qingniu also painted, Wang Xijia couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart.
"It's not far from Phoenix, should we go now or take a nap after lunch? Phoenix Ling said.
"What are you tired of? You ate early this morning, you're tired? Now take us there, if you're hungry, just eat something on the way." "I got up at 5 or 6 o'clock in the morning, and I went to see a circle of paintings and came back at 9 o'clock in the morning, and it was still early for lunch.
"Let's go back after lunch. Anyway, it's time for dinner. If you go to see Yuan Qingniu, it will take two or three hours, it is better to eat and then go, our meal is delicious!"
Wang Xijia felt that the Aztecs were too lazy, a bit like those lazy men in the village in later generations, who didn't want to do anything, and waited for help. As the saying goes, poverty alleviation starts with morale, and you have to work hard to get rich!
But the Aztecs were not poor, and they did not need Wang Xijia to help them. Living in the tropics, they don't have to work hard to worry about food and clothing, so naturally there is no need to be too diligent. Besides, they are a nomadic people, so they don't have to farm all day. It is normal to have a full meal every day to play, and it is normal to hunt for a day and rest for three or five days.
In fact, people living near the equator basically have a leisurely life every day, because the weather is hot and the products are abundant, so they have a lot of free time.
In later generations, many people disliked the laziness of these people living in the tropics, but in fact, they just didn't have to run around for a little food every day like people in other places.
Life is also a few decades of diligence, and laziness is also decades, so why be so diligent? From a biological point of view, the most suitable way for human beings to survive may be precisely this way of the Aztecs, which is more healthy.
According to the words of the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing", it is "live modestly and do not work in vain".
I can't say, Wang Xijia, the gray beaver had to accompany Phoenix Ling to enjoy a lunch. For lunch, I ate corn porridge and stewed bald eagle.
Corn is native to the Americas, so it's not surprising that these Aztecs ate this. What's weird is the pot of soup.
At first, Wang Xijia thought that the stew was an old hen, because the taste was a bit similar. Later, I remembered that these Aztecs didn't raise chickens very much, and when I asked, I found out that they were bald eagles.
This can surprise Wang Xika, if you go to the bald eagle is a bird of prey, the length of one meter to one meter two, the wingspan can reach two meters, the weight of 6 kilograms, is the national bird of the United States in the future.
Because the United States is a very strong country, the bald eagle is a symbol of strength in Wang Xijia's mind. I didn't expect to be killed like chickens by this group of Aztecs.
If you think about it, it's not hard to understand: there is no United States in this era, and there are not many chickens in this place, but there are so many bald eagles that they will die, who will eat if they don't eat it?
The bald eagle was considered a bird of prey in later generations, but in this era, there were more animals in the sky than it, not to mention the phoenix, and the pterosaur alone was not something that the bald eagle could deal with.
I have to say that because of regular exercise, the taste of this bald eagle is extremely delicious. You don't need to put the seasoning, just put some salt and boil it in water.
Anyone who has ever eaten chicken knows that the best thing to eat in chicken is chicken thighs, and there is more meat. But the bald eagle is different, the best part of the bald eagle is its wings, the meat is plentiful and tender.
The main reason is that the chickens of later generations usually do not fly much, but walk on two legs, so the legs are more delicious. The bald eagle usually flies, so the muscles of the wings are much richer than the muscles of the legs.
Although the roast chicken wings in later generations are also delicious, Mr. Stephen Chow, a drama performance artist whom Wang Xijia respects very much, once sang "Roast chicken wings, I love to eat ......" in "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance" and "Journey to the West: The Great Sage Marries"
But in terms of taste and size, chicken wings are not comparable to bald eagle wings. After all, the wingspan of a hen usually used for stewing soup is only a few tens of centimeters, and even the largest turkey has a wingspan of only one meter four. How can it be compared to the two-meter wingspan of the bald eagle? In order to entertain the guests, Phoenix Ling gave the two wings of the bald eagle to the gray beaver and Wang Xika, and ate some carved ribs for herself. This carved rib is similar to chicken ribs, and it is a pity to discard it if it is tasteless to eat.
Wang Xijia held a big wing and ate it slipperily, and couldn't help asking: "Have you ever eaten a phoenix?" Thinking about the size of a phoenix and the wide wingspan, it must be very refreshing to eat.
Phoenix Ling put down the chicken soup in front of him and said solemnly: "Phoenix is a friend of mankind, how can we eat it?"
Wang Xijia originally wanted to say that "human beings are dedicated to eating friends", but after thinking that maybe not eating phoenixes was a dietary taboo for the Aztecs, he didn't say it.
You must know that people in many places have dietary taboos, such as Jurchens do not eat dog meat, Judaism and Islam do not eat pork, Hinduism does not eat beef, Han Buddhism does not eat meat, and there are taboos of meat and eight hats, even garlic and green onions...... Perhaps not eating phoenix is also a dietary taboo for the Aztecs.
To follow the local customs, it is still necessary to respect the eating habits of others.
"It's not that we haven't tried it, the key is that the phoenix can't be eaten, how can you eat it if you can't kill it at all? ”
It turned out that the Aztecs had really tried to eat phoenixes. But because the animal couldn't die, the attempt was unsuccessful, so they ended up being good friends.
Wang Xijia was silent after hearing this, and silently took a sip of the soup of the bald eagle, which felt really fresh. Just like adding monosodium glutamate, it must be very rich in glutamate, and its nutritional value must be no less than that of chicken soup.
After eating, Phoenix Ling went directly to take a nap - it really will be healthy. Wang Xijia knows that the habit of napping cannot be cultivated, and there is nothing wrong with not taking a nap when you don't have a nap habit, but once you develop the habit of napping, it will be very uncomfortable not to sleep at noon.
Fortunately, the grey beaver also has no habit of napping. The two of them took a stroll in Yosemite and enjoyed the scenery. Wang Xijia looked at the phoenix in the sky and thought to himself, this creature is really powerful.
If this animal cannot be killed and has no natural predators, then the population will be too large for the earth to bear. To be honest, the phoenix was the only immortal creature that Wang Xijia knew.
Although the lighthouse jellyfish of later generations can theoretically live for an infinite time, the characteristic of the lighthouse jellyfish is that they can return to their juvenile state after adulthood, similar to the Tianshan Tong Grandma. But lighthouse jellyfish can be eaten, so later generations have not found any lighthouse jellyfish that have lived for tens of thousands of years, and they can live for hundreds of years at most, similar to turtles.
But the phoenix is a different creature, it will not die at all - live with heaven and earth. So as long as they keep multiplying, won't the earth be full of phoenixes? If it takes long enough, the universe will definitely be occupied by phoenixes.
"What are you thinking? Are you learning that hard mouth?" The gray beaver stayed with the hard mouth for a long time, and when he felt bored, he wanted to find someone to talk to, who knew that Wang Xika would not say a word like a hard mouth.
"No, I was thinking that if this phoenix can't be killed, we will all be killed by them in the future. The whole planet will become a phoenix planet. Wang Xijia voiced his worries.
"Well, that's right. I have to find a way to kill one or two phoenixes to eat. The grey beaver also began to think about this immortal animal, and at last he suddenly thought of something: "Didn't you say that you came from the future world, and in your time, the earth was occupied by the phoenix?"
This sentence woke up Wang Xijia: Yes! In the era in which he lived, the phoenix was flooded and occupied the earth, and there was not even a phoenix in the world, and people even suspected that the immortal phoenix was just a legend.
The creature that claims to be immortal has disappeared and disappeared, indicating that something must have happened to this animal later.
"I didn't come back in a time when there were no phoenixes, and I don't know why. Let's go back, Phoenix Ling's nap should wake up. ”