Chapter 372: Primitive Farming (32)

Looking at the unknown transparent fish jumping around on the ground, the green soul was both pleased with their tenacious vitality and had a headache.

The fact that such a sturdy net made of high-grade synthetic materials can be torn apart shows that these fish are not ordinary fish, and perhaps this beautiful and fragile small fish is actually an aquatic fish beast.

If that's the case, then she probably won't be able to eat it directly.

Of course, even if he couldn't eat them directly now, Qing Soul was still very happy. She can't eat more, but she can taste a few bites, and with her current physical fitness, it's still fine. What's more, she can't eat more, but her uncle and witch can.

Qing Soul didn't know if these fish would hurt people, although people were now fish meat, but her chopping board was obviously not strong enough, so she quickly controlled the fishing net with a few small holes, and threw it into her ten acres of lake spring with lightning speed.

Anyway, so many fish can't be eaten all at once, and if you raise them first, maybe you can feed them and reproduce themselves in the space.

If you want to eat it in the future, you can just catch it.

Thinking of this, Qing Soul felt that it was better to catch more and keep it in the space lake spring.

As for the fish that jumped out of the ground just now, after going back today, let's make a tooth sacrifice.

However, the main thing is to honor the uncle and the witch, and he and the eagle can drink a few mouthfuls of soup and eat a few fish, and no more is unthinkable.

She went to deal with the fish on the ground, and it was okay to let them jump like that. It's better to kill it first.

Considering the unknown lethality of this fish, she didn't dare to be careless, vigilantly took the knife, wanting to stun the fish first and then kill, if the fish attacked her, with her light skills, it should still be possible to avoid it, but she was not afraid that she would be alone and let the fish be injured.

Who would have thought, she picked a fish, slapped it with the back of the knife, and used three layers of force, the fish was completely fine, not only did she not faint after being photographed, but also bounced on the ground and pounced on her.

The green soul quickly retreated, only to dodge.

There are still five fish on the ground, and the green soul thinks that this is really not a problem, if she really hurts this fish, she can cry stupidly by herself.

Therefore, he no longer kept his hand, took the knife, used ten layers of force, slapped the fish on the head, and then quickly retreated.

After all, her internal strength is not vegetarian, Xiaoyu stopped jumping this time, and unexpectedly lay on the ground and fainted.

However, it was not as worried as the green soul was worried at the beginning, and the fish head was smashed.

Qing Soul had a toothache.

This thing looks as fragile as crystal, but I didn't expect the bones to be surprisingly hard.

In this way, he slapped four more knives, and stunned the other four fish one by one. Only then did the green soul step forward and pick up a fish to look at it carefully.

The fish looked a little like the whitebait she had eaten in her previous life, of course, much larger than the whitebait used to make soup with Ulva vegetables, but it looked like ninety percent.

I don't know what this fish is called, but the green soul simply calls them silverfish.

She decided to kill and wash the whitebait, stew one first, and put it in the space anyway, it won't be bad for a while. If it is not poisonous after tasting it, go back and make it for your uncle and witches.

As a result, she came out with a clay knife that specializes in killing fish, and she couldn't break the fish scales at all, which was embarrassing.

The scales of this fish are so fine that if you don't look closely, it looks like it has no scales.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the fish scales can be scraped off, it's a big deal to roast them with fire, and the scales will automatically explode, so it's not too late to go.

But you can't leave the fish offal, right?

Qing Soul had no choice but to take out his collection of top alloy knives, the sharpest one, tried it, but still couldn't remove the scales, in desperation, had to really make a fire to roast, and it took a long time to get the scales of a fish.

After removing the fish scales, I finally used the sharp knife just now to break open the fish belly, remove the internal organs and gills, then wash it with water, and finally put it in the pot to stew the soup.

Except for salt, the green soul did not add any spices.

The fish didn't smell fishy, and she didn't even add ginger and shallots.

After the fire boiled, the green soul turned down the heat and continued to simmer, and he left the space first, planning to cast a net again.

It's just that she feels a little sorry for her fishing nets.

She only has four sets of such fishing nets in total. A net has just been broken. Just throw it away, she is reluctant, keep it and make up for it later.

took out the new net, according to the previous method, and soon caught another net, only this time there was not as much as the previous net, after the catch, the green soul used the fastest speed to put the fish into the space lake spring, finally this time the net was not torn, the green soul breathed a sigh of relief. If the net breaks again, she can die of distress.

This time she only caught twenty-seven fish, plus the previous release into the lake spring, she is now equivalent to a total of fifty-eight fish, alas, I hope that the little fish can settle in the space, and the children and grandchildren are endless.

After washing the net and putting it away, the green soul went to look at the fish she was stewing.

I guess it's almost ready to stew.

I went to the wooden house I built in the space, and before I even entered the door, I was already smelling the fragrance.

Qingsoul Yile, it seems that although this fish is fierce, it does not live up to its beautiful appearance, as long as it is non-toxic, the taste will not pay her the price of working for half a day and breaking a net.

After entering the kitchen, I lifted the lid of the clay pot and saw that the fish soup was thick and white like milk, and the transparent fish body was floating in the white milk soup.

Qing Soul poked the fish body with chopsticks, don't look at the fish when it was alive, it was as strong as copper skin and iron bones, stewed for a long time, the fish meat was soft and rotten, only poked, and poked a hole, and the soup was like milk, this soup was a success.

Qing Soul turned off the fire and scooped a spoonful of soup with a wooden spoon, she didn't dare to drink it directly, so she only put a spoonful of soup into a bowl and mixed it with the cold spring water, and then took a sip.

The taste was so delicious that Qing Soul felt that this fish soup was definitely the most delicious fish soup she had ever tasted in her life.

Not only did the taste fresh, but the soup entered the abdomen, suddenly bursting like a warm fire in the abdomen, and in an instant, an inexplicable power spread from the abdomen to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the green soul did not dare to be careless, and was busy running the Nine Extremes True Mind Solving Method, mobilizing the internal force to refine this inexplicable power. It took two weeks to digest the power of this mouthful of soup.

Poisoning is not poisoning, it can be seen that fish can eat.

But the power contained in it is also terrifying.

Fortunately, she didn't dare to be careless, just took a sip, and she mixed it with water.

Compared to the strength of the beast broth she drank before, it was more than a little bit stronger.

Qing Soul touched the non-existent sweat on his forehead, took another sip, and after refining the power contained in the fish soup, he hurried out of the space.

Originally, this Snow Void Fruit Forest was far away from the Nine Mountains, and it was not early, so she had to go back quickly. It is even more dangerous to be active in the jungle at night.

When I go back, I have to ask my uncle if I know what kind of fish this whitebait is. (1st Update)