"Willingly or not, life is always pushing us forward. People are getting dressed, setting off, trekking, and settling, and wherever they stop, fires are lit. From the migration of individual lives to the exchange and transportation of ingredients, from the evolution of cooking methods to the flow of life and destiny, the hurried pace of people and food has never stopped. ”

Now, Ning Hao was lying in the middle of the trunk of an ancient tree, and above him, bees the size of fists were coming and going in and out of the honeycomb. It was the first time Ning Hao had seen such a huge honeycomb, and it reminded him of the taste of honey he had tasted a long time ago.

Ning Hao saw a two-meter-tall brown bear with his own eyes, and it was besieged by several bees when he wanted to steal honey, and was stung to death under the tree by a poisonous needle in an instant.

He had to find a way to avoid the bees' attention and reach the top of the tree, where honey was a valuable nourishment and delicacy in his previous life, and worth his adventure.

Whether it is the original earth or the forest of another world, bees are creatures that contribute every minute of their short life to the group, feeding baby bees, cleaning beehives, collecting honey, pollen, gums, collecting water, fanning the wind for the beehives in summer, and swinging their bodies to heat the bee colony in winter, until death, and life without a moment of rest.

He didn't want to do the kind of thing that directly knocked down a big tree and fished with all his might, he just wanted to taste the taste of the food in the jungle.

Ning Hao stopped for a moment every few climbs, and in order not to attract the attention of the swarm, he even suppressed his breathing, and the blood flow gradually became slow.

He could clearly see the thick honey in the honeycomb that was about to overflow, Ning Hao estimated the distance, kicked the trunk of the tree with his limbs, and jumped into the air next to the honeycomb. I saw a wave of the mouse's paws, and a piece of honey about the size of Ning Hao's body separated from the hive, and the incision was smooth, as if it had been cut off by a quick knife. The rat fell to the ground with the bee block in his arms, and did not dare to look behind him, so he ran away quickly.

I don't know where the original treasure wooden bottle was lost when it strayed into the snake forest, and the mouse made a new one. It's just that the mouse portrait on the surface of the wooden bottle is still distorted, like the graffiti of a one- or two-year-old child.

Ning Hao dripped the honey into the wooden bottle little by little, and unconsciously, not only filled the wooden bottle, but also had a surplus.

I couldn't bear to waste it, and the rest of the honey entered Ning Hao's stomach.

Licked the honey on his paws, sweet but not greasy, smooth but not sticky, this time the action of collecting honey did not disappoint Ning Hao.

Obtaining ingredients requires extraordinary hard work and patience, and the same applies to the jungle. After searching for a long time, Ning Hao found a special fungus again.

Warm and humid winds blow from unknown corners, and all kinds of plants continue to grow wildly. This is a precious ingredient, the small flower mushroom, the fungus that lives on the dead tree, the king of shiitake mushrooms.

I don't know what to call this shiitake mushroom here, but after Ning Hao's careful tasting, no matter in terms of appearance, smell or taste, this is no different from what I saw before.

Most of the mushrooms on the planet are cultivated artificially and are in excellent condition. But Ning Hao knows that those cultivated shiitake mushrooms are not the top delicacy. The colder the weather, the higher the yield of shiitake mushrooms, the better the quality, the meat is thick, delicate, delicious, and the taste is refreshing. In the humid and warm jungle, Ning Hao was pleasantly surprised to see this kind of rare species produced by chance between heaven and earth.

Ning Hao stopped and decided to light a fire on the spot.

The rats didn't know any techniques for surviving in the wild, and the only words that came to mind were the words "drill wood for fire".

He found the half-dried trunk and piled some branches together. The sharp claws danced a few times, cutting out a straight piece of wood, only to see Ning Hao holding on to one end of the wood with his claws, and began to rub flexibly.

In fact, it is not easy to make fire in this way, and even experienced survival experts are not willing to choose this crude way.

The rat's two paws moved violently, and even produced a series of phantoms. The speed of the wooden stick at the moment is far beyond the cognition of ordinary people.

As the stick rotated at high speed, a puff of smoke gradually rose from below.

A flame rises from among the branches of the tree, this flame that once shone on human civilization and went further, and now it is illuminating the gastronomic journey of a mouse.

Ning Hao hurriedly put the branch on the flame, and soon, the flame became even bigger.

As a beginner, Ning Hao was very proud to look at the pile of flames that were burning. This success gave him the confidence that he could taste more food in the future.

Ning Hao picked up a piece of shiitake mushroom with a wooden stick and put it on the fire.

In fact, the taste of fresh shiitake mushrooms is far less than that of dried shiitake mushrooms, and the secret lies in the fact that shiitake mushrooms will automatically convert a large amount of guanylate salts during the dehydration process, which has a strong umami taste. Therefore, it is only after drying that this mushroom can really be called shiitake mushrooms. However, Ning Hao didn't have time to wait slowly for this drying process.

I saw that the water of the shiitake mushrooms was constantly squeezed dry in the fire, and the original loose and fluffy body gradually became firm.

The rat blew hard, and the freshly roasted shiitake mushrooms emitted a scorching aroma.

Carefully taking a bite, refreshing, crisp and tender, and with such a special sour taste, Ning Hao felt that his taste was crushed and broken at this moment, melting into this seemingly endless green jungle.

Living a simple life is not necessarily out of helplessness, sometimes it is a choice that comes from the heart. He seems to understand those vegetarian people in his previous life, who are pure in heart and have few desires, which has been the premise of the cultivation of the sages since ancient times, and they are looking for health and even the meaning of life in ordinary vegetables.

For thousands of years, food has been migrating and changing with the pace of life. The more precious the delicacy, the more ordinary it often looks like on the outside. The kind of happiness that hard work brings to the whole body has always been the same.

The sun goes down and the moon rises.

The colorful light once again covered the entire night sky, and Ning Hao saw huge stars, like huge mountains hanging upside down, and he didn't know how close the planets should be to each other, so that such a huge scene would appear in front of him.

Roasted shiitake mushrooms, dipped in honey, rats lazily leaning against the roots of a large tree.

Perhaps it was because he had just experienced such a bloody battle, this short leisure time made Ning Hao feel a complete relaxation, and the nerves that had been crumbling all this time were also relaxed in the delicious soothing.

The gradually stronger body gave Ning Hao the capital to discover the hidden beauty in the jungle little by little.

As Ning Hao continues to move forward, this grand world is slowly unveiling the mystery that he has covered.