Chapter Eighty-Three: Ropes, Foot Soakers, and Stinky Fruits (Part I)

After catching the black fish, Chen Yu did not leave, but retrieved the remaining part of the wooden talisman that had not been fully consumed.

There are not many left, and only six or seven of the dozens of them are still intact.

Putting it back in the basket, he continued to cast the rod and fish.

The waterhole was filled with a large mist that was very thick, but it quickly dissipated and became light.

There was a bang, and after waiting for half an hour, the float shook a few times, and he pulled it up, but it was a two-wide * crucian carp.

Let's just say there are fish here!

Chen Yu felt more and more that he couldn't catch it before because of the black fish, he looked at the fish basket that was placed in the water and pulled out of the hemp rope, the black fish was very quiet in it, not too noisy.

It's kind of intellectual.

He didn't plan to eat the other party, the size of a palm was not a few taels of meat, and he couldn't tell the fish species for a while just by looking at it, and he couldn't eat it.

Mullet? It's really dark, but it's not very similar.

It should be a fish unique to this world, but I haven't fished a few times before, and I'm not interested in eating fish, so I don't have any relevant impressions in my memory.

Think about it for a while, and take it back for a while.

Just looking at this appearance, it seems to be eating meat, Chen Yu is a little unsure, and only put a loach and a few rice shrimp in the pool, this is going to be a disaster.

Let's put it in the water tank first.

The thought fell, he made a decision, and at the same time the rod in his hand was thrown again, and the crucian carp was thrown back into the pool, too small, and raised again.

The float was swaying, trembling and trembling, and the hand that was just about to be withdrawn was hurriedly pressed, and then raised, it turned out to be a hemp ridge no bigger than a thumb, and it was opening and closing with its mouth wide open.

Removed from the hook and thrown into the basket, perhaps because it was too small, the black fish did not bother to move, and let the hemp ridge jump back and forth, shrinking into the corner and spitting bubbles.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was evening, and after half a day's effort, I fished a lot, and I could only say that the effect of the spiritual liquid earthworm was indeed outstanding.

The largest one is half a catty, it is a herring, with a dark holly on its back, and it looks fat and strong.

There was also a grass carp, but it was too small, and he put it back, and God knows how this guy would have remembered to eat earthworms.

There are many crucian carp in the pond water, and the rod is more than ten times, and five of the eight or nine are silver crucian carp.

It's a pity that most of them are not fat, and Chen Yu didn't rush to bring back all the catches in line with the idea that he could catch some more next time.

Put it away, some of the scars will probably not be able to hold it before he will put it away and take it back to make soup.

Packing up his things, the black fish looked at a mouthful of fangs, but for some reason he got along with a few herring crucian carp at the moment, and he didn't jump or make trouble.

Wow!

Pulling up the fish basket with a rope, looking inside, weighing it up and down a few times, Chen Yu knew in his heart that it was about two catties, far less than the time when he used the shrimp basket in the creek before, but it was far beyond expectations.

"This is the real opening!"

The rod finally tasted fresh, and pulling the fish was considered to be a fulfillment.

Packing up, he turned around and crossed the stream into the weeds, and soon disappeared.

……

August 2nd.

Thundered!

The thunder is still there, although the sky has cleared in the past two days, but after entering August, the drought and thunder from time to time still make people a little worried, and I don't know when there will be a rain.

However, Chen Yu has been in the watch these days, and he hasn't gone out much, but he doesn't care much.

The newly planted white millet seedlings on the mountain had not risen, and he was thinking about whether to water them with spiritual liquid these days. But considering that there was not much spiritual energy left in the spiritual source, on the one hand, he had to support the internal food qi to strengthen his body, so he still didn't do it in the end.

The medicine field of the donor side is already scarce enough, and the mountain field should not use the spiritual liquid to ripen in a short time.

"Just wait a little longer."

Chen Yu didn't take it very seriously. Spiritual liquid ripening can speed up the growth and ripening of crops, and at the same time, it also adds some effect of nourishing qi and blood.

But that's all, there are still a lot of yellow-skinned millets left in the rice jar, and the four kinds of spiritual cultivation of the grain chicken brothers are still struggling to verify them one by one, and they can't spend energy on it in a short period of time.

Yamada can be planted casually, after all, the white millet does not eat and take care of it, and it is not like spring millet that needs to be weeded and watered.

On the contrary, it was Yaotian's side that needed him to put some effort into it.

After arriving at the courtyard, one side is paved with flowers and plants, exuding a complex atmosphere mixed with various smells.

Chen Yu fanned in front of his nose, and his eyes fell on the most sturdy 'big head' flower. He was eight feet tall, a head taller than him.

A barrel-sized flower, with sixteen petals, a straight rhizome, barbed skin, and a layer of fine hairs.

And in the center of the flower, there hangs a lump that looks like a tumor—it is indeed ugly, uneven, the skin is black and purple, and the inside is rippling with gravel.

He didn't get closer, this plant, which was originally just a snow-white dandelion that could be seen everywhere on the side of the road, was now catalyzed by the spirit to become like this, and the change was not small.

Chen Yu looked at the root and felt that it was a little gray and yellow, and knew that this was an inspirational catalyst to the end, and this strange-looking ground pugong had reached the time of growth and maturity.

Can...... How to deal with it?

I didn't touch it directly with my hands, and the fishy smell that had been there when the flowers were still blooming before was extremely rich at this time. Fearing that there would be toxins, he wrapped Qi around the fruit.

Short-term contact does not cause structural changes.

Assisted by the art of the Imperial Object, twist and take it off.

In an instant, an even more fishy smell hit his nose, causing him to take a few steps backwards, waving his hand to expel a large piece of Qi, which condensed into a wind blowing clean.

This taste is too rushing!

Only when Chen Yu was slightly relieved did he get closer, and when he looked again, he saw dense black-purple liquid beads oozing from the broken surface, converging and flowing, and the stench was even more pungent and even sour to the eyes.

The stomach acid was churning, even if he was about to resist it with his concentration, he had never been so uncomfortable when he gobbled up the mutant peach blossoms.

“……”

Qi surged rapidly, almost half of it was released, and the layers were tightly wrapped, so that the smell was blocked.

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that it was fortunate that he hadn't touched it with his hands just now, otherwise he wouldn't talk about whether it was poisonous or not, and the smell alone would make him nauseous for more than ten days and a half months.

Take the wooden box, put the white and fat fruit in it, and put it aside.

As for the ground dangong itself, he also dug it up, but fortunately, it seems that all the peculiar smell and smell have been absorbed by the fruit, and the rhizomes and flowers are only a little remnant, and they are not violent.

Then he looked at the other two mature, and these two were much better. After the weed grass mutated, only the fruit was a little larger and expanded a few times, but the rest did not change much.

Fresh sheep are also much taller, but there is no peculiar smell, during the excavation, found that there is a layer of slimy medium in the broken rhizome, which looks somewhat similar to hemp.

Three freshly baked spiritual plants were placed in front of him, and Chen Yu gave up the idea of letting Brother Ji taste them, these things didn't look like they could be eaten.