Chapter 79: At least eat the mountain treasures

Spring ploughing has begun.

Lugangling Village has a large number of horses that can be used for farming, and many families have newly turned over the land to develop their own farmland.

The Qing court government can no longer control this, and the name of the land developed by everyone is not right, but no one can take it away.

Zhao Chuanxin gave Zhu Jianye a project: to build a security station!

Defu and a group of children became overseers, overseeing the construction of the police station.

One after another, several groups of people came to Lugangling, and they brought their families with their families, with a small number of more than ten people, and a large number of people can reach dozens of people.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't farm or work, and went up the mountain to pick wild vegetables.

Unlike the mountains of later generations, the trees on the mountain at this time were densely packed one by one. There are many large trees of thickness that several people hug together, and there are not too many pillars.

Zhao Chuanxin felt happy just by looking at it.

On the sunny slope, he found an open area and squatted on the ground all the time, and the large leaf celery was dense in patches, and he couldn't see the ground.

Peel a small strip of skin from the autumn tree, tie the large-leaved celery, and put it in a cloth bag.

The bark of a tree cannot be stripped of a tree, and the tree will die.

Dry rice ploughed the ground next to it, turned up all the leaves, and dug out a white beetle larva, sniffed it and didn't move.

Zhao Chuanxin muttered about pumping it every day, but he was reluctant to do it.

Who hasn't been wayward?

As soon as the dry rice left, a black crow flew down from the branch and snatched away the big white insect on the ground.

Although it did not eat dry rice, it did not allow the crow to be presumptuous under its nose, and immediately barked at the tree.

The crow looked down at it disdainfully, pouting its tail and snorting, and excrement fell from the sky.

Ganfan jumped back flexibly and dodged, even more furious.

The crow flew away, and it chased after it.

"Eh, don't chase, don't get lost!"

Zhao Chuanxin shouted from behind.

The forest is not safe, at this time there are all kinds of animals in the old forest, tigers, leopards, wild boars, dogs and bears often haunt here.

Ganfan didn't listen at all, and slipped into the woods with a puff of smoke.

Zhao Chuanxin could only stare dryly, and he couldn't run if he wanted to run because of the dense forest.

Forget it, it knows the way, and it will be back in a moment.

Ganfan chased after him and saw the crow burrow into the old nest in the tree.

Suddenly, a figure leaped down from another tree, fast and silent, like a ghost.

Dry rice was startled, because it hadn't found that thing just now.

It has a hare-colored coat and a speckled body and a slender body, and it hides in a tree almost the same color as the tree, and as long as it doesn't move, it's really hard to spot.

Gan Fan knew that it was a lynx, because Zhao Chuanxin had taught it before.

The lynx bit the crow's head with pinpoint precision, knocking over its nest, and a bare bird cub that had just broken out of its shell fell.

Gan Fan stepped forward and sniffed, the fallen leaves on the ground were very thick, and the bird cub fell to the ground and did not fall to his death.

The crow no longer survives, and is reduced to a meal for the lynx.

It also looked down at the dry rice in warning, signaling it to get out of the house quickly, and not to disturb Lao Tzu's meal.

The dry rice took the bird cub in his mouth and ran back and forth.

Zhao Chuanxin's bag was already full, and even five bundles of big-leaf celery and millet were tied around his waist.

He straightened up and hammered his back, looked at Lin Zi and shouted, "Dry rice, go, go home!"

The figure of Gan Fan finally appeared, and it shuttled through the forest very nimbly, and when it came to it, it threw the contents of its mouth out.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the fleshy mass on the ground, and saw that it was a bird cub.

Immediately crying and laughing.

When he was a child, he used to dig out birds' nests or something, and at that time there were no sound laws to protect wild animals.

Seeing the dry rice, he also took out the birds, Zhao Chuan

He said, "This little bit of meat is not enough to take home and burn, not enough for you to stuff between your teeth."

Dry rice: "......"

"Chickens? It's not a chicken, it's a bird. Okay, bring it back to you and keep it."

In the spring, many people in the village began to hatch chickens, a hen with a group of chickens wandering around looking for food, looking for food, looking at the rice in the eyes, thinking it was fun, it also wanted to raise a group of people to take with them.

What the hell, there are dogs who want to raise chickens?

Putting the bird cub in his pocket, Zhao Chuanxin went down the mountain.

When he returned, he took the celery in a pot and took it to the river to be washed.

Ganfan disagreed, and pulled his neck and screamed.

Only then did Zhao Chuanxin think that there was still a bird cub in his pocket.

I took it out and looked at it, wiped it, and pulled it in my pocket.

Hurriedly go back and find a wooden box to put inside, lay some mashed hay and finish.

"It's okay if you want to, but you have to go out every day and find bugs to feed it. Look at the hens in the village, and they go out with the chickens to find worms to eat. Find the worm hen and peck it to death, and the chicks will snatch it up behind."

As soon as Ganfan heard this, his eyes rolled slightly, and he turned around and ran out.

It didn't take much effort to bite one of those white fat bugs, and there were still wood chips left in its mouth.

The bugs were left on the ground, but the birds were not at all able to wander around and peck at themselves like chickens.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the half-dead insect and said, "Look, feed it like this, you learn a little."

The bird cub hadn't opened its eyes yet, and whoever brought it food opened its mouth wide.

The worm stuffed it in its mouth and immediately devoured it.

Dry rice thoughtfully.

It didn't take much effort to bring another worm back.

This time, it fed the birds directly with its mouth, which was quite decent.

Seeing that it was about to leave again, Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly said, "Look at it here, this is called a sac, if it is very bulging, don't feed it, don't hold it to death." When you were young, you didn't know how to be full when you ate, you just ate when you gave it, and in the end you couldn't pull out and almost suffocated to death."

Since then, Ganfan has a new toy, and he is very busy.

Zhao Chuanxin went out to wash vegetables.

The big leaf celery was too thin, and he couldn't eat it, so he washed a third, thought about it, and sent the rest to Zhao Zhongyi's house.

"You're up the mountain?" Zhao Zhongyi had just returned from the field. "It's better to go to the old forest, and the two mothers of Wangjiagou go to pick wild vegetables, and they don't know what kind of animals are left with one leg left."

Zhao Chuanxin patted the pistol on his waist: "It's not easy to make a tiger when it comes!"

is as strong as a tiger and a leopard, and it is also scum in front of firearms. With his marksmanship, a round of bullets aimed at the head passed, and the tiger had to kneel no matter how strong it was!

Zhao Zhongyi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that when you don't pay attention, the tiger will pounce on you, and it's too late to shoot." You still haven't seen a tiger before, so you don't know how fast it is."

"It's okay, don't worry, there is dry food with you, and no livestock can get close."

When he got home, he divided the celery into three parts, fried one portion, wrapped the buns, and mixed cold vegetables.

Millet is blanched in boiling water and dipped in egg sauce, which has a rather unique flavor.

The delicacies of the mountains and seas, at least the delicacies of the mountains are eaten now, right?

After eating in the evening, Zhao Chuanxin glanced at the bird's nest next to the kennel, good guy, the nest eats the nest, he took out the bird cub and changed the bedding inside.