Chapter 12: The Serpent Is Wicked
"Hey... Hey..."
Gongliang screamed, and then leaned sideways and pretended to sleep, squinting to see how it reacted. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Yuan Rolling heard someone shouting in his head, as if it was a good voice, and immediately raised his head and looked at it stupidly. But when I saw him lying on the bed and sleeping, who was calling himself? I thought about it for a long time and couldn't understand it, so I lay down and slept again.
"Hey... Hey..."
Well, there is another shout, it is the voice of justice.
But it didn't see Gongliang calling, so it couldn't help but get up, came to Gongliang's side curiously, and stared at him.
"Hey... Hey..."
Gongliang shouted again.
It was Gongliang who was calling, but he didn't speak! Round felt so strange, he leaned his head forward a little more to see if Gongliang had spoken. The long hair had already touched Gongliang, and even the heat of his breath sprayed onto Gongliang's face, and it felt as if he was about to kiss him.
Gongliang was finally amused by its stupid and cute appearance, and laughed.
"Hahahaha... Hahahaha..."
"I knew you were screaming, you bad guy, I'm going to bite you to death. ”
Yuan Roll got angry, jumped on the bed suddenly, and bit Gongliang with grinning teeth.
Although this guy didn't really bite him, his teeth still hurt when he touched the skin. Gongliang hurriedly hugged it, "Okay, okay, don't bite, it's all my fault, my fault, okay! ”
Round and struggling to break free from his thief's hand, he jumped out of bed arrogantly, so that he didn't want to sleep with this bad guy. Back to the place where he was lying just now, before going to bed, he didn't forget to say to the chick: "Chick, I'm the best for you." "Bring the camaraderie closer.
The next morning, shortly after waking up, I heard a sound of tapping outside the door.
When he opened it, Gongliang saw that yesterday's little insect was biting an oval-shaped metal-like thing waiting outside.
The difference is that it is followed today by a group of small snakes, which appear to be more than a hundred, all with an oval-shaped metal object in their mouths.
I guess I'm addicted to eating cured meat.
Gongliang thought about it, and saw the little insect wagging its tail at him flatteringly, and he was not afraid of shaking it off.
This time he didn't need a round translation, he knew what this little thing was going to do, so he went straight back to get the cured meat. Seeing that the cured meat outside was a little insufficient, I took some out of the fruit space and cut it into pieces of meat about the same size as yesterday for the little bugs.
These things have become refined, and there is no need to be just.
When he had put the cut cured meat on the ground, he crawled over and put the oval metal-like thing on the ground, took a bite of the cured meat, and walked away.
All of them are like this, and Gongliang is amazed to see them.
Yuan Rolling was still in a little mood with Gongliang and didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he saw that his flesh was bitten away piece by piece, he immediately rushed over and screamed at them unhappily and intimidatingly.
It's a pity that other birds don't bird it.
What surprised Gongliang even more was that when he came outside, he saw the snake egg sitting on the ground, and the small insect coiled next to him. One by one, the little snakes came to the snake eggs in an orderly manner, put down the cured meat, and waited until he cut a small piece of it out, and then crawled away with the cured meat.
How does this feel like a referral fee?
I don't know who thought it, it can't be the little guy Snake Egg. That's a little bug, if that's the case, this snake is really evil!
After cutting the last piece of cured meat, the snake egg saw Gongliang, and quickly put away the cut cured meat and ran away. As if he was afraid that he would take it away, Gongliang touched his chin, is his character so bad?
"Gongliang, it's time to eat. Ava came over to him and called him to dinner, unaware that he had missed a good play.
After eating, Moa came over, in addition to him, there was a strong man holding a large stone mortar and a middle-aged man carrying a wind cabinet, a bit like Moa, it was estimated that it was his son.
"Hello old man. Gongliang greeted.
"Good, good. Moa nodded in response, handed over a wooden box and animal skin bag, and said, "This wooden box contains the beads you want, and I will put the rest of the wood and scraps in the bag for you." ”
Gongliang opened the wooden box, and there were round wooden beads lying inside, which were smooth and translucent, exuding a mellow aroma.
The beads were carved well, and Gongliang put them away, "Thank you, old man." ”
"You're welcome, you're welcome, you look at the wind cabinet again, if it doesn't work, I'll go back and change it." ”
Gongliang nodded, walked to the wind cabinet, took a closer look, and shook the handle of the fan again, feeling good. After thinking about it, he turned around and went into the house, took out a bucket of three-color rice from the fruit space, poured it into the funnel at the bottom of the square cone above the wind cabinet, and operated.
Gently slide a small wooden board on the outside of the square cone-bottom funnel, and the three-color rice slowly flows down.
Gongliang shook the wooden handle, and as soon as the wooden fan inside moved, a strong wind blew out.
Some of the grains and dust that are not full of empty shells in the three-color rice are blown out, and the full grains come out along the grain outlet below and fall into the wooden barrel placed by Gongliang.
After a while, the three-color rice ran out, Gongliang grabbed a handful of rice from the wooden barrel and looked at it, it was all full grains, and there were no other sundries, which was very good.
After looking at it, Gongliang turned around and went back to the house, filled a bag of three-color rice in the space with an animal skin bag, and took a dagger out.
When he came to the house, he put the bag of three-color rice in front of the old man and said, "Thank you, old man." This bucket of three-color rice is my thank you gift to the stone mortar, and this bag of three-color rice and this dagger will be given to you. ”
When the old man saw the dagger, he hurriedly refused: "This is not good, this is too precious." ”
He was at the stall yesterday, but he clearly saw him with a spear, so he exchanged a hundred jars of old wine and a jar of wine soaked in a thousand-year-old snake with Linggong, as well as a treasure bag. How could he ask for such a precious thing.
"Old man, just take it!"
Gongliang handed over the dagger and said, "After the husk of this three-color rice is removed, it can be boiled into porridge and drunk, or it can be cooked and eaten, and it can also be planted." However, it needs to be watered with animal blood, otherwise it will not grow easily. ”
After saying that, he demonstrated how to cook rice, and boiled the rice into porridge for them to try, and the old man and the two people who came with him were full of praise. The good man did it to the end, and by the way, he wrote down how to plant three-color rice and how to protect it with animal skins, so that the old man was grateful.
Sending the old man away, Gongliang turned around and found Ava looking at him with a strange look that wanted to say goodbye.
Gongliang remembered what he promised him yesterday, and hurriedly entered the house, took out a knife made of ten thousand forged steel from the fruit space and gave it to him.