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Chapter 1036 Exploding immediately after a crisp sound (for subscription)

Li Yuan thought for a while, and then said: "As far as I know... the most combative is the black-headed cricket, which is also called the black-headed general by the people."

"If you say this kind of cricket is black and shiny all over. Although they are aggressive, the strange thing is that most of the Moling crickets are relatively petite and slender."

"The sound of Moling is also different from other crickets. It is the sound of Didi, and this kind of cricket can also call during the day, because the sound is very charming, and it is also known as the black peony of the singing insect."

"July is the time when Moling calls the most, and this Moling is also divided into Xia Moling and Qiu Moling."
"The so-called Xiamoling, to put it bluntly, is the Moling in summer in July and August, and the Moling in September and October is also called Dongmoling, but because it really emerges as an adult in autumn, it can also be called It's the autumn inkfly."

"Although this kind of cricket fights fiercely, its personality is relatively kind, and even if it is raised with other songbirds, there is no other problem."

"However, this kind of cricket needs to be raised more delicately. It needs to pay attention to the water supply. It can be fed with some food with sufficient water content, such as pears, apples and watermelon peeled off the red flesh and hard skin. And pumpkin, rice porridge."

"Not only that, the food it feeds must be changed frequently, and it must be fresh and hygienic. The leftover food must be cleaned up in time. The food it feeds should also be cut into small pieces or pieces, not because it is afraid that the moling will not bite. move, but..."

Li Yuan smiled and continued: "Because the red-breasted Moling worm is too small, we must prevent larger pieces of food from crushing or smashing the worm to death when rolling in the feeder, or rice porridge that is too sticky. Such food will stick the insects to death."

"Among these fighting crickets, Moling is a rare cricket that can be used for both fighting and watching, so the price is also more expensive."

Studio.

"Haha, crushed to death? Isn't this little cricket too pitiful?"

"Did not die on the battlefield but died in the food field... It is indeed pitiful."

"Little cricket, there are so many sayings."

"The anchor is okay, you know so much?"

"Immediately, my son seems to be an expert? What kind of cricket does the anchor like?"

"I really want to watch what a cricket fight scene is like."

Li Yuan shook his head.

"I don't play with crickets. It's something that literati play. I...truly can't be regarded as a literati. At most, I can be regarded as a big bastard. I just know a little bit about the tricks of fighting crickets."

Li Yuan doesn't dislike cricket fighting, but he is not keen on it either. The reason is...

Maybe it's because I lived in the countryside since I was a child, and I can often see these little bugs, so I don't feel much about it.

Li Yuan silently put the leaves on the side back in place again, and left lightly without disturbing the little cricket, so he continued to work.

Perhaps he became addicted to finding crickets. After finding crickets, Li Yuan found grasshoppers, flat ditches, and a small toad that strayed into the yard one after another.

To say that in rural yards, there are many kinds of small bugs. When I was young, I was not afraid of them. Every time I found them, I had to study them carefully.

But... Naturally, after Li Yuan was pinched by Zong Tie Niu, he never owed anything again.

The noon sun is getting bigger and bigger.

Li Yuan was wearing a straw hat, but the scorching sun still made Li Yuan feel a little stuffy. After working for about an hour, Li Yuan couldn't hold on anymore, so he stopped temporarily.

Putting down the hoe and sitting in the gazebo, Li Yuan's sweat still dripped down uncontrollably. He washed his face with fresh cold water and sat down for more than ten minutes before Li Yuan lost a lot of sweat.

The Fucha made in the morning had been put in the refrigerator by Li Yuan for several hours, thinking that it should be almost completely cold by now, Li Yuan came to the well again, intending to get out the watermelon that had been put in the well before.

Coming to the well, Li Yuan fished out the watermelon that had been chilled in the well water before.

At first, everyone thought that it would be more difficult to get the watermelon out of the well, but unexpectedly, Li Yuan fished the big watermelon out of the well very happily.

But of course, along with the watermelon, there was also a bucket of cold water from the well.

Li Yuan put his hands into the well water and fished out the watermelon, but even Li Yuan couldn't help shivering the moment he put his hands into the well water.

It's too cold.

The temperature of the well water is very low. When you put your hands in it, it seems to have the illusion of going from summer to cold winter.

Of course, this kind of coldness is acceptable, but it takes a certain amount of time to adapt.

He fished out the watermelon and put it on the gazebo table. Li Yuan took out the kitchen knife and cut it crosswise. Unexpectedly, just as Li Yuan cut the knife, the blade was ground into the watermelon skin not too deep, and the watermelon came gently. There was a crisp sound, and then... exploded.

Studio.

"This watermelon is too sensible, I popped it and gave it to the host to eat."

"I bet this watermelon must be delicious!"

"That's right, the watermelons that can split open by themselves are all ripe, and the taste must be better!"

"Listen to this voice, Shayang Watermelon is right!"

Li Yuan originally wanted to cut it in half, but since the watermelon was protected, Li Yuan naturally saved his effort, put down the kitchen knife, and broke it open with his hands.

Without much effort, the watermelon was directly divided into two by Li Yuan.

Sure enough, everyone was not disappointed. The color of this watermelon is bright red, and the skin is only a thin layer. Because of the natural burst, the middle layer of the watermelon is a little pink.

On the other hand, the small piece that Li Yuan cut with a knife is much darker than the others. It is the pure red watermelon red. This is the difference between cutting and natural splitting. One cell is destroyed, while the other is still intact. of.

It is precisely because of the natural cracking that the sandy surface of the watermelon looks very obvious. It is white, a bit like frost, but also a little pink, with one side sunken and the other side slightly raised.

Li Yuan brought the larger piece in front of him, cut it into several large pieces with a knife, and temporarily covered the other piece with a basin to prevent the sweet smell from attracting bugs.

Put the cut watermelon on the plate, and Li Yuan took out the iced Fucha and poured a cup.

I don't know if these little guys have installed surveillance around Li Yuan, anyway, Li Yao has just prepared these few good things, and the little guys from Nut have come to him.

Especially the briquettes, this guy is simply a villain now, when he came, he even grabbed his and Xiaohua's food bowls, his eyes clearly told Li Yuan: I'm just here to eat!

Studio.

"The briquettes came just in time."

"It's coming, it's coming, it's coming with a food bowl in its mouth!"

"Haha, briquettes, you are too smart."

(End of this chapter)