Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 312 311. The brilliant pheasant [please vote]

honeycomb? !

Huaiyu is ecstatic!

But then she became depressed again, because the nearly spherical giant honeycomb in front of her seemed to be made of paper. Although she didn't see many bees coming in and out at night, she could tell that it was not the honeycomb she wanted.

Thinking about it, the rest area is a place where people often live. If it was really a bee, it would have been picked back with the honeycomb by now. Where would it be her turn?

The nearly spherical honeycomb made of paper paste looks like a wasp's nest at first glance.

The wasp's nest is built by swallowing plant fiber and clay and then mixing it with its own saliva. It is completely different from the pollen used by bees to make honey and is completely worthless.

And the reason why they built the nest was purely for reproduction. It must be because no one came to the wasteland during the hot summer, so they built the nest with a little time difference.

but…

Huaiyu hesitated a little.

Although the hornet's nest is useless, the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of me is really fragrant!

Osmanthus is not a rare species. Thinking of this, Huaiyu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed: when he was busy going to the city before, he didn't even go to the residential area. It is said that there are still a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus left. It would be nice to take one and plant it or take cuttings!

But it was not cost-effective to provoke wasps for some sweet-scented osmanthus at the moment. After much deliberation, she finally walked to the other side with the lamp in hand.

The products of the autumn forest are no less than those of spring, but it is night now, and the range illuminated by the solar lamp is limited. Huaiyu is afraid that he will accidentally find the wrong wild vegetables, so he spends a long time and returns with only a bag of purslane and autumn shepherd's purse.

The blazing fire in the rest area is like a stable landmark. No matter how you wander around in the forest, you can see the exact direction just by turning your head.

And when she went back, Zhou Qian was still missing.

Huaiyu was not in a hurry. He just mixed the warm water in the kettle and washed the wild vegetables in front of him one by one.

There are no eggs to accompany the shepherd's purse, but there are a lot of shredded wild boar meat that is too dry to bite, so I just chop them together and cook the wild vegetables to make a paste.

Purslane can be blanched and stir-fried with sauce - it's still comfortable to eat hot during this season. The rich flavor of the sauce can cover up its own green flavor. Huaiyu thought about it for a while and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

Only then did she open the trunk: "Just play in the open space in the middle. Don't go deep into the forest. Otherwise, you don't know how powerful the mutation is. What if you can't defeat it?"

The poor fat man was still dizzy, so Huaiyu took the entire planting box down. Its thin whiskers stayed on the ground for a long time before finally pulling itself out of the soil.

The leaves above my head were swaying, making it a bit top-heavy even when packed into a walker.

"Big fat..." This made Huaiyu feel a little distressed.

However, the fat man shook his head and dug his roots into the ground. Only his head was exposed from his whole body, and he stammered to comfort her:

"T-Tou is not the same! I-I-I like it!"

Of course! The soil in the depths of the wasteland was naturally slightly different from other places. Huaiyu was relieved to see that although Big Fatty was dizzy, he didn't look that uncomfortable.

Just like this, Big Fatty fluttered off two or three more whiskers, which were mixed with the dust on the ground under the light. Huaiyu thought for a while and finally put them away.

The chickens were wandering around. The cold outside made them uncomfortable. In addition, it was dark now. If they were at home, this would already be their rest time.

So the three females and one male came down and walked around a few times, each pooped, pecked a few pebbles, and then flopped back to the carriage. It's warm in the car, there's no wind yet, and the bed is very soft... and it's quite easy to sleep in the car during the day. The chickens loved it.

The consciousness and discipline in it made Huaiyu couldn't help but hug the big cub and the second cub and praise him again.

Education outsourcing is quite suitable!

Ketaro was reluctant to get out of the car - he collected many strange species in the rest area at noon, and now it was time to get to work. Plus, as night falls, even the late autumn wilderness becomes colder...

It also chooses to nest in the warm car. If Huaiyu can change the small basket in front of it to a larger one, then it will be more satisfied!

Sure enough, Huaiyu took out the newly formed balls, probably using new plants. The color of these **** was very different from the ones commonly seen before, but the specific effects were not yet clear.

Huaiyu thought for a while, took out a few and stuffed them into his pocket, deciding to brew them into tea later to see if the older cub and the second cub liked it.

Of the guys we brought, only the eldest cub and the second cub were dressed in sea urchin hair, but they were fluttering outside and looked at ease.

Seeing that Huaiyu had already lit the fire, the two of them found the scattered firewood without any instructions this time, and then poked them in pieces.

This behavior made Huaiyu feel a little silent.

She swore that she was not such a hard-working and proactive person, so why did she raise everyone who was a model worker?

Looking at these two little guys who were working hard despite the severe cold, and looking at the old leaves and wild vegetable roots that he picked out to feed them, Huaiyu suddenly felt so guilty!

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Xiaoyu, oh Xiaoyu, you've become a bastard!

But the eldest cub and the second cub eat whatever they want. Huaiyu still can’t figure out what they like to eat, meat or vegetarian? After much deliberation, I had to grab another handful of wild boar shreds and mix them into the wild vegetables as usual.

Her self-reflection was completely unknown to the two geese, who were enjoying poking along the pile of remaining wood in the rest area, and even walked into the grass.

Seeing this, Huaiyu quickly warned: "Don't go there, there are mutated wasps over there."

"Ah! Ah!"

The two geese flapped their wings, which were also covered with steel thorns, to show that they had heard.

At this time, Zhou Qian also came back carrying a pheasant.

This is a very gorgeous mutated pheasant. Its physique is already better than that of the domestic goose before the disaster. Its feathers are brilliant. Even though it has lost its breath now, it cannot stop the gorgeous color of its fur under the blazing firelight.

No wonder Zhou Qian could catch him so late at night, he looks too low-key!

Huaiyu became happy: "Has the blood been bled?"

"Let it go." Zhou Qian added some firewood to the fire and moved the kettle closer: "It was inserted into the stomach, but the gall was probably not broken - and then the bleeding started immediately."

Huaiyu also hurriedly went back to the carriage and took out a stainless steel basin. He asked him to put the pheasant in it. While pouring the boiling water down from the pot, he said regretfully: "I should pull off the tail hair and take it back to put it in a bottle." Yes, it’s beautiful!”

Zhou Qian laughed: "Don't worry, I'm sure you can still meet one. I'll catch you a better one next time."

However, after the chicken feathers blanched in boiling water are dried, their appearance should not be affected, right?

Update 1, make full attendance. Then for a bite to eat, go next door for a close-up!

This difficult September is finally over!

Monthly passes...are they still available? It’s not that I want it, I’m just afraid it will expire and be wasted... (Tea Talk)