gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 294 Veterinary Smoker
You guessed it right, Fang Hong had another meal of white rice mixed with bean paste.

Originally, there were not many fish in a broken brook, and they were not too big. After forking a big bear and eating one, Fang Hong felt that the fish in the entire brook were extinct.

This is the top carnivore, which is why there can only be one bear or one tiger on a mountain. If there are too many, I really can't afford it, and nature doesn't charge for it.

"Brother Gun, how can this work, give up halfway, continue to spear fish, old rules, I will pay for the cost, isn't it just a few Buddhas jumping over the wall?"

Fang Hong raised his middle finger: "The fish in this creek will become extinct in a while, and Lao Maozi will not let me enter next time."

"It's okay, so many countries won't let you enter the country, one more is not much."

Fang Hong was obviously joking, but there are really no fish in this stream, at least there are no fish suitable for big bears. If there is a big river and a fishing rod or something, it's okay.

After another meal of white rice mixed with bean paste, Fang Hong patted his butt and stood up.

From this perspective, wildfires cannot be ignited.

White rice without honey tastes delicious in the rice bucket, and after eating it, it lies on all fours, which is completely different from its mother.

It is estimated that it is not easy to turn over after gaining weight, and I like to lie down.

Fang Hong also looked around, looking for some medicine.

Most of the herbs that can stop bleeding in traditional Chinese medicine grow in warm or even hot places, such as safflower, for example, there are not many herbs that can stop bleeding that can grow in colder places.

Fang Hong searched for a long time, but couldn't find it.

After bringing them here, Fang Hong felt that it was time to leave, but the gauze bandage couldn't be wrapped around the bear all the time, and he couldn't take it off after he left, which might lead to more serious secondary injuries.

The big bear and the little bear rushed together to rest, but Fang Hong was still looking everywhere.

But I didn't find it, I searched for a long time, there are many medicines that smooth the blood, but the medicine has the opposite effect, it is like a knife.

The sun turned golden, and the setting sun was about to set. Fang Hong left the stream, and took the big bear and the rice bucket to the cliff of a mountain depression.

The creek is obviously an area where animals like to move around in the evening. If the big bear stays there, who knows if there will be a pack of wolves who suddenly don't want to live and come to the door.

Whether Daxiong can survive is still a matter of debate, but Fang Hong must have a hard time.

Camping under the mountain wall, Fang Hong set up a tent.

"Brother Gun, Bear, it's so warm, you can hug it and sleep all night?"

Fang Hong was speechless: "If the wound is pressed against it at night, when it gets angry, give me a bite, and I will be gone..."

After the tent was set up, Fang Hong didn't light a fire, because the mother and son must really hate fire at this moment, especially the big bear's beautiful brown hair has been burned so much, it looks like it was chewed by a dog.

The rice bucket bounced into the tent, but Fang Hong didn't pay much attention.

After a while, Fang Hong packed up his things and went into the tent, only to find that the rice bucket came out again bouncing around.

As soon as Fang Hong sat down, a foul smell came out: "I'm so careless... Nima peed in my tent!"

"666, the rice bucket is doing beautifully!"

"The rice bucket is so good."

The bear child must have a bear parent, and the big bear was not too polite, and a dose of brown bear brand oasis came outside the tent.

Inside and out, there was a foul smell.

In fact, this kind of situation is quite common in the Caucasus region, but if it is in Siberia, the female bear with cubs will not defecate so casually in the camping place.

The reason is simple. Although the brown bear is big, its hunting machine is poor. Unless it is an adult male brown bear, it is the king of the forest. If a female bear encounters a Siberian tiger, it is very likely to become food.

Although adult male bears are not afraid of Siberian tigers or Siberian tigers at all, female bears are different.

First, the body is bloated and strong, but the neck is short and the mouth is not suitable for biting.

The bear paws are powerful, but the legs are short.

Once encountering a tiger, the tiger will first pounce on it, hold down the brown bear and prevent it from standing upright, and then the two sides will compare their teeth. The bite of the brown bear is not a conventional weapon. If you can’t use its claws or paws, the probability of death is very high. .

In Siberia, both mother bears and cubs avoid tigers.

Of course, a male brown bear is different. If a tiger can't hold it down, it won't be able to beat it. If a Siberian tiger is attracted to a male brown bear, it will most likely die.

In the wild, leaving excrement is a very dangerous thing. Fang Hong is used to burying it. Every time the live broadcast is broadcast early in the morning, someone asks what is under the small mound that suddenly appears. In fact, it is all water friends. make fun of.

In the early morning, Fang Hong looked at the direction he was coming from. Although the range of the mountain fire had expanded, it seemed that it had stopped moving forward. If the wind turned against the direction overnight, the mountain fire would not be able to burn through the stream.

Fang Hong got up early in the morning: "Good morning."

"Morning, Brother Gun."

"I'm going to see if there's anything to eat."

Fang Hong searched in the forest.

The rice bucket was going to follow, but was stopped by the big bear. In contrast, although the animal affinity is very useful, it is far from the strong blood relationship, so the little bear chose to lie next to the big bear.

After one night, the big bear's wound is probably slowly scabbing over, but it should not be closed.

Fang Hong searched in the forest while answering questions about the mother and son.

"Big Bear's wound is actually not deep, but the position is not very good. It is at the position where the hind legs are exerting force. If you fight, it will not affect the combat effectiveness in a short time, but it will affect the normal running, because running will be very painful. From a certain To some extent, it can recover by itself if it does not encounter wildfires, but since it encounters it, I have to find a way to treat it.”

"Brother Gun, is he looking for herbs?"

"That's right. I was looking for it yesterday, but I couldn't find it. Now I'm looking for food and medicine."

Mountains and forests are treasures. The so-called relying on mountains to eat mountains depends on water to drink water. People who rely on water can find medicine in the water, and those who rely on mountains can find medicine from mountains.

When the camera turned the corner, Fang Hong saw a bunch of good things: "Finally found it!"

On the ground, there are a total of five or six gray sphere-like things with a scale-like structure on it, a hollow in the middle, stained with mud, and the whole is white with many brown spots.

"Grey bag."

"Oval to oblate, 3-4cm in diameter. 5cm, extending upward to the top of the foreskin to form a central axis. The coating is light yellow, single layer, 1 to 2mm thick, smooth at first, and scales appear later, connecting with the stalk along the base , external cracking. The interior is light yellow-green, labyrinth-shaped cavity, up to 1mm wide, septa similar to the gills of agarics, fruiting bodies subspherical to pear-shaped, generally 1.5-3.5cm in diameter."

"Brother Gun, are you sure this can stop the bleeding?"

"That's right, ash bags are distributed all over the country. It is a traditional Chinese medicine that can stop bleeding. People don't see them often because there are many medicines that are cheaper and more effective. But who says it's colder here? It’s a good place to find this.”

"Brother Gun, don't use the wrong medicine."

Fang Hong smiled: "I'm an unlicensed veterinarian anyway."

It is very normal for a chef to be more proficient in the body structure of animals and the medicinal properties of plants than a doctor.

After all, what doctors study is diagnosis.

As a cook, Fang Hong's understanding of animals and plants is comparable to that of an old Chinese doctor.

In fact, the traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions for veterinarians are the same as those for human doctors, the only difference lies in the dosage.

Fang Hong wiped out this litter of ashen fungus.

(End of this chapter)