Traveling through the world of beasts: I just want to flirt with men and farm

Both fish baskets were collected and the results were very gratifying.

Probably because no one is fishing, there are schools of fish in this area. When they see passers-by, they don't panic and don't know how to avoid them.

From the two fish baskets, we harvested five fish weighing five or six kilograms each, a dozen shrimps, and even two crabs.

Shengxia's eyes curved: "Chengguo, let's go back and make you something delicious. We have shrimp today!"

"Okay, okay, let's go back quickly, Eagle, come soon." When Orange Fruit heard that there was something delicious, his mouth was watering.

Just like before, the fish was marinated and then grilled. This time there were more, so she kept two for drying in the salt water and grilled three. She didn't make fish balls, but she had more delicious crabs and shrimps.

There is no seasoning, so Shengxia plans to make steamed crabs and blanched shrimps.

This morning, when Wolf Jun put the dried meat in, he also brought her a lot of fruits. One of them was particularly sour. Shengxia wrote it down and prepared to use it as vinegar.

Smash the sour fruit twice to squeeze out the juice, add a little boiled water, sprinkle some salt, and mix well.

The shrimp and crab came quickly.

"Come, Orange, come and eat!"

Hearing this, Cheng Guo stared at the red bug with a curious look on his face: "Can this big worm really be eaten?"

"Yes, this tastes very delicious. I guarantee you will want to eat more after eating it."

Shengxia cut open a crab and gave it to Chengguo, asking her to eat it with the sauce.

The crabs were indeed very fresh and fragrant. In ancient times, crabs were big and delicious. Shengxia couldn't help but sigh in her heart that unpolluted seafood is delicious.

A few crabs were eaten quickly, followed by the shrimps.

The original owner's pot was too small, and there was only one pot. The crabs and shrimps were too big to be cooked all at once.

Shengxia looked at the shrimp in the pot and thought: "Chengguo, where can we buy this pot? Where can we get it?"

Cheng Guo stared at the bugs in the pot with anticipation on his face, and replied without even looking up, "Our pots and jars were all exchanged at the annual exchange meeting."

"Do you want a bowl? There happens to be a trade fair in a while. Anyone who wants to go can report to the chief and follow the main group."

Keep the midsummer in mind.

The shrimps turn red quickly, and in midsummer, you can’t wait to catch them and eat them after they have been allowed to dry for a while.

Cheng Guo now has 100% trust in Shengxia. She said that anything edible is edible, so she picked up a shrimp and stuffed it into her mouth.

It seemed a bit hard, but after chewing it, his mouth was filled with delicious flavor. Cheng Guo's eyes lit up: "This is better than the giant worm! It's just a bit hard, and it scratches my throat when I swallow it."

Shengxia, who was struggling with the shrimp, looked up in confusion. Seeing Chengguo stuffing a whole shrimp into his mouth, he quickly stopped him: "Hey, this needs to be shelled. Look at me. I'm cutting off the head and tail, peeling off the hard shell, and dip it in some sauce. Try it."

Cheng Guo did as he was told, and it tasted much better: "Shengxia, you are amazing."

Several people had big appetites and ate everything cleanly without leaving any leftovers. After finishing the orange fruit, they licked the bowl of sauce several times.

midsummer:………

Can I still have this bowl?

The result was obvious. She washed the dishes many times and put them away carefully.

After dinner, Cheng Guo took her male home. She refused to take the two salted fish: "Keep them. If I want to eat them, let my male go and get them."

I sweated while eating in the hot summer.

After everyone left, she washed up and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The conditions in this world of beasts are too bad. According to the original owner's memory, every year during the snow season some beasts would starve to death, and those with weak physiques would freeze to death.

There are only me and Wolf Jun at home.

It would not work just relying on Wolf King. Shengxia is not the kind of person who puts his hopes on others. As long as he has food of his own, he will not be worried. He must make preparations early.

Thinking of the pile of herbs, Shengxia sat up and said, "Let's plant them in the space first. They should be able to come back to life."

Looking at the wilted herbs in the fish basket, Shengxia slapped herself, thinking that she could have forgotten such an important thing. She hoped there was still hope.

She brought a large bag of wilted herbs into the space, sorted them out, and started digging holes in the black soil to plant them.

People who study medicine have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. In midsummer, the land looks neatly arranged into a square, except for a missing piece of astragalus. I plan to pick some more astragalus tomorrow to fill the gap.

Then I poured spiritual spring water on it. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the wilted herbs seemed to have recovered a little vitality.

Shengxia smiled with satisfaction, the spiritual spring water really worked.

After finishing all this, I remembered that I still needed to prepare an insect repellent pack, so I sat on the ground and looked at the pile of things in front of me that I was going to use to make an insect repellent.

"It's a long and arduous journey, so take your time."

It was already evening when I finished taking the anthelmintic medicine. I quickly ate some dried meat for lunch, and planned to do the same for dinner.

As soon as I left the space, it was pitch black and it took me a while to get used to it.

The breeze brought a cool feeling, and the leaves outside rustled constantly.

Shengxia's heart tightened, and he took the dried meat tremblingly and immediately returned to the space.

He patted his chest in fear and said, "I'd better sleep in the space these days when Wolf Jun is not back. It's too scary in the dark!"

A dreamless night.

That day, Shengxia packed up and prepared to go collect herbs near the tribe. Just as she packed the anthelmintic, she heard cheers.

"The hunting party is back!"

"I heard there's a big guy this time."

"Come on, go on, go and have a look."

Shengxia's eyes lit up, she put down what she was holding, and followed the large group to meet the hunting team.

Just as I saw a large group of strong and handsome men, before I got close, I heard someone screaming: "Someone is injured, get out of the way, call the witch doctor!"

Sheng Xia's heart skipped a beat. She quickly stepped forward and searched for Wolf Lord in the crowd. Seeing that he was safe and sound, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He was helping to carry the wounded and only had time to give Shengxia a reassuring look.

The injured person must have been bitten by a ferocious beast, and his left waist and abdomen were covered in blood.

The man's eyes were closed, his face was pale, he was breathing out more than breathing in, and it looked like he was dying.

Shengxia thought he looked familiar and thought she could save him.

……

Shengxia is well aware that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, so she decided to keep a low profile and wait for the tribal witch doctor to come and take a look.

Suddenly, an anxious female voice sounded: "What happened to Kong Ling? Call a witch doctor!"

The voice sounded familiar. Shengxia looked over and found it was the heroine. Last time, Kong Ling told her that he was single.

Bah, scumbag!

A certain beast doesn't even know that he has been labeled a scumbag.

The tribal witch doctor was carried over by a male, muttering, "Faster, faster."

The witch doctor was a gray-haired male who looked to be around fifty years old. His weather-beaten face had a rare rosiness to it, and his eyes were bright, emitting a compelling brilliance.

He raised his hand and checked Kong Ling's wound.

A few sighs came out of its mouth, solemn and deep, and the whole beast seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

He didn't speak for a long time, closed his eyes, and said with a look of regret: "No, he lost too much blood and the wound is too big. I can't save him."

The swallowtail butterfly rushed over and begged desperately: "Witch doctor, please save him, he is still breathing and still alive."

"Please, save him!"

"Witch doctor, please!"