Emperor Penguin Bird Breeding Online

"What kind of fruit is this?" Song Wen, who was still discussing with Yi about whether to go fishing or hunt some seabirds on the volcanic island, was stunned when he saw the old vine thrown to the side, and he took a few steps forward. Picking off a fruit, he held it in his hand and looked it up and down.

Compared with other wild fruits on Shegui Island, this kind of wild fruit is not too big. The one Song Wen held in his hand was the size of his fist. He put it under his nose and sniffed it. There was nothing special about it. smell.

The peel looked very thick, so the old snake turtle naturally didn't name these wild fruits, so Song Wen simply broke open the wild fruits with a bone knife.

The wild fruit is solid, very tough, and the flesh inside is beige. Song Wen took a small bite and tasted it. It has no taste. It tastes a bit like eating raw sweet potatoes. Not too obvious sweetness.

The old snake tortoise looked at the wild fruit with disgust on its face, obviously it didn't like this kind of tasteless food, but the old snake tortoise was right, despite the small size of this wild fruit, it was very delicious. It can fill the stomach, and this kind of wild fruit is easy to survive. Occasionally, when the old snake turtle sleeps for too long, it will eat a few wraps to satisfy its hunger.

"Although the taste isn't very good, it's still good for a makeshift meal." The old snake turtle thought for a while, and added, "If you don't like it, why don't you go to my Turtle Island to pick other wild vegetables?" fruit?"

However, for the orcs, it is not comfortable to suddenly eat a large amount of wild fruits with sufficient water when they are hungry, not to mention that the weather has begun to turn cold. For the cubs that have just hatched, the old snake turtle wants them to eat something relatively mild.

Song Wen looked at the old vines on the ground. The leaves on the old vines were still dark green, and there was no sign of yellowing and withering. The leaves were shaped like hearts and grew alternately. There were at least forty or fifty fruits on one old vine. , this amount is indeed enough for their group to eat.

Raw wild fruits are really tasteless. Song Wen tried to peel them and cut them into cubes and boil them in water. The cooked flesh was very soft and glutinous, and it also had a little sweetness that was absent when eaten raw.

Although they can occasionally eat some wild fruits, not all wild fruits are sweet, what's more, Song Wen found that this kind of wild fruit is different from other wild fruits. The taste is much better than raw.

He took a few more that were wrapped in some mud on the surface and threw them into the charcoal fire for roasting. After roasting, he broke them apart, and even the old snake tortoise couldn't help but look at the fire for a few more times due to the enticing aroma.

Yi sat on the side with a piece of animal skin and wiped the dirt on the volcanic glass little by little. He liked this shiny thing very much. Fatty lay at his feet, watching Yi's movements with big eyes curiously. A piece of volcanic glass rock that had been wiped clean was carefully placed on a clean leaf, and Ah Fat secretly took a bite of it while he was not paying attention.

With a "click", the hard volcanic glass rock almost broke the cub's deciduous teeth.

Yi looked down at him indifferently, hot tears welled up in Fatty's big eyes, he was wronged and did not dare to cry out, he only turned his head slightly, pretending that the puddle of saliva left on the volcanic glass rock was not made by him.

The two people, one big and one small, were stalemate silently, and happened to smell the smell of roasted wild fruits. This smell is so strong that people can't help secreting liquid from their mouths when they smell it. If I have to describe it, it's a bit like The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

Because it is too similar, and this kind of wild fruit grows on the old vines on the ground, Song Wen called it rattan melon for the time being.

"Song Song, what is this?" Yi leaned over, because Song Wen had covered the surface of the rattan melon with a layer of soil. The soil was burnt black and looked a bit dirty, but the flesh that had been torn apart in the middle was Clean orange red, still steaming slightly.

Song Wen pushed the melon skin aside and wrapped the bottom with vine melon leaves to prevent burns. He blew on the melon meat first and felt that it was not so hot, then he signaled to Yi, "Taste a little look."

Yi looked suspiciously at the wild fruit in Song Wen's hand. Song Wen had roasted some wild fruit before, but most of the wild fruit did not emit such a strong sweet smell, but he still lowered his head and took a big bite. The soft and glutinous melon meat melts in the mouth for Yi, and it can be swallowed directly without chewing.

After eating something delicious, the corners of Yi's eyes could not help but bend slightly, "It's delicious, Song Song will try it too." As Yi said, he pushed the vine melon to Song Wen's lips, and Song Wen took a bite Taking a small bite, it was as delicious as he had imagined. It reminded him of the days when he bought roasted sweet potatoes at the school gate in winter during his college days.

"Fatty wants to eat too." Seeing Yi's expression, Ah Pang hit Song Wen's calf like a small cannonball, hugged Song Wen humanely with a pair of small wings that hadn't grown yet, raised his head and looked at Song Wen expectantly. he.

Song Wen amusingly tapped Ah Pang's nose with a finger covered in soot, leaving a dark mark on it, peeled the other half of the roasted rattan squash in his hand, and put it on Ah Pang's special wooden plate.

"It's a bit hot, eat slowly." Song Wen pushed the wooden plate in front of Fatty and urged.

Fatty nodded quickly, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the food in front of him, and he couldn't wait to sink his head down and took a big bite.

"I haven't eaten this kind of wild fruit for a long time." The old snake turtle looked at the few people happily eating around the fire. It was obviously the food it provided, but why had he never tasted this kind of fruit? How to eat it?

Of course, the old snake tortoise who hated fire would never allow a little bit of sparks to appear on his turtle back mountain before, but there is no need to elaborate with these orcs at this time.

Song Wen was stunned, of course he could hear what the old snake turtle meant, and he couldn't help but find it funny. He was just trying it out before, so he didn't bake much. He could only give the remaining two roasted rattan squashes to two The snake tortoise is divided into points, such a small amount, even if the old snake tortoise wants to taste it, it can't taste much.

The old snake turtle smacked its mouth a few times, looking at the orcs and harpies who couldn't lift their heads, and wondered whether it was because of the different races that there was a big difference in taste.

Xiao Dao was not in a hurry to taste the tempting food. He knew that every time he got new food, Song Wen would share a part of it for him to taste. Naturally, he was not in a hurry at this moment. The rattan melon was too small to taste much, so he simply gave his share to the other party.

"It's not that there are no wild fruits. I don't need you to let me eat them." The old snake turtle rejected the kindness from its kin. It searched its own Turtle Island, then took an old vine and threw it to Song Dynasty. in front of smell.

This old vine is much thicker than the previous one, and it is densely packed with at least a hundred vines.

"Bake all of these." The old snake turtle said to Song Wen: "If it's not enough, I still have a lot here."

Rattan melons are easy to grow. They climb on the middle mountain wall and have already grown a large piece. This kind of plant is not afraid of severe cold and can bloom and bear fruit all year round. It can be said that it is the food reserve of the old snake turtle. Although Under normal circumstances, old snake turtles do not like to eat them.

Song Wen looked at the dense pile of vine gourds, feeling a little helpless, but he still had a good temper and picked all the vine gourds one by one. Some of them dug a mud pit under the fire and spread the vine gourds one by one. Go in, spread a layer of soil on it and continue to light the fire, stew the rattan squash, wash part of it, add some water to the stone pot and boil it directly, and cut the other part into pieces, add some sweet cane juice before Boiled into sugar water and so on.

Anyway, there are so many ways to cook sweet potatoes, Song Wen also figured out one by one, Yi tasted the taste of roasted rattan melon, and then followed Song Wen to fight. Rattan melon is not a difficult thing to cook, and soon it was full Song Wen took care of the bunch of rattan melons.

It was the first time for the old snake tortoise to eat this kind of wild fruit that had been cooked. It was a food he was familiar with, but the taste was different after cooking.

The snake tortoise eats a lot. Anyway, no matter whether it is boiled rattan melon or roasted rattan melon, it does not require any technical content. Song Wen simply asked the old snake turtle to get a lot of rattan melons, so that everyone can eat enough. After the meal, he also cut a lot of wild fruit platters for them. He was busy until late at night, and the dinner was finally finished.

The old snake tortoise burped, feeling the smell of rattan melons in the air. Thanks to Song Wen, it was rare for the old snake tortoise to eat such a satisfying meal. Of course, this amount is far from enough to be completely full , but the old snake turtle was not hungry at all, and now it has eaten so many rattan melons and wild fruits, which is enough.

The weather was cold, Song Wen simply washed his body with fresh water and then retracted into the bed. The fire outside the wooden house had been extinguished, and only the fire pit inside the wooden house was still lit with a faint orange-red fire, which made everyone's bodies tremble. Roasted nice and warm.

Fatty didn't control his mouth well, and he was a little full after eating. Now he came to Song Wen's side and asked Song Wen to rub his round belly to help him digest.

Yi poked Ah Pang's round face with his finger in disgust, the cub's face was soft and sticky, like a small dough, and it felt good, "It's so round, you won't be able to fly. "

Fatty used his small wings to slap his hand that was making trouble on his face, and retorted loudly: "I am still a cub, and I can only fly when I grow up." It's not like someone who is an adult and can't fly. He had heard Ah Man complaining behind his back that Yi couldn't learn how to fly.

When the little harpy cub thought that he would be better than Yi in flying when he grew up, he couldn't help puffing out his small chest, even with a little tsundere on his face, and proudly challenged Yi. raised an eyebrow.

The wing turned into a pinch, and pulled Ah Pang's little fleshy face to both sides, turning it into a ridiculous shape. It's still too early to grow up.

"Song Song, I'm sleepy." After bullying the cub, Yi moved to Song Wen's side, hugged Song Wen's arm, yawned big, and rubbed the corners of his eyes, looking really sleepy .

"Fatty still wants to massage." Fatty didn't understand that Yi was turning a corner and wanted to drive him away. Don't think that he can't understand Yi's meaning because he is still a cub.

"It's very late, and the cubs won't grow up if they don't go to bed early." Without saying a word, Yi fished Fatty out of Song Wen's hand, went back to his own bird's nest, and then hugged Song Wenzuan Into the bed.

Fatty got up, lay on the edge of the wooden box and saw that Xin Yiyi had turned over to block his view, he was very angry, but he couldn't hit Yiyi.

He lay sprawled back into the bird's nest, thinking sadly, when will he grow up?