In the days of surviving in the fairy forest

Rick and Ali went back to the tree house, found Pang Pang who was bragging with the gourd baboons, and went to the cave on Rose Hill to bring the curly sun sheep back.

Fatty was unhappy at first, complaining that Rick used him as a porter, but when he heard the number of curly sun sheep clearly, he heard Rick say that he wanted to make a fresh meal, and his eyes lit up instantly. Can't wait to fly to Rose Hill.

If in other parts of the forest, the ownerless prey were left in place, there should have been thieves hyenas who would have come to snatch it.Fortunately, the location of this cave is remote and not ventilated, so it has not been discovered by other carnivores for so long.

The worm threads spit out and weaved into a fine and strong net, Pang Pang lifted it up easily, and flew danglingly into the air.

The petite figure and the huge prey brought a strong sense of visual impact. Rick let out a wow, and then thought about how hard he was struggling to drag a sheep, and blinked enviously.

"We still have to train hard," Ali also sighed. He waved his claws to encourage himself and Rick, and said energetically, "Sooner or later, we will be as strong as Fatty!"

Fatty, who was flying in front of him, heard it, snorted arrogantly, and wanted to hit the overconfident squirrel with his mouth open. He caught a glimpse of the red fox fur floating in the air from the corner of his eye, and instantly thought of Rick. This lucky fox seemed to have emptied the entire Phoenix Mountain, so it silently closed its mouth again.

The worm silk flew past the fox and the squirrel, grabbed them both, and quickly flew towards the tree house.

The smell of fresh meat in the net attracted many eager hunters, but Pang Pang flew so high that most animals could only watch helplessly from the ground. A few hawks or birds of prey swooped in and were caught by Pang Pang. He lightly shaved off a few feathers, and then fled in fright. After a while, no uninterested animals dared to provoke him.

When we returned to the tree house, the curly-haired baboon king had already left. Some of the queen bees were sleeping in the beehive, while others were rolling in the flowers not far away. When Dangdang threw a net of sheep and sheep to the ground, they didn't even attract their surprised eyes.

The climate in spring is relatively warm, if no treatment is done, the mutton will rot soon.Rick rubbed his paws, ignoring his rest, hurried to the cellar under the tree house, and dragged out the clay pot hidden inside.

After the ice and snow melted, the cellar no longer had the function of freezing and keeping fresh. It could only be used to store things that could not be kept in the tree house, such as clay pots and bowls.In addition, there are pottery knives, pots, etc. that Rick made when he fired pottery last time.

After setting up the earthenware pot and simmering it on the fire, Rick chopped the mutton into fine pieces, cleaned the mutton intestines, soaked them and processed them into casings.

There are sharp caterpillar silks, and the mutton is extraordinarily tender.Mix it with the juice of the sweet fruit, stir well, then carefully stuff the meat into the casing, and tie a knot with worm silk every time.

The worm silk used to tie the knot must be strong, but not too sharp, so the fat worm thread was passed off at the first time, or Ali ran to the bushes not far away, and a few people who had participated in Rick's weaving class The green caterpillar asked for a few silks.For this reason, Pangpang sulked for a while holding his claws.

"It's a pity that there is no salt," Rick sighed regretfully, and silently wrote down the search for salt stones in the small notebook in his heart, "then we can only make smoked sausage."

What kind of wood is used to smoke the smoked sausage is also particular.Fortunately, Rick has watched food documentaries several times in his previous life, and he is still deeply impressed by the sausage making part.He ran out with Ah Li, and dragged back several bundles of fragrant fir tree branches with precise aim.

Put the tied sausages into the earthenware pot, and after cooking for about 10 minutes, Rick jumped into the pot, picked up a section of the sausage and handed it to Pangpang, who flew in mid-air and neatly hung the sausages on the new set Nice wood stand.

Fatty looked at the fox lying in the boiling clay pot a little speechlessly: "Do you want to make fox soup?"

Although Rick is a black fire fox who has eaten sand fruit and phoenix fire, Rick is extremely resistant to high temperatures, but this scene is too unbearable to look at directly. There is always a magical feeling of stewing himself in a clay pot.

Rick jumped out of the pot, shook his wet hair, and ran excitedly to the wooden support.

Pile up the cedar branches, breathe out fire and ignite them. After a while, billowing smoke will emerge from the fire.The silk net woven by caterpillar silk covers the fire, sealing the strangely scented white smoke in the fire and the sausage.

The smell of the cedar tree is good, and when the flame is burning, it exudes a long-lasting and rich fragrance. It is spread in the sausage, and the sausage is smoked with a layer of crispy burnt yellow.

Before the smoking process was over, Pangpang was already swallowing so much that he couldn't even take a look at the fresh mutton soup that Rick had just cooked—of course, this was no different from the pot of soup that the fox soaked in. Relationship.

His paws touched the ground bit by bit, counting silently in his heart. When 10 minutes were up, Rick opened the worm silk cloth bag and extinguished the flames of the woodpile. The smoked sausage was left on the spot, waiting for it to dry slowly.

Without the obstruction of the worm silk cloth bag, the smell of smoked sausage gradually spread into the air, and after a while, there were many footsteps rustling around.

Rick and Pangpang didn't care at all, even Ali just looked up, yawned, then lowered his head lazily, and continued to use his claws to pick up the floating bones in the clay pot.

Not to mention there is Pangpang here, with the level of the animals near the tree house, even if there are only Rick and Ali, there is a high probability that they can beat them if they want to fight.Unless these animals are swarming up, or there are animal groups from afar running here to look for food, such as the brown jackal family that came in winter.

When the smoked sausage was completely cool, Rick rolled out a wooden box that was several times larger than a fox, and packed the smoked sausages one by one, leaving only two smoked sausages, cut them into slices with a ceramic knife and put them on the banana leaves , for dinner today.

"Where do I put this big box," he tugged at his hairy ears in distress, "even the door of the tree house can't be plugged in."

After the food gradually increased, the tree house that was originally thought to be suitable has become more and more crowded. In addition, the fat little wooden house has moved into the tree house, and the area of ​​the wooden house has been expanded by a large part after evolution. , the current wooden house, not to mention the fox weaving class, even turning over while sleeping, is extremely narrow.

"Let's put it in the cellar first," Pang Pang couldn't wait to stuff the smoked sausage into his mouth, and by the way, fished out a piece with worm silk, and handed it to the chestnut squirrel who was still in a daze. It's a nest of gophers, don't even try to break through the worms and dig a hole into the cellar."

Take a bite of the smoked sausage, and the fresh aroma of the mutton gushes out, which blends perfectly with the distant woody fragrance of the cedar tree. After swallowing, you can smack your lips and taste a subtle sweetness.Chubby's eyes brightened biu, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

Rick scooped out three bowls of mutton soup and put them in front of himself, Ali and Pangpang. He drank a mouthful of mutton soup and ate a piece of smoked sausage, as happy as a little fairy in Huaguo Mountain.

"Your strength needs to continue to improve, not to mention your identity as a black firefox cub, just these fried sausages are enough for animals in the forest to snatch them together." While eating smoked sausage, Fatty was vague Qingdi said to Rick, "I can't always follow you, my own strength is really useful."

Rick nodded.He was about to speak when the squirrel stuffed a piece of bacon with honey, so he closed his mouth and continued to chew.

Pangpang also did the same thing, spreading honey, cheese, and butter on the sausages, each with different flavors, but they were all delicious enough to make his mouth water with oil, until his belly was full, and he didn't think about continuing the topic just now.

"You haven't evolved after drinking so much royal jelly, it may be because the accumulation is not enough," he said, "the phoenix fruit in Phoenix Mountain must have been swallowed by you, most of the energy is still in you The body has not transformed into real strength. If I guess correctly, through evolution, it should be able to draw out part of the energy of the phoenix fruit."

Rick coughed lightly and nodded guiltily.

For fear of turning into a bald fox, he actually didn't drink royal jelly at all.The royal jelly made from various nectars sent by the queen bees was either drunk by the squirrels, or he sealed them with clay pots and beeswax and hid them in stone boxes in the tree house.

"You can first look for fruits that are beneficial to the Xuanhuox family, such as flame grapes, velvet fruit, and flame essence fruit," Fatty didn't see the fox's guilt, and continued, "These fruits can make up for your young age." , Insufficient experience, improving your ability to manipulate and control flames. There is also a fire chicken, summoning one to eat every day, can also improve a little ability."

It's a pity that the fire chickens that Rick can summon are different from those flame balls in the volcanic forest. It doesn't improve him too much, but it will consume a lot of energy. Don't worry about the problem of not being able to improve the flame ability.

"Velvet fruit!" Rick keenly caught the familiar name, he smacked his lips, and recalled nostalgicly, "Ah Li and I went to look for a velvet fruit before, but we didn't know what this fruit looked like, so we had to Returned in vain."

As for the dark history of provoking feathered swans, being chased and pecked, and getting lost in an unfamiliar forest in a panic...a certain face-saving little fox beat him to death without mentioning it.

Chubby raised his forehead, speechless by the stupidity of the two cubs.He waved his paws, and the worm silk swayed on the ground, and after a while, he drew a lifelike figure on the ground.

"This is the velvet fruit," he pointed at the ground. "This kind of fruit does not grow on trees, but in rock crevices. You need to pry the rock open to get the fruit inside. In the entire forest, there is only In the rocky hills inside the Mossy Swamp, velvet fruit grows."

Rick and Ali watched carefully, keeping the shape of the velvet fruit firmly in mind, and then nodded solemnly.

"Then let's go find the velvet fruit tomorrow!" Rick said expectantly, wagging his tail.

This kind of fruit that enhances the flame ability and is often eaten by the Xuanhuox family should be effective in treating fox hair loss, right?