In the days of surviving in the fairy forest
Chapter 81 The Appearance of Coins From Today, Shan...
After a delicious meal, everyone lay in a mess among the grape groves, collapsed into fluffy cakes contentedly.
"Welcome to the grape forest!" The gourd baboons dragged the mushroom fat cow, and this time they absolutely and sincerely wanted him to stay.
Mushroom Fat Cow also ate his mouth full of oil, even hiccupping was the sound of happiness, and he nodded his head vigorously.
Just because of the delicious food here, he will never leave!Inspectors and the like are not as important as delicious food!
"How about drinking mushroom beef soup tomorrow?" He raised his hoof and proposed expectantly, "I know there is a settlement of moo cows not far away, so hunting is very convenient!"
The gourd baboons looked at the mushroom fat cow with a little panic.
Although strictly speaking, the Mushroom Fat Cow is in a class of its own...but you are also a cow after all, right?What is it like to eat beef!
"Spicy oxtail, cumin beef hooves, shredded beef with lantern shadows," Rick counted the types of beef he could cook with his paws, counting and counting, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and yawned lazily, ready to start Go to sleep in the cave, "I will teach you the recipe later, you can do it yourself."
With Rick's careful teaching and seeing the beautiful bear hut with his own eyes, the caves of the gourd baboons are no longer as simple as before.The ingenious gourd baboons weave mats, rattan chairs and even cradles out of vines and bamboo, and weave blankets, cushions and thin quilts out of long-haired white cow hair, decorating the cave warmly and beautifully.
The gourd baboons also specially made a cradle swing for Rick and Ali, which is covered with a soft white blanket. Every day, the baboons pick fresh flowers and decorate them around the swing.
Rick jumped up, nestled into a fluffy fox group, covered the squirrel with its big fiery red tail, stretched comfortably, and soon fell asleep peacefully.
The two of them slept soundly and deeply last night without closing their eyes. The chubby who was still gnawing on the sheep bone curled his lips, wiped his oily paws, and picked up the baby bird who was hopping around among the baboons. Chirp, fly to the cradle swing.
He and Xiaojiu lay next to the pointed ears of the fox, leaning on the fur of the fox, and closed their eyes sleepily and reassuringly.
The baboons tiptoed past the cradle. Occasionally, someone who made heavy footsteps was immediately slapped on the head by his companions. He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him without making a sound, for fear of waking up the sleeping fox.
……
Rick, Ali and Pangpang did not return to the stone hut, but stayed in the mountain grape forest.
One thing is that there are more sauces now, and there are more foods that can be made. Even the sausages and bacon in the past have more delicious methods, and the ratio needs to be carefully adjusted little by little. Moreover, the beef with mushrooms is now in The mountain grape grove has settled down, and Rick also needs to observe whether he has other evil intentions, and it will be troublesome if he lures wolves into the house.
After a few days, apart from often running to the cowshed of long-haired white cows and drooling over a large group of long-haired white cows, which added a lot of unnecessary pressure to the lives of the long-haired white cows, the mushroom fat cow had no other problems. Any misbehavior, diligently spawning mushrooms every day, and rubbing the gourd baboons' dried cheese to eat when they are hungry, life can be regarded as delicious.
"This is the saprophytic soil near the swamp." Sent a few gourd baboons to dig fresh soil in the mossy swamp, Rick signaled the mushroom fat cow to bury the spores in the soil, "If this planting method is feasible, the mushrooms should be You can reproduce on your own, so you don’t need to give birth every day.”
The fat cow with mushrooms turned pale in shock, and backed away again and again, the cow's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no, no! Old cow, I like to give birth to mushrooms the most!!"
Just kidding, if his only ability is replaced, wouldn't he have no reason to stay in the mountain grape forest?The food here is so good, the baboons are also enthusiastic, and he will never leave without fighting himself!
Rick scratched his ears in distress, not understanding why he resisted so much when he clearly wanted to relieve the burden on the Mushroom Fat Cow.After the gourd baboon king heard about this, he rushed over to mediate. In the end, the mountain grape grove did not grow seasoning mushrooms, but left a large pot of saprophytic soil in the bear hut for the bears to grow and eat.
Besides, the mountain grape grove is calm and calm, and the gourd baboons are busy every day. When they have free time, they gather together to sing and dance happily, or pester Rick to tell them stories.After the squirrel 'accidentally' reveals that Rick is actually good at many dances, Rick is forced to put the ducks on the shelf and start teaching the gourd baboons to dance together.
Therefore, every night, the birds passing by the mountain grape forest can see nearly a thousand gourd baboons lined up in dozens of rows, led by foxes and squirrels, dancing radio gymnastics with excitement and seriousness on their faces.
After collective discussion by the birds, they all agreed that this should be a new way of offering sacrifices discovered in the mountain grape forest.Thinking about the increasingly powerful fighting power of the gourd baboons and the food that filled the cave, the results of this kind of sacrifice are obviously self-evident.
One day Rick raised his head inadvertently, and found that the bird in the air was gracefully... dancing the second beat of the radio gymnastics whole-body movement. .
……
There are more seasonings that can be added when cooking, and baboons who like different tastes have to quarrel before eating every day.
Rick thought it was fun to watch the baboons fight at first, but he didn't care about it.Pangpang, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, even participated in it, teaching the baboons the rock-paper-scissors that the little fox had taught him, and encouraged them to use this method to solve the problem.
However, the gourd baboon king's favorite seasoning is mustard and honey flavor.And no matter how fierce the baboons are in private, none of them will object to the decision of the gourd baboon king.
After eating mustard and honey roasted beef tendon for two consecutive meals, Rick felt that his fox fur was about to turn green. Looking at the sallow baboons around him, he felt that he had to be responsible for the taste of the baboons.
"I have three methods! Which one do you think is better?" He found the gourd baboon king, jumped on his shoulder, and asked affectionately.
The easiest way, of course, is to change the dishes and seasonings every day, or put all the seasonings aside and let the baboons choose by themselves. The more troublesome way is to let baboons with different tastes eat separately.The most troublesome thing is to build a baboon cafeteria, which Rick has considered for a long time.
"Coins?" The gourd baboon king, who heard this concept for the first time, had a flash in his eyes. Hearing Rick's description, he quickly fell into deep thought.
Now the grape forests are gradually becoming richer, and the baboons have no worries about food and drink. Although most baboons are still diligent and hardworking, there are always a few guys who like to be lazy.Rick's more pay for more work system, combined with the launch of the cafeteria, seems to be a very good idea.
While playing with the beautiful feathers hanging from the baboon's crown with his paws, Rick answered his questions, and quickly made his vision clear, which made the gourd baboon king even more excited.
"I can help burn pottery coins," Rick said with a smile. "Anyway, only I can burn similar pottery coins, so I won't be afraid of counterfeiting."
Although Rick taught the gourd baboons how to burn pottery, ordinary firewood flames can't reach a high temperature of more than 1000 degrees, and it is impossible to make porcelain-like pottery coins.
The gourd baboon king nodded repeatedly.
He didn't make a decision as soon as his brain got hot, but called all the gourd baboons and the mushroom fat cow living in the mountain grape forest that night, and even the bears were invited by him to be his staff.
As the leader of the baboon, the gourd baboon king is a rare and wise man who thinks far.The relatively simple brain circuits of other baboons made them unable to think of the various possibilities of change behind the coins. They only thought that it was a good idea to work harder and pay more. They could use coins to eat and buy things, and they no longer had to eat mustard and honey-flavored bones. It was a pleasant surprise.
Besides, it was Rick who came up with this idea - as soon as he heard that his clever military adviser had a new idea, almost all the baboons' first reactions were good, good, great, and no one would question it .
The coin project went very smoothly. The gourd baboons made coin models out of sand and clay, and discussed building a canteen and canteen together. The stone bears came to help and built the canteen tall and spacious, with rectangular tables inside. The chairs are made to look good.
The beautiful cafeteria allows the gourd baboons to hold their heads high when they pass by. From time to time, they cherish the hard stone wall outside the cafeteria, or go in and take a walk, and sit on the chairs without eating. They are very happy up.
Compared with the carefree gourd baboons, the gourd baboon king is much more anxious. From time to time, he will hold a small meeting with Rick, Ali and Zhuyi to discuss the various uses of coins and how to follow them. What ratio to distribute the pottery coins to the baboons.
The ones who were dissatisfied with this were not the fox squirrels and bamboo bears who were called in to discuss, but the only one besides Xiao Jiu who was not invited was Pang Pang.He crossed his legs angrily, and snorted seemingly indifferently, but his eyes wandered to the small stone cave that served as the meeting room.
His fat opinion is not important!snort! !
It was already four days after all the pottery coins were fired, and the cafeteria and canteen were fully completed.
The gourd baboon king stood on the high platform, looked up by the gourd baboons in admiration, and on his shoulders were the foxes and squirrels who were drowsy because of the overnight meeting: "From today, the mountain grape grove will officially start distributing pottery coins! "
After many days of discussion, combined with the actual situation of the mountain grape forest, the gourd baboon king has come up with a set of effective coin distribution measures.Each baboon can get one pottery coin for free every day, and the rest will be distributed according to the work results and working hours.As for the baby baboons, before they are able to work in the mountains and forests, their daily food and drink expenses are all free.
As for the possible miscalculation problem that the gourd baboon king was worried about, it was quickly resolved after Rick said that he could teach them simple mathematical algorithms and counting methods-although currently Rick's students are only the gourd baboon king and his chosen one. There are ten relatively smart baboons, but they learned the speed of addition and subtraction within ten in half a day, which still made Rick staggeringly praised.
"In order to commemorate the source of the pottery coins and the important contribution of the military division to the mountain grape forest, I decided," the gourd baboon king announced loudly, "from now on, all the coins produced in the mountain grape forest will be called Rick sand coins!"
As soon as the words fell, the gourd baboons cheered in unison: "Rick sand coins! Rick sand coins!"
Rick, who was still dozing off on the Gourd Baboon King's shoulder just now, is completely awake now.Fox Claw lost his grip for a moment and almost fell to the ground.
"..." Wait, this kind of name is absolutely not allowed! ! !
"Welcome to the grape forest!" The gourd baboons dragged the mushroom fat cow, and this time they absolutely and sincerely wanted him to stay.
Mushroom Fat Cow also ate his mouth full of oil, even hiccupping was the sound of happiness, and he nodded his head vigorously.
Just because of the delicious food here, he will never leave!Inspectors and the like are not as important as delicious food!
"How about drinking mushroom beef soup tomorrow?" He raised his hoof and proposed expectantly, "I know there is a settlement of moo cows not far away, so hunting is very convenient!"
The gourd baboons looked at the mushroom fat cow with a little panic.
Although strictly speaking, the Mushroom Fat Cow is in a class of its own...but you are also a cow after all, right?What is it like to eat beef!
"Spicy oxtail, cumin beef hooves, shredded beef with lantern shadows," Rick counted the types of beef he could cook with his paws, counting and counting, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and yawned lazily, ready to start Go to sleep in the cave, "I will teach you the recipe later, you can do it yourself."
With Rick's careful teaching and seeing the beautiful bear hut with his own eyes, the caves of the gourd baboons are no longer as simple as before.The ingenious gourd baboons weave mats, rattan chairs and even cradles out of vines and bamboo, and weave blankets, cushions and thin quilts out of long-haired white cow hair, decorating the cave warmly and beautifully.
The gourd baboons also specially made a cradle swing for Rick and Ali, which is covered with a soft white blanket. Every day, the baboons pick fresh flowers and decorate them around the swing.
Rick jumped up, nestled into a fluffy fox group, covered the squirrel with its big fiery red tail, stretched comfortably, and soon fell asleep peacefully.
The two of them slept soundly and deeply last night without closing their eyes. The chubby who was still gnawing on the sheep bone curled his lips, wiped his oily paws, and picked up the baby bird who was hopping around among the baboons. Chirp, fly to the cradle swing.
He and Xiaojiu lay next to the pointed ears of the fox, leaning on the fur of the fox, and closed their eyes sleepily and reassuringly.
The baboons tiptoed past the cradle. Occasionally, someone who made heavy footsteps was immediately slapped on the head by his companions. He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him without making a sound, for fear of waking up the sleeping fox.
……
Rick, Ali and Pangpang did not return to the stone hut, but stayed in the mountain grape forest.
One thing is that there are more sauces now, and there are more foods that can be made. Even the sausages and bacon in the past have more delicious methods, and the ratio needs to be carefully adjusted little by little. Moreover, the beef with mushrooms is now in The mountain grape grove has settled down, and Rick also needs to observe whether he has other evil intentions, and it will be troublesome if he lures wolves into the house.
After a few days, apart from often running to the cowshed of long-haired white cows and drooling over a large group of long-haired white cows, which added a lot of unnecessary pressure to the lives of the long-haired white cows, the mushroom fat cow had no other problems. Any misbehavior, diligently spawning mushrooms every day, and rubbing the gourd baboons' dried cheese to eat when they are hungry, life can be regarded as delicious.
"This is the saprophytic soil near the swamp." Sent a few gourd baboons to dig fresh soil in the mossy swamp, Rick signaled the mushroom fat cow to bury the spores in the soil, "If this planting method is feasible, the mushrooms should be You can reproduce on your own, so you don’t need to give birth every day.”
The fat cow with mushrooms turned pale in shock, and backed away again and again, the cow's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no, no! Old cow, I like to give birth to mushrooms the most!!"
Just kidding, if his only ability is replaced, wouldn't he have no reason to stay in the mountain grape forest?The food here is so good, the baboons are also enthusiastic, and he will never leave without fighting himself!
Rick scratched his ears in distress, not understanding why he resisted so much when he clearly wanted to relieve the burden on the Mushroom Fat Cow.After the gourd baboon king heard about this, he rushed over to mediate. In the end, the mountain grape grove did not grow seasoning mushrooms, but left a large pot of saprophytic soil in the bear hut for the bears to grow and eat.
Besides, the mountain grape grove is calm and calm, and the gourd baboons are busy every day. When they have free time, they gather together to sing and dance happily, or pester Rick to tell them stories.After the squirrel 'accidentally' reveals that Rick is actually good at many dances, Rick is forced to put the ducks on the shelf and start teaching the gourd baboons to dance together.
Therefore, every night, the birds passing by the mountain grape forest can see nearly a thousand gourd baboons lined up in dozens of rows, led by foxes and squirrels, dancing radio gymnastics with excitement and seriousness on their faces.
After collective discussion by the birds, they all agreed that this should be a new way of offering sacrifices discovered in the mountain grape forest.Thinking about the increasingly powerful fighting power of the gourd baboons and the food that filled the cave, the results of this kind of sacrifice are obviously self-evident.
One day Rick raised his head inadvertently, and found that the bird in the air was gracefully... dancing the second beat of the radio gymnastics whole-body movement. .
……
There are more seasonings that can be added when cooking, and baboons who like different tastes have to quarrel before eating every day.
Rick thought it was fun to watch the baboons fight at first, but he didn't care about it.Pangpang, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, even participated in it, teaching the baboons the rock-paper-scissors that the little fox had taught him, and encouraged them to use this method to solve the problem.
However, the gourd baboon king's favorite seasoning is mustard and honey flavor.And no matter how fierce the baboons are in private, none of them will object to the decision of the gourd baboon king.
After eating mustard and honey roasted beef tendon for two consecutive meals, Rick felt that his fox fur was about to turn green. Looking at the sallow baboons around him, he felt that he had to be responsible for the taste of the baboons.
"I have three methods! Which one do you think is better?" He found the gourd baboon king, jumped on his shoulder, and asked affectionately.
The easiest way, of course, is to change the dishes and seasonings every day, or put all the seasonings aside and let the baboons choose by themselves. The more troublesome way is to let baboons with different tastes eat separately.The most troublesome thing is to build a baboon cafeteria, which Rick has considered for a long time.
"Coins?" The gourd baboon king, who heard this concept for the first time, had a flash in his eyes. Hearing Rick's description, he quickly fell into deep thought.
Now the grape forests are gradually becoming richer, and the baboons have no worries about food and drink. Although most baboons are still diligent and hardworking, there are always a few guys who like to be lazy.Rick's more pay for more work system, combined with the launch of the cafeteria, seems to be a very good idea.
While playing with the beautiful feathers hanging from the baboon's crown with his paws, Rick answered his questions, and quickly made his vision clear, which made the gourd baboon king even more excited.
"I can help burn pottery coins," Rick said with a smile. "Anyway, only I can burn similar pottery coins, so I won't be afraid of counterfeiting."
Although Rick taught the gourd baboons how to burn pottery, ordinary firewood flames can't reach a high temperature of more than 1000 degrees, and it is impossible to make porcelain-like pottery coins.
The gourd baboon king nodded repeatedly.
He didn't make a decision as soon as his brain got hot, but called all the gourd baboons and the mushroom fat cow living in the mountain grape forest that night, and even the bears were invited by him to be his staff.
As the leader of the baboon, the gourd baboon king is a rare and wise man who thinks far.The relatively simple brain circuits of other baboons made them unable to think of the various possibilities of change behind the coins. They only thought that it was a good idea to work harder and pay more. They could use coins to eat and buy things, and they no longer had to eat mustard and honey-flavored bones. It was a pleasant surprise.
Besides, it was Rick who came up with this idea - as soon as he heard that his clever military adviser had a new idea, almost all the baboons' first reactions were good, good, great, and no one would question it .
The coin project went very smoothly. The gourd baboons made coin models out of sand and clay, and discussed building a canteen and canteen together. The stone bears came to help and built the canteen tall and spacious, with rectangular tables inside. The chairs are made to look good.
The beautiful cafeteria allows the gourd baboons to hold their heads high when they pass by. From time to time, they cherish the hard stone wall outside the cafeteria, or go in and take a walk, and sit on the chairs without eating. They are very happy up.
Compared with the carefree gourd baboons, the gourd baboon king is much more anxious. From time to time, he will hold a small meeting with Rick, Ali and Zhuyi to discuss the various uses of coins and how to follow them. What ratio to distribute the pottery coins to the baboons.
The ones who were dissatisfied with this were not the fox squirrels and bamboo bears who were called in to discuss, but the only one besides Xiao Jiu who was not invited was Pang Pang.He crossed his legs angrily, and snorted seemingly indifferently, but his eyes wandered to the small stone cave that served as the meeting room.
His fat opinion is not important!snort! !
It was already four days after all the pottery coins were fired, and the cafeteria and canteen were fully completed.
The gourd baboon king stood on the high platform, looked up by the gourd baboons in admiration, and on his shoulders were the foxes and squirrels who were drowsy because of the overnight meeting: "From today, the mountain grape grove will officially start distributing pottery coins! "
After many days of discussion, combined with the actual situation of the mountain grape forest, the gourd baboon king has come up with a set of effective coin distribution measures.Each baboon can get one pottery coin for free every day, and the rest will be distributed according to the work results and working hours.As for the baby baboons, before they are able to work in the mountains and forests, their daily food and drink expenses are all free.
As for the possible miscalculation problem that the gourd baboon king was worried about, it was quickly resolved after Rick said that he could teach them simple mathematical algorithms and counting methods-although currently Rick's students are only the gourd baboon king and his chosen one. There are ten relatively smart baboons, but they learned the speed of addition and subtraction within ten in half a day, which still made Rick staggeringly praised.
"In order to commemorate the source of the pottery coins and the important contribution of the military division to the mountain grape forest, I decided," the gourd baboon king announced loudly, "from now on, all the coins produced in the mountain grape forest will be called Rick sand coins!"
As soon as the words fell, the gourd baboons cheered in unison: "Rick sand coins! Rick sand coins!"
Rick, who was still dozing off on the Gourd Baboon King's shoulder just now, is completely awake now.Fox Claw lost his grip for a moment and almost fell to the ground.
"..." Wait, this kind of name is absolutely not allowed! ! !
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