Daming Crazy Emperor

Chapter 723 Jungle Feast
At this time, it is relatively easy to catch crocodiles. Most crocodiles do not know how powerful humans are, let alone fist-sized iron hooks in their food.

If too many crocodiles are hunted here, and some of them get away by chance, the whole group may form a reflexive inheritance memory and run away when they see humans.

Of course, at this time, the crocodiles in the Amazon River had no relevant inheritance memory, and they were not afraid of humans at all.

Lao Zheng and his gang had just fished the crocodile and stabbed it to death, and several other boats also started to move.

Because everyone knows that crocodiles live in groups, similar to lions on the grassland. This river must be the territory of a group of crocodiles, and there are generally at least five crocodiles in the territory, and there may be as many as ten.

Sure enough, they quickly found other crocodiles and threw the hook lock.

Lao Zheng wasn't idle either. He had just ordered people to pull the crocodile weighing three to four hundred kilograms onto the boat, and then raised his binoculars to scan the nearby river bank and water surface.

Soon, he found another bigger one.

There was a crocodile nearly two feet long lying on the soil by the river bank!
This guy seemed to have just been woken up by the noise they made, and was staring at them coldly, ready to speak.

When Lao Zheng saw this, he waved his hand without hesitation and ordered people to move the boat over.

The fish is ready-made, one was wasted just now, and the rest can be used, just throw it away.

The crocodiles are really not afraid of humans at the moment, they still think of themselves as the overlords of the jungle, as long as the fish is thrown, they dare to bite, if they don’t throw the fish, they will stare at the soldiers on the boat with big eyes, wanting to bite people !

Even if the companions around them were dragged away, they still stared at the approaching warship mightily and domineeringly, as if they were here to deliver food.

Don't you know, they are the food of others.

This crocodile is not only valuable for its skin, but also very delicious. The texture is even more tender than boneless chicken. Whether it is fried or boiled, fried or grilled, it is quite delicious.

Lao Zheng spent a lot of effort to clean up the giant crocodile, and ordered people to continue searching along the river, until the river in front of him was less than two feet wide, and the depth of the river was difficult for boats. It was dangerous, so he waved his hand and ordered everyone to drive the boat back.

There is no way, there is a group of crocodiles in this river, and the primitive tribes in the jungle would most likely not dare to live near it.

Just kidding, crocodiles are amphibious. Who would dare to live near the crocodile territory? If the crocodiles are hungry and run into the tribe in groups, it will be over.

The primitive tribes here don't have sharp weapons that can pierce the crocodile skin.

From the looks of it, apart from the dozen or so crocodiles, it is unlikely that there will be anything else to gain from this trip.

Lao Zheng could only draw a sketch of this tributary, and then led the fleet back to return.

Of course, they were not idle on the way back. The crocodiles they captured had to be skinned and boned.

Crocodiles are usually peeled from the back or belly, because openings in other places will destroy the crocodile's pattern, and the crocodile skins purchased by Daming Western Firm require the belly to be peeled.

Lao Zheng directly ordered people to turn the two crocodiles over and put them belly up on the deck. Then he pulled out the horn knife and skillfully cut the belly of the two crocodiles from the center line, and then ordered people to fetch two more crocodiles. A bucket pulled all the entrails of the crocodile into the bucket.

It's not that they want to eat these offal, which are mainly used to catch other fish.

The next step is skinning. Lao Zheng has already practiced his skills, so he is usually the one who does it. The young and strong Indian tribes under him can only be beaten and study hard.

He was quite lucky this way, not only got thousands of taels of crocodile skin, but also several thousand catties of crocodile meat. The other ten or so roads were not as lucky as them, and some of them didn't even catch stuttering.

However, there are also several ways to obtain rare delicious food.

For example, Xiaoqi Pharaoh this way.

Not long after they entered a river, they saw several floating corpses of animals.

Of course, the floating carcasses of these animals are not a delicacy.

These were obviously killed by parasitic fish, and parasitic fish is a rare delicacy.

They don't boil everything with quicklime now, because they have found a better way to catch parasitic fish.

This method is what they summed up from the painful experience of the primitive tribes in Xinma City.

Many people in the primitive tribe over there were drilled into their bodies by parasitic fish because they did the same thing.

What did they do?

In fact, they did nothing but pissed in the river.

However, this peeing is not standing on the river bank and pissing into the river, but directly pissing in the water when going down the river to fish.

If they are unlucky and encounter parasitic fish nearby, it will be miserable, and they will definitely be finished if they urinate out!
This proves that parasitic fish are quite sensitive to urine.

Of course, their method of catching parasitic fish is not to urinate directly into the river, but to use animal kidneys or testicles as bait, and use cotton cloth as a net to catch the fish directly.

This set of things is only available on the flagship, so after Lao Wang found out about this situation, he sent a boat back to get the things, and they continued to search in the river.

Needless to say, there are no Indian tribes on either side of this river.

Because there are parasitic fish in the river, which are more terrifying than crocodiles.

You can still see crocodiles anyway, and you can run when you see them.

This thing, you can't see it, you can't run it, and you confess it accidentally.

There are parasitic fish in the river, and Indian tribes will naturally not live on the banks of this river.

They have also learned to be good, and they will hide away when they see such floating corpses.

Lao Wang and the others searched the river carefully, but as expected, they didn't see a single person.

After searching with him, he drew out the map of this tributary in detail, and the boat that went to fetch the things also came back, and then he made bait and prepared to fish.

The fishing method of this parasitic fish is somewhat similar to that of fishing piranhas, roughly that is, to attract them with bait bags first, and then use net bags to catch them.

However, the bait bag and the net bag are not fishing nets, but cotton cloth.

They were already very proficient at doing this. After Old Wang took the things he brought, he opened the ice bucket, took out the animal kidneys and eggs inside, and had someone chop them up and throw them into a cotton bag.

Then the cotton bags were tied to thin bamboo poles about ten feet long and distributed, and several boats were asked to hold the bamboo poles and fish the cotton bags to attract parasitic fish.

Immediately afterwards, he took out another cotton net bag with a radius of about two feet, ordered the other three boats to approach, and each took a net rope.

Then, he threw the net into the water, ordered the four boats to scatter, and stretched the net.

The next thing is to wait, when other boats attract the parasitic fish, they will take the bamboo pole and catch the bait bag in the middle of the net bag, then sprinkle some chopped animal kidneys, and then pull up the bait bag, put Put all the parasitic fish on it into the bucket, and then order people to continue to hold bamboo poles and fish for cotton bags to seduce them around.

This went back and forth several times, until the cotton bag could no longer attract the parasitic fish, and then Lao Wang ordered the crew of the four boats to gather the net rope together and slowly pull up the net bag.

After the net bag was pulled out of the water, it was already densely packed with small fishes about an inch long. The number might be in the hundreds of thousands or even millions.

If you have trypophobia, you may faint at a glance.

However, when the people on the boat saw it, their saliva was about to flow out.

This parasitic fish is not ordinary delicious.

However, this thing cannot be boiled, it will become porridge once cooked, and it will not taste good.

This thing should be dried with a slow fire first, and then fried or fried.

When Lao Wang saw the parasitic fish in his bag, he was too hungry.

He immediately ordered: "Hurry up, get up the pot and light the fire."

Soon, the young man of the Indian tribe on his boat brought out a large iron pot and a charcoal stove, and directly burned it with thin firewood, and then poured the charcoal on the firewood, and green smoke came out of the pot after a while.

Lao Wang picked up the oil jars in quantity, took a piece of cloth, dipped it in some oil, and then spread it evenly on the pot.

The young and strong Indian tribe next to him has also skillfully taken out the clear water bucket and started washing the fish.

The fish is also very simple to wash, that is, pour half a bucket of water, add some salt and stir well, then pour the fish in, let the fish roll in it for a while, and then take a clean cotton cloth to drain the water.

Lao Wang took a pack of washed fish and poured it into the pot, spread the fish out evenly with a shovel, then held the pot with both hands and slowly turned the iron pot to start cultivating the fish.

The heat has to be under control, because the fish is too small, and it will burn if you are not careful.

Lao Wang slowly turned the pot for about a quarter of an hour, until the small fish in it were a little yellowish, and the tempting fragrance was scattered, then he lifted the pot and put it aside, then waved his hand and said: "Come again! A pot."

Hearing the words, the warship next to them quickly handed them a big iron pot.

After the fish is baked, you can't shovel it out directly. If you do this, the small fish will be shoveled into pieces.

After the fire is done, put the pot aside and let the pot cool down slowly, so that the baked fish will be crispy and chewy.

After that, he didn't do it himself anymore, because it was too tiring to bake fish in such a pot, and he was sweating profusely from the whole pot.

He saw that his subordinates, young and strong, were busy imitating him, and then he waved and ordered: "Pack up your things and prepare to go back."

(End of this chapter)