Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 147 Rope Soaking Feet and Smelly Fruits

After catching the black fish, Chen Yu did not leave, but retrieved the rest of the wooden talismans that had not been fully consumed.

There are not many left, dozens of pieces are released, only six or seven pieces are still intact.

Putting it back in the basket, he continued to cast the pole and fish.

Large clouds of mist lingered on the water pool, very dense, but soon dissipated and became thinner.

With a crash, after waiting for half an hour, the float shook a few times, and he pulled it up, but it turned out to be a crucian carp with two widths.

Just say there are fish here!

Chen Yu felt more and more that it was because of the black fish that he couldn't catch before. He looked at the fish reel placed in the water with a hemp rope pulled out from one end. The black fish was very quiet inside, not too noisy.

Fairly interesting.

He didn't intend to eat the other party, and he was not as big as a palm, and he couldn't distinguish the fish species just by looking at it, so he couldn't take a bite.

mullet?It does look black, but it doesn't look like it.

It should be a unique fish in this world. I haven't caught it a few times before, and I'm not interested in eating fish, so I don't have any relevant impressions in my memory.

Think about it for a while, and take it back to raise it for a while.

Just looking at this appearance, which seems to be a meat eater, Chen Yu was a little uncertain, and only put a loach and a few rice shrimps into the pool. It would be a disaster.

Put it in the tank first.

After thinking about it, he made a decision, and at the same time threw out the fishing rod in his hand again. As for the crucian carp, he was thrown back into the pond water.

The float trembled, trembling, and the hand that was just about to withdraw quickly pressed it down, and raised it again. It turned out to be a hemp ridge no bigger than a thumb, which was opening and closing its mouth wide open.

Take it off the hook and throw it into the fish basket, maybe because it's too small, the black fish doesn't even bother to move its mouth, and let the mollusks jump back and forth, shrinking in the corner and spitting bubbles.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was evening, and after half a day of work, I caught a lot more. It can only be said that the effect of the spirit liquid earthworm is really outstanding.

The biggest one weighed half a catty and was a herring with a deep holly color on its back and looked fat and strong.

In addition, there was a grass carp, but it was too small, so he put it back. God knows how this guy would remember to eat earthworms.

There are the most crucian carp in the pool, and five out of eighty-nine are gibel crucian carp when the pole is raised more than ten times.

It's a pity that most of them are not fat. Chen Yu is not in a hurry to bring all the fish back with the idea of ​​catching some more next time.

Put it away when it should be put away, some with scars, probably because they couldn't last, so he put them away and took them back to make soup.

Packing up his things, Heiyu looked at his fangs, but for some reason he got along with a few herrings and crucian carp at this moment, neither jumping nor making trouble.

Whoa!
Holding the rope, he pulled up the fish basket, peeked in, and weighed it up and down a few times. Chen Yu knew in his heart that it was about two catties. expected.

"This is the real opening!"

The fishing rod is finally tasted fresh, and pulling fish can be regarded as fulfilling one's wish.

Packed up properly, he put his back on his back and turned around across the stream into the overgrown weeds, and soon disappeared.

……

August [-]nd.

Rumble!
The thunder is still there. Although the sky has cleared these two days, after entering August, the dry thunder that comes from time to time still makes people feel a little nervous. I don't know when it will rain.

However, Chen Yu has been sitting in the audience these days and hasn't gone out much, so he doesn't care much.

The new Changbai millet seedlings planted on the mountain have not yet sprouted, and he was thinking about watering them with spiritual liquid these days.But considering that there is not much spiritual energy left, and on the one hand, he needs to support his inner energy to strengthen his body, so he did not do this in the end.

It is already hard enough to support a medicine field, and Yamada should not use spiritual liquid to ripen it in a short time.

"Just wait a little longer."

Chen Yu didn't take it very seriously.The spiritual liquid can accelerate the growth and maturity of crops, and at the same time, it also adds a little effect of nourishing qi and blood.

But that's all, there is still a lot of yellow millet left in the rice tank, and the four kinds of food chicken brothers bred by inspiration are still struggling to verify one by one, and there is no need to spend energy on it in a short time.

You can plant whatever you want in the mountain field. After all, Changbai millet does not need to be taken care of, unlike spring millet that needs to be weeded and watered.

On the contrary, it was Yaotian who needed his attention.

After coming to the courtyard, a side of flowers and plants is paved, exuding a complex atmosphere mixed with various smells.

Chen Yu slapped her nose, and her eyes fell on the most robust 'big head' flower.It was eight feet tall, a head taller than him.

A barrel-sized flower with sixteen petals, tall and straight stems, barbs and a layer of fine hairs on the outer skin.

And in the center of the flower, there is a tumor-like thing hanging - it is really ugly in appearance, with unevenness, black and purple skin, smooth and shiny, and broken stone-like things rippling inside.

He didn't approach it, this plant was originally just a snow-white dandelion that can be seen everywhere by the roadside, now it has changed into this appearance under the catalysis of inspiration, the change is not small.

Chen Yu saw that the roots were a little gray and yellow, and knew that this was the catalysis of inspiration to the end, and this weird-looking ground dandelion had reached maturity.

But... how to deal with it?
I didn't touch it directly with my hands, and the stench that was faintly present when the flowers were still blooming before was extremely strong now.Worried that there would be toxins, he wrapped the fruit with qi.

Short-term exposure does not induce structural changes.

Assisted by the technique of imperial object, twist and take it off.

In an instant, a more foul smell hit his nostrils, which made him take a few steps back, waved out a large piece of Qi, condensed into wind and blown away.

This taste is too strong!

After a little relief, Chen Yu got closer, and when he looked again, he saw dense black-purple liquid droplets oozing from the broken surface, converging and flowing, and a more pungent smell that even made the eyes sore.

His stomach acid was churning, and even with his concentration, he could hardly bear it. Back then, he had never been so uncomfortable when he devoured the mutated peach blossoms.

"..."

Qi surged rapidly, and almost half of it was released, tightly wrapped layer by layer, so that these smells were sealed inside.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and felt fortunate that he didn't touch it with his hands just now, otherwise, let alone whether it is poisonous or not, the smell alone could make him sick for more than ten days and a half months.

Take the wooden box, put the white and plump fruit into it, and put it aside tightly.

As for the ground dandelion itself, he also dug it up. Fortunately, it seems that all the smell and stench have been absorbed by the fruit, and only a few roots and flowers remain, which are not severe.

Then, he looked at the other two mature ones, and they were much better.After the mutated weed, only the fruit was a little bigger and swelled several times, but the rest didn't change much.

Xianyangzi is also much taller, but it has no peculiar smell. During the excavation, it was found that there was a layer of sticky medium inside the damaged rhizome, which looked somewhat similar to hemp.

Three freshly baked spiritual plants were in front of him, and Chen Yu gave up the idea of ​​letting Brother Ji taste them. These things didn't look edible.

(End of this chapter)