Chapter 207 What are you laughing at?
Yan Qing, who came from a poor peasant family and worked hard with her husband to own a cargo ship, glanced at Ma Xinling indifferently and felt at ease to put half of her body weight on her.
However, helping Yan Qing all the way to the flat floor made Ma Xinling, who had only eaten dry white rice for a few days, so tired that she broke out in a sweat.
On the other side, dozens of survivors who had climbed up to the ground level earlier stared hungrily at the numerous foods on Liu Yu and his team's grill.
But Liu Yu and the others were all fully armed, with either pistols or machetes on their waists. The cold light on the tip of the knife made the survivors dare not think anything rash.
Fortunately, most of the survivors are also aware of the current situation.
Having lived in the apocalypse for so long, he had all the right expressions. He couldn't help but glance at the barbecue twice and forced himself to walk to the other side.
Out of sight, out of mind.
After Sun Kun reached the first floor, he was also attracted by the tempting skewers over there for a moment. However, his pride and contempt for the Spark Team made him suppress his desire and head straight to the left with his head held high.
His eyes immediately lit up when he fell on the green plants in the distance. He turned around and searched for Ma Xinling in the crowd.
When he saw her helping Yan Qing onto the ground floor, he immediately stretched his neck and shouted to call over a few survivors.
"Come with me to the forest to find Rhus chinensis. Today I'll give everyone some salt!"
The few survivors he pointed out had to follow him obediently after eating his food. Then Sun Kun led five or six survivors into the small woods on the edge of the Wumu Mountain flat land.
Liu Yu watched the strange behavior of those people from afar. He kept eating, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.
However, when Sun Kun confidently entered the small woods to look for it, he panicked when he didn't see any trace of the saltwort after searching for a long time.
He was planning to use his discovery of the Rhus chinensis to gain some fame and slap Sun Qian in the face with his wisdom and knowledge, so how could he not find even a single tree?!
When Sun Kun first entered the small forest, he was still searching slowly and leisurely with a determined look.
He discovered that there were not a single saltwort tree left, which should have been in large numbers. He immediately became anxious.
The smug expression on his face instantly turned into panic, and he roared at the survivors standing outside the forest:
"What are you guys standing there for? You're eating the food on my ship and not working. Wait for me to hand you some salt!"
The survivors who gathered on the flat floor and were at a loss as to what to do because they had no orders to work were suddenly ridiculed and scolded by Sun Kun.
The faces of both the old and the young turned red with embarrassment, and they hurriedly rushed into the woods to help find saltwort.
But Sun Kun wanted to take all the credit and never told anyone what saltwort looked like. Now the survivors who were being scolded did not dare to offend him and ask more questions.
So the scene suddenly became a farce.
A fool who knows Rhus chinensis is confused and panic-stricken, while a person who doesn't know Rhus chinensis can't even recognize it when he sees it face to face.
It was the attentive Yan Qing who noticed something was wrong and urged Sun Qian to ask Sun Kun to describe the appearance of the saltwort to everyone. Only then did everyone find two trees.
But at this moment, Sun Kun's face turned pale as he looked at the several lush Rhus chinensis trees in front of him. Why didn't these Rhus chinensis trees bear any fruit?
When he came here with the professor last year, the tree was full of fruits!
Where can he get salt frost without a fruit?
Yan Qing noticed something was wrong with Sun Kun's expression and asked in a weak voice, "What's wrong? Did you find the wrong tree?"
"Hey, shut up! Don't disturb my thoughts!!"
Sun Kun's mind was in a mess at this time. This was his plan to save face in front of Ma Xinling. How could this happen?
Sun Kun looked at the nearly one hundred pairs of eyes around him and felt like there was a sharp pain in his back and a thorn in his throat.
The Spark Team, occupying the right floor and enjoying a sumptuous dinner, watched the excitement of the newcomers on the opposite side with great interest.
The enhanced senses of their supernatural powers allowed them to see the farce happening on the other side clearly.
Zhuang Moxing took the grilled skewers from Liu Yu's hand, nodded to indicate that she should stop working and eat first, and he would take over the rest.
Liu Yu naturally did not refuse. She pulled a small stool and sat next to him to eat.
As she watched the fun, Zhuang Moxing would occasionally add freshly baked food to her bowl, so she didn't have to pick up any food herself.
And every food that fell into her bowl happened to be what she liked, and she enjoyed the meal to her heart's content with the free farce.
At this time, Sun Kun could not bear the pressure of the eyes of the people around him, so he made an excuse and lied that the saltwort tree had been affected by the end of the world and mutated, resulting in it not bearing fruit.
Their plan to search for salt is bound to fail.
When he blurted out these words, Sun Qian's face frowned with pain, and he hugged Yan Qing tightly and was about to cry.
On the contrary, Yan Qing in his arms was very calm, and his eyes inadvertently fell to the right side of the floor.
Zhuang Moxing, who continued to grill the meat and vegetables, couldn't help laughing as he listened to Sun Kun's lies and excuses.
This moment of low laughter was accurately caught by Liu Yu beside him. Looking up, he asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"
Zhuang Moxing had no intention of exposing Sun Kun, but the person asking was Liu Yu, so he looked up at Sun Kun's clownish look and told the truth.
"Rhus chinensis, also known as the Chinese gall tree, has a thick layer of salt frost on the surface of its fruit. In extreme cases, you can directly scrape off the salt frost and eat it instead of white salt. Rhus chinensis usually blooms in August and September and bears fruit in October."
He pondered for a moment, then looked sarcastically at Sun Kun, who had found an excuse and immediately became proud and arrogant again.
"That guy named Sun Kun, if he knows a little about Rhus chinensis, should know that it's not time for it to bear fruit yet."
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