To be on the safe side, Lin Qian kept instructing the mutated vines not to easily devour flesh and blood, and even if an animal attacked it, it was best to kill it and not devour it.
Although the mutated vine's consciousness was very hazy, it was instinctively terrified of Lin Qian's aura, so the vine timidly remembered it.
It wasn't that Lin Qian was deliberately preventing the mutated vine from having another way to feed, but rather that such spiritual plants that had developed consciousness were simply too rare and precious, and he had to be careful.
You should know that since he ate the spirit fruit, he has seen dozens of spirit plants, but only one mutated vine has consciousness!
Putting aside everything else, just look at the spiritual plants in the Snow Mountain Secret Realm. Those plants are more evolved than the mutated vines and contain more spiritual power. However, those obviously stronger spiritual plants have not developed consciousness, and some have not even evolved any means of attack or defense.
It is rare for a flower sea to produce crystal flowers containing toxins. Most spiritual plants seem to evolve simply to produce spiritual fruits.
Lin Qian didn't know much about plant evolution; there were too many gaps in his knowledge. Therefore, he didn't know how spirit plants evolved, so he could only be more careful. He could only try his best to ensure that the mutated vines were evolving in the right direction, rather than risking his life for a little bit of flesh and blood energy.
After finishing applying the animal skin, the panda mother flicked the vine away, perfectly embodying the principle of using and discarding it. Fortunately, the mutated vine didn't have a complete consciousness and wouldn't feel much, otherwise she would definitely have given the bear a good beating.
The giant panda mother's fluffy paws were covered with a thick layer of uneven, rocky bumps, and then she began to rub the animal skin with her front paws.
This is the giant panda mother's special ability: to cover her body with a rocky armor. Her uneven claws scrape against the animal hide, which is covered in vine sap.
Soon, more than a dozen animal hides were kneaded and put into a wicker basket. They were then washed downstream in the stream and hung on tree branches without a trace of fat or meat left.
Seeing the giant panda standing upright and spreading out pieces of animal skin to dry, Shanfeng involuntarily stopped what he was doing. Although he had seen it many times before, the boy still found it very interesting.
Standing upright is not difficult for the giant panda mother, or rather, all the animals here can do it and walk and move around in this posture, but it is not comfortable, so the tiger father and the others will not do it when it is not necessary.
This is like a perfectly healthy person insisting on crawling; they've probably lost their mind.
After glancing at it a few times, Shanfeng snapped out of his daze and hurriedly rubbed the meat he had thrown into the bucket with white salt.
Under Lin Qian's leadership, a production chain has been formed on the Xiaoxi side. Lin Qian and Yongqi cut the meat into slices and strips, while the chipmunk and Shanfeng led the little panda to rub salt on it.
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Although the chipmunk was strong, it was too small and its two little paws were not very convenient to paddle. Therefore, the little guy was mainly responsible for sprinkling salt, while Shanfeng and the red panda were responsible for turning the meat slices. Each slice of meat was evenly sprinkled with salt on both sides and then piled into the bucket.
Don't let the red panda's cuteness fool you; it's surprisingly nimble when it comes to getting things done. With its little paws, it moves much faster than the mountain wind.
Once all the meat was marinated, Lin Qian asked the panda mother to rub it a little. She didn't need to use too much force; she just squeezed out the blood and let the salt infuse the flavor.
There's no other way; only giant panda mothers are best suited for this job because their rocky armor covers their fur, so there's no problem with fur getting inside.
As for other beasts, no, they're all covered in fur; if you stick your claws in, you'll get a clump of fur.
When the red panda and chipmunk were helping to rub salt, their fur got into the salt, let alone when they stuck their paws in.
It's best not to eat anything that involves hair, Lin Qian thought to himself that he was a tiger cub who valued quality of life.
After kneading, the panda mother put the bucket of marinated meat slices into the shed. Then the chipmunk asked his stepmother to make a bunch of ice blocks and pile them up. The weather was so hot that even under the shade of trees or in the shed, it was still just as hot.
The stepmother had abundant spiritual power; she froze over a dozen buckets of water, leaving a trace of ice energy inside, ensuring the ice would remain frozen for five hours.
After finishing its work, the little panda Chiliu squatted down next to Shanfeng. The little guy sat on the grass with a silly look on his face, his round eyes looking expectantly at Shanfeng as he started the fire, and drool was about to drip from the corner of his mouth.
Shanfeng couldn't help but reach out and pat its little head, then leaned closer and whispered, "We'll roast a deer today; it'll definitely satisfy your craving."
"Aww~~~" With a bright light in its dark eyes, the little panda immediately started happily circling around the mountain breeze.
Ever since eating barbecue, the little guy has fallen in love with it. Pandas are carnivores, and although they don't usually like raw meat, they absolutely love the aroma of barbecue. Even if it's just barbecued with salt, the little guy eats it with great relish.
If it weren't for the fact that the little guy was small and only needed two or three pieces per meal, Lin Qian really wouldn't have dared to let the little panda eat like that.
Although Lin Qian would occasionally let Shan Feng grill meat, ever since the cumin and other seasonings were no longer available, Tiger Dad and Tiger Mom didn't like to eat it anymore. Courage and the giant panda mom also didn't like to eat it. They felt that eating dry grilled meat was not as good as eating fresh and tender raw meat.
If they feel they need to replenish their salt, the four spirit beasts will either drink salt water or simply lick a mouthful of salt.
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