Chapter 312 311. The Brilliant Pheasant [asking for monthly ticket]

A beehive?! Huaiyu was ecstatic! But then she became depressed again, because the nearly spherical giant beehive in front of her seemed to be made of paper. Although she didn't see many bees coming in and out at night, she could tell that it was not the beehive she wanted.

Come to think of it, the rest area is a place where people are often present. If it were really a bee, it would have been picked up along with the hive by now. How could it be her turn?

This specially made, nearly spherical honeycomb made of paper is obviously a hornet's nest.

Wasps build their nests by swallowing plant fibers and clay, then mixing them with their own saliva. This is completely different from the way bees make honey from pollen, and is completely worthless.

Moreover, the reason they built the nest was purely for reproduction. Presumably, no one came to the wilderness during the hot summer, so they took advantage of the time difference to build the nest.

but……

Huaiyu was a little hesitant.

Although the hornet's nest is useless, the osmanthus flowers in front of me are really fragrant!

Sweet osmanthus is not a rare species. Thinking of this, Huaiyu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed: when I was busy going to the city before, I didn't go to the residential area. It is said that there are still many sweet osmanthus trees. It would be good to move one back to plant or take cuttings!

But it was not worth attracting wasps for a few osmanthus flowers at the moment. After thinking it over, she finally walked to the other side with the lamp in hand.

The jungle in autumn has no less resources than that in spring, but it is night now and the solar lights can only illuminate a limited area. Huai Yu was afraid that he would find the wrong wild vegetables, so after a lot of trouble, he returned with only a bag of purslane and shepherd's purse.

The blazing fire in the rest area was like a stable landmark. No matter where you went in the forest, you could see the exact location just by looking back.

But when she returned, Zhou Qian was nowhere to be seen.

Huaiyu was not in a hurry. He just took out warm water from the kettle and picked and washed the wild vegetables in front of him one by one.

There are no eggs to go with shepherd's purse, but there are a lot of dry and hard-to-chew wild boar meat shreds. Just chop them together and cook them into wild vegetable paste.

Purslane can be blanched and then stir-fried with sauce - it's more comfortable to eat something hot in this season. The strong flavor of the sauce can cover up its own grassy smell. Huaiyu thought about it for a while and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

Only then did she open the trunk: "Just play in the open space in the middle, don't go deep into the woods easily, otherwise the hornet may become so powerful after its mutation, what will we do if we can't defeat it!"

Poor Fatty was still dizzy. Huaiyu took down the entire planting box. Its thin tentacles stretched on the ground for a long time before it finally pulled itself out of the soil.

The leaves above my head were swaying, and even if I stuffed it into the walker, it still felt top-heavy.

"Fatty..." This made Huaiyu feel distressed.

However, Da Pang shook his head, and his roots dug deep into the ground, leaving only his head exposed, and he stammered to comfort her:

“It’s not the same! I, I, I like it!”

Of course! The soil deep in the wilderness is naturally slightly different from that in other places. Seeing that Da Pang was dizzy but did not look that uncomfortable, Huai Yu was relieved.

During this period of tossing and turning, Da Pang flapped off two or three whiskers, which mixed with the dust on the ground under the light. Huai Yu thought about it and finally put them away.

The chickens were wandering around, not used to the cold outside. Besides, it was dark now, and if they were at home, this would be their rest time.

So the three females and one male came down to stroll around for a few laps, each of them pooped, pecked a few pebbles, and then fluttered back to the carriage. The carriage was warm, there was no wind, and the nest was soft... and it was quite good to sleep in the carriage during the day.

The chickens like it very much.

The self-awareness and regularity in it made Huaiyu unable to help but hug the eldest and second cubs and praise them again.

Education outsourcing is quite suitable!

Kataro was reluctant to get off the car either - he had collected a lot of strange species at the rest area at noon, and now was the time to get busy. Plus, as night fell, even the wilderness in late autumn became colder...

It also chose to stay in the warm carriage. If Huaiyu could replace the small basket in front of it with a bigger one, it would be more satisfied! Huaiyu really took out the balls it had just made. Probably because of the new plants, the colors of these balls were very different from the ones that were commonly seen before, but the specific effects were still unclear.

Huaiyu thought about it, took out a few and put them in his pocket, and decided to make tea with them later to see if the eldest and second sons liked them.

Among the group of guys we brought, only the eldest and second oldest were covered in sea urchin hair, but they were fluttering around outside, looking calm and at ease.

Seeing that Huai Yu had already started a fire, the two cubs found some scattered firewood nearby without any instructions and then broke them with a snap.

This behavior made Huaiyu silent.

She swore that she was not such a hardworking and proactive person, so how come all the children she raised were model workers? Looking at these two hardworking little guys who were not afraid of the severe cold, and then looking at the old leaves and wild vegetable roots that she had picked out to feed them, Huaiyu suddenly felt so guilty!

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, you are about to be skinned! But the eldest and second cubs eat whatever they have, and Huaiyu still can't figure out what they like to eat, meat or vegetables? After thinking about it, he had to grab a handful of wild boar meat and mix it with the wild vegetables as usual.

The two goslings were completely unaware of her self-reflection. They were enjoying the poking fun, poking at the remaining wood piles in the rest area and even stepping into the grass.

Huaiyu saw this and quickly warned: "Don't go over there, there are mutant wasps over there."

“Ah! Ah!”

The two goslings flapped their wings, which were also covered with steel thorns, to indicate that they heard the sound.

Just at this moment, Zhou Qian also came back with a pheasant.

This is a very gorgeous mutant pheasant. Its physique is even bigger than the domesticated geese before the disaster, and its feathers are shining brightly. Even though it is dead now, its feathers can't hide its bright color under the blazing firelight.

No wonder Zhou Qian caught him in the middle of the night. He is really not low-key! Huai Yu was happy: "Did you bleed?"

"Yes." Zhou Qian added some firewood to the fire and moved the kettle closer. "It stabbed into the stomach, but it probably didn't break the gallbladder. Then it started bleeding immediately."

Huaiyu also hurried back to the carriage and fetched a stainless steel basin, telling him to put the pheasant in it. While pouring the boiling water from the kettle, he said regretfully, "The tail hair should have been plucked off and put in a vase. It looks very beautiful!"

Zhou Qian laughed: "Don't worry, you will definitely meet one again. I will catch you a better-looking one next time."

However, after the chicken feathers that have been blanched in boiling water dry, it shouldn’t affect their appearance, right?

Update 1, I will catch up with the full attendance. Then I will have a meal and go to the next door to write a close-up! This difficult September is finally over!

Monthly tickets...are there any left? I don't want them, I'm just afraid they will expire and be wasted... (Cha Yan)