Chapter 77 76. I won’t smoke anymore

I won’t eat poison?

How can you know if it is poisonous if you don't eat it? How much is considered poisonous? Don't you have to practice it?

Anyway, Huaiyu looked at the large tracts of bamboo lying on the ground whose roots had been cut off by Kuang Biao, and felt heartbroken at the thought of missing them.

It’s only the beginning of April, and bamboo is just beginning to grow!

Originally, the bamboo shoots in the ground had to be dug out with a hoe, but now, they can be directly broken off from the roots without any effort.

The backpack she brought couldn't even hold a few big and fat bamboo shoots.

Huaiyu glanced at Kuang Biao secretly and smiled respectfully and politely: "You can speak now, now lie down here and take a short nap...it should be no problem."

Kuang Biao was so silent that his leaves didn't move. After a while, he cursed: "Are you stupid? I'm running naked now! Look at my roots! Can they be exposed to the sun?"

Huaiyu pointed to his empty backpack and said, "But I came into the mountains to find something to eat. Without food, I'll starve to death. How can I have the energy to take you down the mountain to plant?"

"If it doesn't work out, Uncle Kuang Biao, just find a random place on the mountain to settle down."

After saying this, Kuang Biao fell silent again, and then he snorted and said:

"What do you know? These trees have no pattern at all. When I said I wanted a place to take root and grow, they said I could grow as much as I wanted."

"When I really grew up, they said I was too overbearing. My underground roots occupied space year after year and absorbed nutrients like crazy. Even the fallen leaves with phenolic acid made it difficult for other plants to grow. They would criticize me..."

"I just want to grow faster. What's wrong with that? That's how we grow! I grow as fast as a tree. Can you blame me?"

He concluded proudly: "Humph, just an excuse for the weak!"

Huaiyu understood.

This bamboo madman in front of us can't beat these trees in a fight, but he is very good at talking! No wonder he is the only one who can speak human language in the whole mountain.

There are only three ways to grow bamboo.

In the first year, it takes root and occupies all the underground space. It doesn't matter whether it grows or not, it occupies it anyway.

In the second year, I absorbed nutrients like crazy, all kinds of nutrients. The main focus was on being crazy.

The third year? Is there any need to consider the third year? Shoots sprout, grow taller, grow so tall that they occupy the sky!

Hey!

The plants underneath have neither sunlight nor nutrients, and they can neither live nor die. Who can blame them for being such a domineering grass?

Anyway, Kuang Biao lay there groaning and didn't ask whether he could continue lying down, but Huai Yu agreed and dumped the bamboo shoots he had just collected onto the ground.

Wu Yue used the small knife he had given as compensation to cut hard and began to cut and skin them one by one.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s old or new, what’s important is that she has to bring as much as possible, blanch it in water and then dry it in the sun, so that whether she stores it or sells it…

Hey, it rhymes! Huaiyu tried to be cheerful in the midst of hardship. Although he would have to carry this crazy beast down the mountain to find a place to stay, at least he was still alive. He could only be optimistic for now.

Where should we plant it after carrying it down the mountain?

If I plant roses next to the corridor, will she hit herself?

So who is better between the two? The Rose Corridor should be more powerful. After all, she can stop the plants in the wasteland from expanding...

The sound of peeling bamboo shoots, "Kuachacha", rang out in the silent forest. After peeling all the bamboo shoots, only 1/3 of the basket was left. Huai Yu glanced at Kuang Biao quietly, then took the shovel and went to the bamboo forest again.

As she walked, she turned back and looked at the tender bamboo core - although it was very tea-like, the water nowadays was not so clear and sweet, so it should be okay to pick some bamboo core and soak it in water...

The bamboos just happened to have fallen to the ground, so it was convenient for me to pick them.

Most of the work related to bamboo is quite stress-relieving.

Huaiyu had just played a few hand shakes and was getting into the mood when he saw Kuangbiao, who was lying beside him, do a somersault - and failed.

The upper half of the bamboo leaves were about to stand up, and then fell back to the ground.

He became even more furious:

"You're addicted to picking bamboo, aren't you? What's the matter? I have to make use of everything I have! Why don't you drag the bamboo poles back and cut them to make bamboo rice?"

Although this Kuang Biao has a bad mouth, he is still good at bamboo.

Huaiyu became even bolder because of this, and said in surprise: "Uncle, we really have the same thoughts!"

"The bamboo tube used to steam bamboo rice can also be baked into bamboo charcoal, which is just right for filtering water! The handful of peanut shells I have at home are too few, and it feels like they are not enough."

Well, after all, it’s still Oda who is not up to the mark!

Zhu Kuangbiao has been domineering all his life, and he has never heard such shameless remarks since he mutated. At this moment, he was so angry that his whole body was shaking!

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

Huaiyu still remembered the creaking sound of his bamboo leaves, and hurriedly tried to comfort him: "Uncle, don't be angry! I'm too poor, I can't even afford a drink of clean water... Otherwise, look, how come I'm the only one who came to such a big Sanqing Mountain?"

Kuang Biao snorted: "Who said you were the only one? There are clearly other explorers on the trail on the other side of the mountain!"

But that was two hills away, steep cliffs. He muttered, but in the end he acquiesced to Huai Yu's action: "I won't smoke anymore after this one!"

"Okay!" Huaiyu obediently threw the bamboo core into the basket, and his hands were empty again.

After all this trouble, the sun was setting. Huaiyu had already pulled out four, five, six, or seven bamboo shoots, and carried a full basket of tender yellowish bamboo shoots. Then she realized: "Ah!"

"Are you ready?" Kuang Biao woke up from his nap and said subconsciously, "This is the last one. I really have to leave after this one."

Huaiyu then looked at the sleeping bag under his backpack and said worriedly, "I was planning to spend the night in the mountains..."

But now...

The bamboo shoots in the basket can't survive overnight, and the mad tiger in front of me probably can't survive overnight either...

A thick dusk had gradually formed in the jungle. Huai Yu sighed depressedly, then withdrew his hand, walked up to Kuang Biao and looked him over.

"Uncle, I'm holding your feet."

She hugged the bamboo root and dragged the thick bamboo down the mountain. Kuang Biao laughed at her, "You are narrow-minded! Although I can speak human language, how can I be the same as humans? There is no difference between head and feet on my body - hey, walk faster! Drag me down the mountain now and plant me in the early morning. I can still drink some morning dew in the morning."

Huaiyu is so helpless——

"But the basket on me is so heavy!"

The basket was full of bamboo shoots, and the gaps were filled with bamboo cores. It was only because she had enough to eat and worked every day that she had some strength, otherwise she would have been unable to move.

Now I have to drag a bamboo...

Most importantly,

"It's dark now, and I didn't bring a flashlight. I can't see the road clearly, uncle... Otherwise, I'll drag you to the place I found to spend the night, and you can just hold on for another night."

Update 2, good night here! If you are not satisfied, you can watch "Song Tan Ji Shi"!

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