Chapter 213 Termite Family
Chu Qiao smiled and quickly pinched the termite that was fighting back desperately off the little tongue and threw it to the ground.
The ant, stained with Xiao Diao's saliva, rolled in the ground, stumbling forward, its will to survive strong. Chu Qiao pulled back the unwilling Xiao Diao.
"Don't eat them. Leave them alive. If you continue to mess with these termites, your family will be destroyed."
[I feel sorry for Xiao Diao for a second...]
[Master Chu, is Xiao Diao okay? ]
【Don't be careless, could it be poisonous? 】
Right, right, right.
Chu Qiao waved his hand and picked up a termite. "This type of termite is no different from ordinary insects. It's not poisonous, unlike mountain ants, which secrete toxins. When a termite bites someone, it just turns red, and it won't cause bacterial infection."
"Although it's not poisonous, it can be very destructive."
"Especially in the south of Beidou Country, the weather is hot and humid, and termites reproduce in large numbers in the summer."
"If you encounter a large number of termites in the wild, don't be afraid, just avoid them. However, if termites appear in your home, you must hire a professional extermination company to eliminate them, otherwise all your wooden furniture will be destroyed."
As he spoke, Chu Qiao swept out the few termites inside the nest with leaves.
Termites are reluctant to leave and want to protect their home.
Chu Qiao apologized, "I'm sorry, I had no choice."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a white fleshy worm in the underground palace exposed to the air, with a large number of termites gathered around it.
Chu Qiao pointed at the white flesh worm and licked his lips.
[It's over, Master Chu has changed his mind.]
[Master Chu, this doesn't look tasty.]
[Does Master Chu care whether something is delicious or not? 】
[Mr. Chu wants protein.]
Chu Qiao looked at the damaged termite nest and shook his head: "I won't eat it anymore. I'll leave some space for others."
"This isn't just any bug; it's a queen. A termite queen is like a giant egg-laying machine, laying 30,000 eggs a day, equivalent to one-third of her own body weight. Within a colony, the queen determines the colony's survival and extinction. Once captured, the colony ceases to exist. She's also incredibly long-lived. The first queens of higher families can live 60-70 years, but the average lifespan is 15-30 years, with the longest reaching over 100 years."
[I'll go, live longer than me.]
[There are still many more.]
This is why termites are so difficult to eradicate.
Chu Qiao looked down at the colony of termites next to the queen ant and pointed at a large termite: "This is the termite king. The white spots on the queen ant's body are eggs. The rest are in different shapes, including workers, soldiers, and larvae.
Termites are social insects composed of various castes. In higher-level termites, a pair of wingless male and female reproductive ants preside over the colony. The queen often lives with the males in a specially constructed "palace." This "palace" is typically located in a secluded area of the nest, with small openings above and below for worker and soldier ants to pass through. The queen resides deep within the palace, solely responsible for laying eggs.
[Polyandry?]
[I go, I admire it.]
[Isn’t the person upstairs afraid of being beaten by the man? ]
[Here at Master Chu, men and women are equal, okay? ]
As she carried the nest and headed towards the chosen lakeside campsite, she began, "Men and women are equal, but we can't go too far. When I say equality, I mean that men and women have equal opportunities and rights..."
【Little Chicken: Master Chu is right.】
[Brother Feng gave Master Chu a plane—666.]
[A peaceful and prosperous country gifted Mr. Chu a car—that makes sense.]
Chu Qiao saw the ham by the lake from afar. The flames were almost invisible, and only a few reddish sparks remained on the charred wood.
Chu Qiao quickly placed two dry branches on top of it. She leaned over with her face on the ground and blew gently at the charcoal that was about to burn out. As the air slowly flowed, the red color on the wood glowed and sparks appeared.
Chu Qiao didn't dare to be careless. Even with a fire bow, it would take more than half an hour to light a fire each time.
Chu Qiao continued to blow on the firewood, and Xiao Diao held a thin branch in his mouth and gave it to her. Suddenly, a red flame emerged.
Chu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, cleaned off the dust on his body, stood up and prepared to fire the pottery jar with peace of mind.
Chu Qiao looked at the tools around him and said to the camera, "Some people have questioned me before, saying that I can't make pottery because I don't have a kiln. Indeed, a kiln is very important for firing pottery, so we must first build a kiln for firing pottery."
"Given the current conditions, I can only build a simple version with stones."
Chu Qiao did what he said. He moved a lot of relatively flat stones and piled them up to form a rectangle that was one meter long and half a meter wide, and hollow inside.
"The kiln can't be built too low, because the lower part needs to be filled with a lot of thick firewood, and clay pots are placed on the firewood."
As he spoke, Chu Qiao went around and brought back a lot of stones.
The little one followed the meeting happily, holding a small stone in his mouth.
Chu Qiao used stones to raise the rectangular kiln, which was one meter long and half a meter wide, to a height of 60 centimeters.
"This kiln is only half done. The rest will be sealed when the kiln is fired."
"Now we are moving on to the most crucial part, kneading the pottery."
She dug a hole in the ground with a diameter of half a meter and a depth of 30 centimeters. She smashed the termite nest she had brought back with stones and placed them all in the hole.
Then he used lotus leaves to get some water from the lake and poured it into the pit. The red mud that had been beaten into powder was instantly submerged in the water. Chu Qiao used his hands to mix the mud and water together like dough.
"Now, we need to bring out our secret weapon."
After Chu Qiao finished speaking, everyone suddenly became curious:
[Secret weapon. I remember Master Chu didn't bring any tools this time.]
【Is there something else hidden? 】
[The anchor probably has a team behind him to help him get the things.]
[I can prove that Master Chu is definitely not that person. He almost died on Python Island last time.]
Chu Qiao had a malicious smile on his face. He took off his straw sandals and put his little feet, which were not very white due to the ultraviolet rays, into the mud pit.
[Peace and prosperity: Hahahaha…]
[Chicken: Secret weapon?]
[666, this operation is awesome.]
[Are you sure this is porcelain? This is something that will be imported in the future.]
[The one upstairs is new, identification completed.]
Chu Qiao stood in the pit, stepping up and down non-stop. As she moved, some of the water mixed with the soil, while some slowly seeped into the ground.
The mud in the pit stuck to Chu Qiao's feet and became sticky. In less than five minutes, it turned from muddy water into mud, and then from mud into solid mud blocks.
Chu Qiao jumped out of the mud pit, washed his feet with lake water, and dug out the mud from the pit.
"This level of softness and hardness is just right, we can move on to the next step."
[Master Chu, please make a cup first.]
【Bowl, first get a bowl. 】
[Master Chu, four-piece set, pots, pans, and bowls]
【It's you who's upstairs. 】
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