Su Xing found that white melon seeds are a great food. They are not only delicious and filling the stomach, but also more resistant to storage than fruits.

Especially the advantage of storage resistance makes Su Xing, who likes to stock up on food like a hamster, likes it very much.

Since then, Su Xing has to visit the white melon seeds and flower fields once a day, and eat and take them.

This time no animal dared to come and snatch him.

Since he fought with the Red Hair Bird, the Black Dragon has been watching him very closely. He follows him wherever he goes, and his eyes never leave him for a moment.

Su Xing is also happy to be taken care of by the Black Dragon.

Although he won the fight with the Red Haired Bird, several flying feathers were pulled out, and his flying ability was greatly reduced. If he encountered a fast beast, he might not be able to escape.

The Black Dragon Mother guarded him, which made him feel at ease.

Su Xing fluttered in the orange-red flower field, biting down the full flowers, piled them together, and took them all back when they returned to the nest.

The black dragon patrolled the flower fields, digging holes from time to time, grabbing a few rabbit-shaped beasts from the ground, or poking their claws into the tree holes and taking out something from it.

When the Black Dragon handed a handful of nuts and plant stems to Su Xing, Su Xing was shocked.

What kind of animal did Long take out the granary for winter?

Among these nuts, except for the white melon seeds that Su Xing is familiar with, he does not recognize most of the remaining ones.

As for plant stems, he has never seen any of them.

But those that can be stored by animals must be eaten.

Su Xing tentatively took a bite of the white plant stem, and his eyes lit up.

The pink and sweet are sweeter than potatoes, but not as sweet as sweet potatoes. It is more like sweet potatoes. I wonder if I can be roasted and eaten, but Su Xing has already been looking forward to it.

Very good, everyone's storage of food is great, now they are mine.

Su Xing chirped at the black dragon and flapped his wings, saying that he liked them very much.

Especially the stem that looked like a sweet potato, Su Xing deliberately bit it several times in front of the black dragon, pecking the surface of it into a pothole.

The black dragon's golden vertical pupils turned, and it placed these nut stems in the place where Su Xing piled up the white melon seeds, then pinched a piece of sweet potato and sniffed it, and continued to dig the soil.

When Su Xing ate the white melon seeds scattered on the ground and ate it and came out of the flower field, he saw a large number of sweet potato stems piled up next to the ground where the white melon seeds were piled up.

They are round and plump in appearance and are extremely large, and each one is several times larger than it is taken out of the animal cave.

I actually found it, there are so many more, my mother is so awesome!

Su Xing flew to the top of the black dragon's head excitedly, forgot that he had missing a few flying feathers. The landing position was not well calculated, so he sat on the black dragon's forehead and slid all the way to the tip of the black dragon's nose.

The black dragon who was lowering his head to clean the soil on his claws: "?"

The narrow vertical pupils moved to the middle and looked at the hairball lying on the tip of the nose.

Take a sip first.

"Chee..."

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Bring the harvest of the day back to the cave, and dinner is of course roasted sweet potatoes, provided Su Xing can roast it.

Huhuhu--

Chirp—

Su Xing flapped his wings at the sweet potato and tried hard to spit fire.

There was no fire, and even the temperature of the sweet potato did not even rise.

Su Xing was hit hard and began to wonder if he was a dragon cub.

If he were mother's cub, how could he not spit fire?

Did the flames really spew out when he broke his shell? Could it be his hallucination?

Su Xing felt wronged and sad, so he rushed towards the black dragon and buried his face on the black dragon scales.

"Chirky..."

Mom, am I really a dragon cub? Why can’t I spit out the fire?

The black dragon vaguely understood what he meant and his eyes wandered.

While Su Xing was not paying attention, it stuck out its tongue and licked the sweet potato, leaving ambergris behind.

"Roar."

The black dragon lightly urged Su Xing, let him turn around, face the sweet potato, and encouraged him to try again.

Su Xing opened his mouth with disconfidence and breathed a sigh of relief.

The faint blue flame suddenly ignited from the sweet potatoes, and instantly wrapped the whole sweet potatoes.

Su Xing: "?!!"

He succeeded! He spitted out the fire! It was still the same dark blue as my mother's fire!

But wasn’t the orange fire that day the shell broke?

No matter what, these small details are not important.

"Chirr!"

I am indeed a dragon cub, of course I am a dragon cub, my mother's cub!

Su Xing became confident, and he was worried that the fire would be put out and continued to blow hard.

Huhu--

The orange flame came out of his mouth and poured into the dark blue flame, intertwined with it.

The black dragon suddenly opened his eyes wide, unconsciously supporting his body, staring at the two intertwined flames.

Its gaze moved from the flame to the small fur ball that was still flapping its wings.

A small tender yellow figure reflected in the golden dragon's eyes.

Su Xing was tired and gasped.

He sensed the Black Dragon's gaze, looked up, faced the Black Dragon's gaze, and proudly raised his small breasts.

"Chirp!"

Mom, look at me as amazing!

"Roar...roar~"

The black dragon paused, and then let out a low cry of admiration in his throat.

Su Xing, who was praised, was very happy, with her black little bean eyes shining.

Hey, where does this burnt smell come from?

Su Xing turned around and saw that the originally white plant stems turned into a black and unknown object, and there were also wisps of flames jumping on it.

Ah! Huh! Huh!

Su Xing was anxious and wanted to blow out the flames.

This blow, the fire burned even more vigorously.

"Yeah..."

The first sweet potato was burned into coke.

Su Xing learned his lesson and controlled the heat, and the second sweet potato was successfully burned.

It was because I had consumed too much energy before, and the second sweet potato was only half cooked.

However, Su Xing was very happy to eat. The black dragon he fed was also carefully sensing the sweet and pink taste in his mouth, and swallowed it all without taking it in his mouth.

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The orange petals gradually withered and withered, leaving only plump flower holders filled with seeds, attracting many small animals to eat.

Su Xing also accelerated the collection speed.

Not only white melon seeds, but also grass seeds, tubers, nuts, fruits... He collected all the food he ate, like a busy hamster.

If you store too much fruit and can't finish it, some will shrink, dehydrate and become shriveled, and some will grow mold.

The black dragon was the first to discover these broken fruits and swept them out of the cave.

Su Xing was busy for a month and had a rare sleep. When he woke up, he found that he had not seen half of the fruits he had stored, not to mention how devastated he was.

"Roar."

The black dragon brought the newly brought back a tree of fruit to Su Xing, trying to comfort him.

"Yeah..."

Different, he wants new fruits and old ones.

As long as he brings back the cave food, he will feel uncomfortable losing one.
To be continued...