Chapter 147 Rope, Foot Soaking and Stinky Fruit (Part 1)
After catching the black fish, Chen Yu did not leave, but took back the remaining wooden talismans that had not been completely consumed.
There are not many left, dozens of them were released and only six or seven are still in good condition.
He put the basket back on his back and continued fishing.
There was a large mist lingering over the pool, which was very dense, but soon dissipated and became thinner.
There was a crash, and after waiting for half an hour, the float shook a few times, and he pulled it up, only to find a crucian carp two inches wide.
Just say there are fish here!
Chen Yu felt more and more that the reason why he couldn't catch the snakehead fish before was because of the snakehead fish. He looked at the fish basket in the water with a hemp rope pulled out from one end. The snakehead fish was very quiet inside and didn't make too much noise.
Quite interesting.
He didn't intend to eat the other person. There was only a few ounces of meat the size of a palm, and he couldn't tell the species of fish just by looking at it, so he couldn't eat it.
Mullet? It does look black, but it doesn't look like it.
It should be a fish that is unique to this world. I had never caught it a few times before, and I was not interested in eating fish, so I have no relevant impression in my memory.
Think about it for a while, and take it home for a while.
Just because it looked like it was eating meat, Chen Yu was a little unsure, so he put a loach and a few rice shrimps into the pool. It would be a disaster.
Put it in the water tank first.
After thinking about it, he made a decision. At the same time, he threw the fishing rod in his hand again. As for the crucian carp, he was thrown back into the pond. It was too small and he would raise it again.
The float stirred, trembled and trembled. The hand that was just about to withdraw was quickly pressed down and then lifted up. It turned out to be a prickly pear no bigger than a thumb, opening and closing its mouth.
Take it off the hook and throw it into the fish basket. Perhaps because it is too small, the black fish doesn't even bother to use its mouth. It just lets the fish jump back and forth, huddled in the corner and blows bubbles.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye it was evening. After half a day's work, I caught a lot more fish. I can only say that the effect of the spirit liquid earthworms is indeed outstanding.
The largest one weighed half a kilogram, and was a herring. The back was a deep holly color, and it looked fat and strong.
In addition, there was a grass carp, but it was too small, so he put it back. God knows how this guy thought of eating earthworms.
There were the most crucian carp in the pond. I raised the pole more than ten times, and out of the eight or nine fish in total, five were silver crucian carp.
Unfortunately, most of them were not very fat, so Chen Yu did not rush to take all the fish back, hoping that he could catch as many fish as possible next time.
He let them go when they needed to. Some of the injured ones probably couldn't survive, so he put them away and took them back to make soup.
After packing his things, Heiyu looked at the fangs, but for some reason he was getting along harmoniously with a few herring and crucian carp, neither jumping nor making trouble.
Wow!
He picked up the fish basket with the rope, looked inside, and weighed it up and down a few times. Chen Yu understood clearly that it weighed about two pounds, which was far inferior to the time he used the shrimp basket in the creek before, but it was still far better.
Anticipate.
“This is the real opening!”
The fishing rod finally tasted fresh, and pulling fish can be regarded as what I wanted.
After packing everything up, he put the basket on his back and turned across the stream and into the overgrown weeds, and soon disappeared.
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August 2nd.
Boom!
The thunder is still there. Although the sky has cleared up in the past two days, after entering August, the dry thunder that comes from time to time still makes people a little worried. They don't know when it will rain.
However, Chen Yu has been staying in the view these days and hasn't gone out much, so he doesn't really care.
The newly planted long white millet seedlings on the mountain have not grown yet. During these days, he was thinking about whether to water them with spiritual liquid. However, considering that there was not much spiritual energy left in Lingyuan, on the one hand, he also had to support the internal energy intake to strengthen his body.
, so I didn’t do it in the end.
Supporting a medicinal field is already a financial constraint, and Yamada probably won't use spiritual liquid to ripen it in the short term.
"Just wait a little longer."
Chen Yu didn't take it seriously. Ripening the spiritual liquid can speed up the growth and maturity of crops, and at the same time, it also has the effect of replenishing qi and blood.
But that's it. There is still a lot of yellow millet in the rice vat. The four kinds of grain chickens cultivated by clever ideas are still working hard to verify one by one. There is no need to spend energy on this in a short time.
You can just plant whatever you want in the fields. After all, long white millet requires no care and does not require weeding and watering like spring millet.
On the contrary, it was Yaotian that required him to put some thought into it.
After arriving at the courtyard, there was a square paved with flowers and plants, exuding a complex atmosphere mixed with various smells.
Chen Yu fanned in front of his nose, and his eyes fell on the 'Big Head' flower, which was the strongest. It was eight feet tall, a head taller than him.
A flower the size of a wooden barrel, with sixteen petals, a tall rhizome, and a skin covered with barbs and a layer of fine hairs.
And in the very center of the flower, there is a lump that looks like a tumor hanging - it looks really ugly, with uneven bumps and bumps, the skin is black and purple, and there are things like gravel rippling inside.
He didn't get close. This was originally a snow-white dandelion that could be seen everywhere on the roadside. Now, under the catalysis of inspiration, it turned into this appearance. The change was not small.
Chen Yu looked at the roots that were a bit gray and yellow, and knew that this was the result of inspiration. Finally, this strange-looking dandelion root had reached maturity.
But...how to deal with it?
He didn't touch it directly with his hands, but the odor that had been there before when the flowers were blooming was now extremely strong. Worried that there would be toxins, he wrapped the fruit with Qi.
Short-term exposure will not cause structural changes.
Assisted by the art of controlling objects, twist and take it off.
Instantly, an even more fishy smell hit his nostrils, causing him to take a few steps back. He waved his hands to expel a large amount of Qi, which condensed into wind and blew it clean.
This tastes so strong!
After a slight relief, Chen Yu moved closer, and when he looked again, he saw dense black and purple liquid droplets oozing out from the broken surface, gathering and flowing, and a stink that was even more pungent and even sore to the eyes came out.
His stomach was churning with acid, and even with his determination, he could hardly bear it. It was not as uncomfortable as when he devoured the mutated peach blossoms.
"..."
The Qi surged rapidly, and almost most of it was released. The layers were wrapped tightly, so that these smells were sealed inside.
He breathed a sigh of relief and felt that it was fortunate that he had not touched it with his hands just now. Otherwise, let alone whether it was poisonous or not, the smell alone would make him sick for ten days and a half.
He took the wooden box, put the plump and white fruit into it, sealed it tightly and put it aside.
As for the dandelion itself, he also dug it up. Fortunately, it seemed that all the odor and fishy smell had been absorbed by the fruit, with only some roots and flowers remaining, which was not severe.
Then, he looked at the other two mature ones, and these two were much better. After the mutation, only the fruit of the fusifolia became a little bigger and expanded several times, but the rest did not change much.
Fresh sheep are also much taller, but have no peculiar smell. During the excavation, they found a layer of sticky medium inside the damaged rhizomes, which looked somewhat similar to hemp.
Three freshly baked spiritual plants were placed in front of him. Chen Yu gave up the idea of letting Brother Chicken taste them. These things did not look edible.