Han Cheng still raised his neck and searched the branches inch by inch. Raising his head for a long time made his neck a little stiff and his head felt dizzy.
Should we postpone the raising of silkworms any longer?
This area is not that big. There are a total of twenty-eight mulberry trees with root diameters above the mouth of the bowl. He has already looked at more than half of them, but still no trace of silkworm cocoons.
He lowered his head, moved his stiff neck, and thought with some disappointment.
Why is this guy Fu Jiang missing?
He looked around and saw no sign of General Fu. He thought a little doubtfully and was about to call out twice.
"Son of God! Look!"
Mu Mu's voice of surprise suddenly sounded at this time. Han Cheng looked around and saw that under a mulberry tree as thick as a bowl, Mu Mu pointed his finger at the sky and faced himself, with a look of surprise on his face.
Fu Jiang loves to run around like crazy when he comes out. He has had the experience of disappearing before. Every time he runs for a while, he will come back.
With such a precedent, Han Cheng didn't think much about it this time. Seeing the appearance of the wood, he knew that the silkworm matter would most likely come to fruition.
Immediately he hurried to the wood, and the matter of summoning the lucky general was completely forgotten by him.
"look."
Wood pointed to a place above and spoke again.
Han Cheng looked in the direction he pointed, and after searching for a while, he saw a small thing hanging on a branch.
The thing was not big, probably no thicker than his little finger, and it was oval and stick-shaped.
I don’t know if it has been hung on a branch for a long time and has been exposed to wind and sun, so the skin is dark brown.
As the wind blew, it swayed, much like a hanged man who was not quite dead.
Han Chengyixi, there should be no mistake, this is it!
At that moment, I didn't need anyone else to do anything. I hugged the tree myself, climbed up slowly, climbed the branches, pulled over the mulberry branch with the 'hanged ghost' hanging on it, and broke it with my hands.
When I pulled up the branch, I was surprised to find that there were two hanging silkworm cocoons hanging next to the end of the branch.
Before getting down from the tree, he put the branch with the cocoon in front of his eyes and looked at it eagerly.
Han Cheng was no stranger to silkworms. He had raised them and played with them when he was a child. Sometimes he would put two or three silkworms in an empty matchbox and bring them to school as a rare item. He couldn't help but look at them quietly during class.
Han Cheng looked at the cocoon in front of him that spanned countless thousands of years. After the initial surprise, he was disappointed.
Because this silkworm cocoon was much smaller than the silkworms he had raised as a child in later generations.
Moreover, the cocoon is still thin, so if you pinch it with your hands, the cocoon will deflate.
With such a cocoon, I don’t know if one of the five will produce more silk in future generations.
Thinking like this, I couldn't help but shake my head and smile. Being able to find silkworm cocoons at this time is already very good. How can we pay so much attention to it?
The silkworms of later generations were cultivated after who knows how many generations. How can these wild silkworms compare with those that are thousands of years old?
Of course, thinking this way, it is inevitable to feel disappointed in my heart, because it means that silkworms have to be cultivated slowly like rapeseed, millet, and pheasants.
Holding the branch with the cocoon in his hand, Han Cheng slipped down from the tree. He plucked off a cocoon and turned it over to see that one end of the cocoon was broken and the hole was somewhat black.
As expected, the silkworm chrysalis inside was nowhere to be seen, and only some dried and shredded skin remained inside. It must have already transformed into moths, and after mating, they completely became immortals.
Han Cheng sniffed. It seemed that he would have to look for silkworms again next spring...
Before, I only thought about the cocoons left by silkworms in autumn, but I forgot about the fact that once the silkworms have spun their cocoons, they will break out of the cocoons in a few days, accomplish good things, and then die after laying eggs.
But it's okay, at least I'm sure that there are indeed silkworms here. Knowing this, as long as I am willing to work hard, I will be able to find the silkworms.
Of course, it is also very possible that before the silkworms are found, they are assassinated by the killer "Yang Lazi" hidden under the green leaves.
Han Cheng looked at the three silkworm cocoons in his hand, and then at the bare mulberry tree, and felt that something was wrong.
It is said that according to the speed at which silkworms can go through reincarnation in more than a month, their reproductive capacity will definitely not be lower than that of rabbits. Since there are silkworms here, there should be many silkworm cocoons hanging on this mulberry tree in autumn.
But now it is so rare, which is really puzzling.
Han Cheng's puzzlement only lasted a short moment. A group of noisy birds fluttered across the sky and dropped objects, which solved his doubts.
Looking at the wood that touched its nose and angrily threw stones at the bird that flew away, Han Cheng couldn't help but laugh. At the same time, his doubts about the number of wild silkworms were also eliminated.
Seeing the joyful expression on the Son of God's face, everyone gathered around to see what the Son of God was looking for.
The experience of more than a year has taught them that anyone who can be favored by the Son of God and treated with such solemnity is definitely not an ordinary person!
After seeing the true appearance of this thing, the senior brother and others couldn't help but look at each other in awe.
Apparently he couldn't figure out what the Son of God would do with such a thing.
Someone asked about the doubts in his heart, and Han Cheng, who was in a good mood, smiled and said: "Make clothes."
After speaking, he pulled the animal skin around his body with his hands and added: "Just like this."
After everyone understood what Han Cheng meant, they were even more puzzled. This fur was very comfortable to wear. Why did the Son of God insist on using this thing to make clothes?
And this thing is so small, how can it be easily worn on the body?
Could it be that I tied the handle of this thing with a thin rope and then wrapped it around my body?
This look is too weird.
But when the weather is hot, wearing this should be very cool...
Some people who like to use their brains started to develop their imagination after looking at the silkworm cocoon in Han Cheng's hand.
Han Cheng didn't know what this man was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely be amused.
The purpose of coming today has been achieved, and it is time to go back.
Han Cheng thought in a good mood and was about to take people back. He turned around and looked around, but he still didn't see any sign of General Fu.
This playful guy.
Han Cheng thought with annoyance and endearment, and then shouted:
"Fujiang~!"
The sound came far away in the empty forest.
After shouting twice, Han Chengli stood still and looked around, waiting for this guy who was so happy when he came out to come over.
In the past, as long as Han Cheng greeted him twice, Fu Jiang, who didn't know where he was hiding, would quickly come over at a sprint speed of 100 meters, sticking out his tongue, wagging his tail, and jumping around Han Cheng.
However, after waiting for a long time today, I didn't see that familiar figure.
Han Cheng's originally very relaxed heart suddenly jumped and he suddenly became nervous.
He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, told himself not to think nonsense, and then continued to call.
The voice was a bit louder than before, with anxiety and a hint of uneasiness in it.
The leafless forest was as quiet as ever. Except for a few small beasts not far away who were frightened by the sound and ran away without a trace, there was no other movement.
Han Cheng's heart skipped a beat and he asked everyone if anyone had noticed where Fu General had gone or when he disappeared.
Everyone only noticed this when Han Cheng called General Fu. At this time, they all thought hard after hearing the words. However, except that they knew that General Fu had been following him here, they didn't know the rest.
