The boiling soup made a sound as the lid of the pot moved.
The usually invisible sounds seemed to be amplified in this mountain forest at this moment, and spread far and wide.
Zhang Chi knew that what was in the pot was just an illusion. The meat in the pot was not completely rotten and the potatoes were not fully flavored. If he wanted to eat the best, he still needed a little patience.
Zhang Chi has this kind of patience, and so do Cannon and Bryan.
At this time, Cannon was slowly braiding several strands of leather strips. Each leather strip was almost the same width, and the edges were smoothed with a knife.
Cannon was sitting on a large boulder at the moment, pointing the leather strip in his hand in the direction of the firelight, weaving it very carefully, as if he was completing a work of art.
Brian is not idle either. He is dividing the leather at the moment. This is a piece of cowhide that Zhang Chi sent to the city a long time ago. Now the two of them are preparing to make a small bag.
They are not for ladies, nor for themselves. They are for others. How to count this person? Zhang Chi doesn’t know what to say, because these foreigners are indistinguishable from cousins. Zhang Chi
I really can't figure out the relationship between them.
By the way, he's a relative of the Blaine family, and Cannon is just helping.
Zhang Chi didn't say anything at this moment, and he didn't think that you are working for me now and can't do anything for others. In Zhang Chi's view, Cannon and Brian are both trustworthy and diligent people.
Humans are a rare species in the United States.
What BOSS wouldn't like someone who is willing to work hard for the little money he gets from hard work?
Watching the two of them busy working and waiting to eat at the same time, Zhang Chi, who was sitting in the hammock after waiting for a while, felt that he had to find something to do, otherwise he would be too bored.
What to do?
Working is definitely not allowed. Zhang Chi can't think of any work to do for a while. The things in his gourd are enough for him to live here for a year. There is no work that needs him to do.
After much deliberation, Zhang Chi thought it would be better to touch some peanuts and eat them.
Thinking of this, Zhang Chi dug into his suitcase and pretended to take out a few bags of peanuts, fried peanuts, and raw peanuts, fried in shells.
"Cannon, Bryan".
Zhang Chi took out two bags of peanuts and threw them at them respectively.
When Cannon and I saw him, they immediately stopped what they were doing, stretched out their hands, threw Zhang Chi over the bag and caught him.
Both of them knew what was in this bag, and they loved it from the bottom of their hearts. Americans don't eat peanuts like this. They either have peanut butter or honey-roasted peanuts.
Yes, you read that right, roasted peanuts with honey.
Oh my God, if you said you wanted to eat like this in China, most people would probably look at you blankly and think to themselves: What the hell is this way of eating?
Zhang Chi couldn't stand this thing anyway.
It may also be because Zhang Chi doesn't like sweets very much. He doesn't always like things with obvious sweetness. It's not that he can't eat them, but he doesn't think they are as delicious as salty and spicy flavors.
Zhang Chi also knows their tastes. Cannon prefers five-spice food, while Bryan prefers spicy food.
Zhang Chi himself likes the original flavor with a slight undertone. Anyway, it is called the original flavor. In fact, it only has a salty taste, but it is different from the fried one. I don’t know if it is due to technology and hard work, but Zhang Chi doesn’t care much.
, because he usually doesn’t use it for food.
After tearing open the packaging bag, Zhang Chi took off his shoes, sank into his hammock, shook his head and crossed his legs, pinched a peanut from the bag and put it in his mouth.
While chewing peanuts, letting the aroma of peanuts fill my mouth, I also admired the crescent moon in the sky. The night sky at this moment was blurry and deep, peaceful and mysterious.
This color is indescribable. You can call it blue, but it’s a little darker. You can call it black, and it’s bright and specious.
Zhang Chi is not literate. If he was literate, he would have to write a few sentences about high and low. A sentence about flying down three thousand feet might be able to be written in a whole article.
It's a pity that Zhang Chi didn't have any ink in his stomach. He looked at the sky and ate peanuts, and he could only sigh: This moon is so beautiful!
I was looking at the moon when suddenly two barking sounds sounded in my ears.
Turning his head and looking around, he found that Erhu was looking up in his direction.
Turning his head again, Zhang Chi found a little squirrel lying on the tree trunk and looking at him. The little squirrel was only less than twenty centimeters away from the rope of his hammock.
Squeak!
The little guy yelled at Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi has a gourd, but it doesn't mean he understands animal language, so the little one squeaked, and Zhang Chi had no choice but to say to it: "What do you want to say?"
After a while, Zhang Chi finally came to his senses. Maybe the little thing felt that his hammock occupied its territory, so he came over to protest.
"You are so courageous. What's going on? Have you become a liar? You are very courageous. Are you not afraid of death?"
Zhang Chi smiled at the little squirrel and said.
As Zhang Chi spoke, Cannon and Brian both stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Zhang Chi.
When they found their boss talking to a little squirrel lying on the tree, the two of them didn't think there was anything strange.
Not only did the two of them not find it strange, but they felt that their BOSS had the ability to communicate with animals. If you don’t believe it, take a look at the pasture, from Daniel and Erhu to Shiren and Bai Lao. If you want to say who they like the most, it’s definitely
He is his own BOSS. Even if Cannon works with Daniel and Erhu all day long, Daniel and Erhu are far better to Zhang Chi than Cannon.
Cannon also understands that Daniel and Two Tigers regard Zhang Chi as their master. Do they think he? Maybe in the minds of the two dogs, they all think that Cannon and Bryan are just like his two dogs.
It's the master's job.
The two lowered their heads and continued working. The only sounds left in the camp were Zhang Chi and the little squirrel Digu, as well as the sound of water vapor pushing against the pot lid.
The little squirrel was not afraid of people. It stared at Zhang Chi with its big eyes and called out from time to time.
The squirrels in the West are called fox squirrels, and most of them are this species. They are gray in color and have large tails.
Zhang Chi saw that the little thing had been barking for a long time, so he sat on the hammock, took out a peanut from the bag, and brought it to the little squirrel.
When the little squirrel saw Peanut, it was stunned for a moment, and instinctively jumped to the back of the tree trunk, so that it could not see Zhang Chi. It probably thought that Zhang Chi would not know where it was.
Seeing that the little squirrel was hiding, Zhang Chi peeled the peanuts, threw them into his mouth and started chewing them.
Squeak!
Soon the little thing's head popped up again and continued to scream at Zhang Chi.
How could Zhang Chi move because the little squirrel was calling? Besides, where could he move? The only two trees in this place were close to the fire. He couldn't stay away from the fire. Although Zhang Chi was not afraid,
But it would be strange if old guy Cannon would give in.
It is estimated that as long as Zhang Chi sleeps far away, Cannon will assume that his boss will be dragged away by wolves tonight.
"Stingy guy, what's wrong with occupying me all night tonight?"
Zhang Chi now has time to chat with the little squirrel.
Squeak!
The little thing continued to cry.
Zhang Chi also continued to talk.
Neither one nor the squirrel knew what the other party was talking about, but from the outside, the talk was quite lively.
Zhang Chi once again sent the peanuts over.
This time the little thing hid, but maybe it was because it had been arguing with Zhang Chi for a long time and Zhang Chi didn't hurt it, so it became bolder.
The little squirrel stretched out its two little paws and took the peanuts sent by Zhang Chi. The little squirrel stuffed the peanuts into its mouth with the shells intact.
Originally, Zhang Chi thought he was going to knock it after stuffing it into his mouth, but who knew that the little thing's mouth stopped moving, and his body seemed to have been stabilized by someone. It stood motionless, without even turning its eyelids, and it looked like it was alive.
Like a wax figure.
Hey~~~! Hey~~~!
"Poisoned to death by human additives?" Zhang Chi stretched out his finger and tapped a little on Xiaosong's belly.
The belly is very soft and warm.
When Zhang Chi poked the little squirrel in the belly with his finger, the little guy actually pushed Zhang Chi.
"What are you doing? Playing dead? I have someone at home who is much better at this than you," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
After saying that, he took another peanut from the bag.
The little guy took it and stuffed it into his mouth again.
Zhang Chi then continued to send it, and the squirrel continued to stuff it.
Good guy!
After a while, Zhang Chi felt that the cheeks of this little thing were so amazing. Originally, Zhang Chi thought that it could hold three or four peanuts at most, but now six or seven peanuts were put in. When Zhang Chi returned it, the little thing could still be stuffed.
!
"Okay, you!"
Zhang Chi scratched the little squirrel's belly with his fingers in admiration.
The little squirrel once again pushed Zhang Chi's finger away with his hand, but this time the little squirrel's hand did not let go, but held Zhang Chi's finger.
"More?"
Zhang Chi understood now.
Two more peanuts were given, and the little guy couldn't hold them in his mouth. He put this one in and removed that one. He picked it up and put it in his mouth again, and the other one fell out.
After wandering around like this for a few minutes, the little squirrel probably knew that he couldn't take it with him in one trip, so he reluctantly turned around in three steps, looked at the peanut that Zhang Chi had placed on the knot of the hammock, and turned it up the tree.
passed.
"BOSS, your new friend is not very good. He brought something with him when he left, but he brought nothing for you when he came back."
Brian looked at the little squirrel coming back and joked to Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi said: "I am the kind of person who likes people and things. What we pay attention to is rapport."
As he spoke, Zhang Chi continued to scratch the little squirrel's belly.
Just when Zhang Chi was happy, two more squeaking sounds suddenly sounded.
Zhang Chi saw another squirrel climbing over the tree, and immediately gave the first squirrel a beating.
It was really a beating! Zhang Chi was a little dumbfounded.