Chapter 50
Generally, Suaeda salsa does not turn red, but the Suaeda salsa here does. It is probably related to the mineral content of the soil here. In his original world, there was a wetland next to the beach full of alkali that would turn red in autumn. Pong.
This plant has many benefits.
First of all, its seedlings and adults can be eaten as vegetables, especially the seedlings. At the same time, the seeds can also be pressed for oil, and it can also be fried in a pot. The taste is said to be comparable to that of sesame seeds.
Secondly, it also has medical and health care functions. Eating this vegetable in moderation has a certain effect on rheumatoid arthritis, asthma, obesity, diabetes and other diseases, and also has various effects such as inhibiting the growth of cancer cells and anti-aging.
Finally, you burn it to ashes, which can also be used as salt and alkali. In the ancient times of the original world, some people used the ashes of this plant as salt, and later people used this soda ash to knead noodles. It is said that the kneaded noodles will be very strong.
The surprise came too suddenly and too plump, which made Yan Mo maintain the same posture for a long time.
This place isn't ideal, but it's a good place to be.
If he can find a suitable place to live near here, he should be able to live a good life, right?
The place to live should not be too close to the salt lake, but it should not be too far away. For example, the land in front of the rocky mountain in the northwest close to the woods is very good, and the reflection is not obvious, and there seems to be a river-like water source there.
Build houses with stones, cultivate fields on the nearby grasslands, and hunt in the woods and grasslands. In the distance, there is a super-large lake like an inland sea for fishing. This salt lake can be used for salt, and the seeds of Suaeda salsa can be used to squeeze out food. Oil, maybe even make him toss out soap.
Just when Yan Mo had already begun to imagine that he led a group of primitive people to slaughter the Quartet, establish a city, establish a state, establish a country, establish himself as a king, and worship from all directions, when he made a lot of money by selling salt and became very rich. , The huge black shadow approached, and the wings brought a gust of wind. Yan Mo's body was swayed, and he raised his head subconsciously, and immediately faced the arrogant birdman's face.
Someone caught in a daydream wakes up instantly.
He is still under the control of a bird, and he himself is an aboriginal male auxiliary professional who has no knowledge but not much fighting ability.
Not to mention the unrealistic ambition of establishing a country and becoming a king by himself, it is a problem that he can live in this bird's nest for a few days now.
He also thought about jumping off without hesitation. According to his healing ability, he might recover enough to get up and walk in a few days.
But in the past few days, he had to ensure that his broken body would not be eaten by this human-faced bird or other birds, shòu, insects, etc. He didn't want to be the god-given feast like the blond angel - he couldn't finish it, so the nearby creatures wouldn't be happy to die? Maybe he will stay by his side from now on, take a bite today, take a bite tomorrow, and feed him to eat slowly.
If it really becomes like that... I can't think about it any longer, it will make him lose his will to survive immediately.
Having said that, until the biggest enemy in front of you is not dealt with, it is useless to think about anything.
Morning, are you back? "Yan Mo smiled and greeted the human-faced bird in Chinese, his voice deliberately soft.
Besides, even if this human-faced bird is really solved, can he live here alone?
I haven't seen other ferocious birds and raptors around here for the time being. It's nothing more than the big bird's deterrent. If the big bird leaves or dies, how long can he guarantee to occupy this territory?
Looking for a place to stay elsewhere? Can he make sure that there is no danger around there, no other native life?
Don't forget, man, winter is coming, and you don't even have a house to live in. Don't talk about the house, let you build a tent that won't leak and won't be blown away by the wind, will you do it?
Besides, where can you get enough shòu skins and enough food to eat all winter in a short amount of time?
Yan Mo's smile turned into a wry smile.
Jie! "The human-faced bird called, grabbed the edge of the nest, and stared at Yan Mo.
What is this little two-legged monster thinking? run away? Can he fly? I didn't see him growing wings.
So is the view? Sometimes it's boring and staring at a place like this.
But isn't he hungry? Why didn't he eat the fruit in the nest? do not like to eat? can not eat? But it has clearly seen those two-legged monsters eat this kind of fruit, and it is often picked.
Or...he won't eat? Need it to feed him like a baby bird?
The human-faced bird tilted its head and threw the human fan into the nest with one wing. Without the wings, it would fall to pieces, and it often fell to the death of its prey.
Immediately, it jumped into the nest, picked up the bunch of yellow-colored fruits, and brought it to the boy's mouth.
Gululu..." A series of abdominal rumblings that were not very loud but absolutely could not be ignored rang out.
Yan Mo climbed up from the bottom of the nest with a bird feather and grass. He was wondering if he had offended the bird. The golden needle was already in his hand, but when he looked up, he saw the terrifying beak holding a bunch of fruit. delivered to his mouth.
The bunch of fruits looked a lot like a variant of the mare's milk grape.
Dulu a bunch of seeds, the fruit grains are not dense, but the fruit ears are very long, and the scattered ones on a jīng strip have grown a lot. Most of the grains are full, and a few are broken, giving off a strong sweet fragrance.
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Boom! "Someone swallowed hard.
Yan Mo was actually so hungry that his stomach cramped and he fainted, but he was so excited that he temporarily suppressed this feeling. When he realized it, he stretched out his right hand uncontrollably.
The human-faced bird saw him reach out and touch the fruit, his beak loosened, and he let him eat it himself.
It has seen those two-legged eaters, and they all grab it with their front paws.
Yan Mo grabbed a horse's milk grape" and put it into his mouth hesitantly.
It was the second food he saw that he didn't recognize. The first one was the water god leaves that Kusadagi gave him yesterday. At that time, he hesitated and didn't eat it in time. He took a few leaves and Yuan Zhan to go to the flock, but he was caught by the big bird and couldn't eat them. A leaf has long since fallen somewhere.
By the way, how is his hair-headed master now?
He remembered that the kid was trying to save him, heard his roar, and finally ran after him for a long distance.
Impressed?
Of course he will be moved, scum does not mean cold-blooded, especially when the other party is paying for himself.
But it didn't touch much, I just felt a little pity, I don't know if I can see that kid again in the future. I always wanted to escape from those people, but I really escaped and found that without them, I couldn't do anything by myself.
Well! "The skin is a bit astringent, but the pulp inside is sweet, the pulp is not as juicy as the mare's milk grapes he's eaten, it seems more firm and crunchy.
Seeing that the little two-legged monster started to eat, the human-faced bird made a grunt of joy in its throat.
Yan Mo didn't feel the threat from the big bird, so he just sat cross-legged in the nest and enjoyed the bunch of mare's milk grapes.
After eating, he wiped his mouth and raised his head to discuss with Big Bird: If you don't want to kill me, can you send me out? I want to drink water and pee. You don't want me to pee in your nest, do you? "
Chapter 37 The little two-legged monster is going to die?
jī talk to ducks?
No, they are people talking to birds. According to the eight steps of common biological classification, its difficulty level directly crosses the fifth step.
No matter what he says, like the importance of patiently explaining that he needs big and small solutions. In the end, the bird just stared at him with a bright expression on his face, and let him talk with a dry tongue and a hoarse throat, and the other side tilted his head more.
Thirsty, and there was a real urgent need to solve people's physiological hygiene problems, he stood up and directly expressed what he wanted to the other party with his actions, such as lifting a leather jacket.
Then, when he was urinating on the nest wall halfway, he was knocked down by a stupid bird's wing, and fell on the beach that he got wet. By the way, he didn't hold back the remaining half, and he couldn't stand up. Imagine...
Yan Mo silently got up, stood up straight, took off the heavy leather coat, and threw it aside. At the same time, tell yourself to be patient, the process of taming shòu is a process of comparing patience with the other party.
Immediately, he stuck out his tongue in the face of the stupid bird, fanned, then raised his head and made a gesture of wanting to drink water. Now it is useless to speak, and it is not enough to express directly with actions. He can only do actions, hoping that the other party will understand in case of emergency.
He didn't know if the stupid bird really understood. Maybe it was thirsty. At that time, he had done something like drinking water no less than 300 times. He even heard the stupid bird make a It's a very happy gurgle," with an expression that looked like he was watching a clown perform a circus.
The stupid bird flew out, he swallowed, and quickly began to rummage through the nest for anything useful.
Feathers, grass, branches, these are temporarily useless.
There are many translucent stones buried under the gān grass and feathers. The human slap is big, oval, very regular, and looks like pebbles. It is very beautiful, but it is useless.
He thought he would find a lot of shòu skins and shòu bones, but he didn't see any of them.
Strange, don't stupid birds eat in their own nests?
He doesn't know the habits of birds, not to mention that different species of birds have different living habits. At present, judging from the cleanliness and orderliness of the bird's nest of this human-faced bird, it is a bird that loves to clean and is very good at cleaning. nest of birds.
He examined the structure of the nest walls and dug to the bottom layers of the nest.
The whole bird's nest was made of twigs, rubble, gān grass, mud, and some other glue he couldn't see.
The smell of the bird's nest is a bit salty after licking it, and many materials such as mud are probably taken from the saline-alkali wetland of the Suaeda.
The bird even knew how to place a lot of pebbles on the lower level of the bird's nest to press the nest so that it wouldn't be swept away by the strong wind.
But how exactly is the bird's nest fixed to the top of the stone pillar? The wind on the top of the mountain is strong, and although the overall size of the bird's nest is large, this should not be the real reason why it is not scattered.
Yan Mo couldn't understand. After he couldn't find anything that could help him, his eyes finally fell on the shòu leather jacket he took off.
Use your teeth to bite them into strips, and then hang them down into shòu leather ropes, is it possible?