Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 13 Don't Think You Can Do Anything You Want
Yun Buliu felt that this little white snake was even weirder than Mao Qiu's weird little beast.

But think about it, it was able to read his expressions and emotions when it was just born, and such monstrous things have happened, so there is nothing to be surprised about when this kind of thing happens now.

Maybe this little white snake is a reborn?

what……

Thinking of this, Yun Buliu couldn't help laughing, then shook his head, threw these unrealistic and unrealistic thoughts out of his mind, then used the green grass to support his hands, and picked up the pot.

He gently blew on the steaming broth in the clay pot, and tasted it deliciously.

Although it is still a soup that can fade out of the bird, it has the fresh taste of goose meat and a hint of wild ginger.

In fact, without this piece of wild ginger, the fishy smell of goose meat would be even stronger.

"If there is salt, this kind of life is not unacceptable!"

Yun Buliu felt that his pursuit was getting lower and lower.

But what can I do!

Although it was the broth that had faded out of the bird, he still tasted it slowly, with the feeling of eating the world's top food, and squinted his eyes to feel it after taking a sip of the soup.

He picked out the shredded meat in the clay pot one by one with grass stems and chewed them slowly.

After feeling it carefully, he felt relieved after he really felt that he had no appetite problem.

It's right to think about it. Although salt is indeed in short supply, some meat can provide some.

Otherwise, those ancient humans who had no salt to eat would have died long ago?
The reason why Yun Buliu was worried about the lack of salt was that he was more worried about not being able to find enough meat. After all, he was not a good hunter, and it took a lot of effort to catch a swan.

Of course, these goose village warriors are obviously not as weak as he imagined.

Moreover, even if he can find good meat like he is now, eating meat for a long time will easily cause nutritional imbalance.It's okay for a short time, but it's definitely easy to get sick after a long time.

Therefore, looking for table salt is indeed something that must be done.

And with salt, he can eat more vegetables, add more vitamins and so on.

He drank the broth as he pondered, his thoughts wandering.

After drinking the pot of broth, he took the clay pot, picked up the cauliflower snake, which was more than two meters long and weighed twelve or three catties, and looked a bit like a small boa constrictor, and walked towards the lake.

When Yun Buliu came to the lake and was about to kill the cauliflower snake, he found a piece of black firewood floating on the lake, slowly approaching him.

Yun Buliu looked at the black firewood, feeling a little funny.

Because the water by the lake is very clear, although this black firewood approached cautiously, the cloud standing by the lake did not stay, but it could see the things in the lake clearly at a glance.

It was a three to four meter long crocodile, its whole body was hidden in the water, only a small part of its back was exposed, it looked like a black firewood floating on the water.

Yun Buxin thought, whether to lead it to the grass, and find a way to kill it. While being a crocodile-slaying warrior, it can also solve the food problem for a long time.

Just when Yun Buliu was thinking about this matter, the big crocodile turned around and swam away whether it realized his stupidity or for some reason.

The surface of the lake is very calm, except for a few pieces of dead wood floating around, there is nothing unusual.

However, Mao Qiu's strange behavior yesterday made him dare not go to the lake easily.

He believed that there must be something under the lake that made the furball feel threatened, so it would run away.Otherwise, with the hairball's ability to discharge electricity, there is no need for it to be afraid.

Watching the crocodile go away, he walked to the lake and started to deal with the cauliflower snake.

Cut off the head, bury it in the mud, then peel off the snake's skin and clean out the internal organs.

This time, he kept the snake skin.He was going to turn the dried wormwood into powder and take it away without worrying about getting wet by the river.

He wrapped the snake meat around a wooden stick, tied the head and tail with grass vines, and then stuck the stick on the ground.

Then, he rubbed the remaining fine flesh and blood on the snake skin with the mud and sand by the lake, slowly rubbing it inch by inch, making the snake skin softer by the way.

After cleaning the snake skin, he filled a basin of water with a clay basin, pulled out the stick, got up and left.At this time, the swimming fish in the lake once again gathered around and mouthed on those viscera.

Hearing the sound from the lake behind him, he turned his head to look, and then his eyes lit up slightly, "Maybe, I can try to dig a dirt pit by the lake to attract some stupid fish in."

After thinking for a while, he carried the cauliflower snake back to the campfire while holding water in one hand.

Put down the pottery pot, put the stick on the edge of the campfire, adjusted the snake and goose meat, and added some more firewood.

Seeing that there was not much firewood left, he ran to the forest behind him and brought back two bundles of firewood.

After throwing two sticks of dry wood into the bonfire, he took the basin of water, climbed into the cave, and then began to make clay pots, pots, and bowls on the grass covered in the cave.

He didn't have much experience in kneading these things, but the things he kneaded were quite abstract in appearance, and they had a style of their own.

For example, the clay pot that looks taller on one side and lower on the other is a classic work he created in one go with the momentum of flowing clouds and flowing water.

In the end, he used this large group of clay embryos to knead four clay pots and three clay pots, each of which was more than twenty centimeters high. The largest clay pot was forty centimeters high and thirty centimeters high. Centimeters big, exactly his classic, with little auxiliary repairs.

The little white snake lay lazily at the entrance of the cave, and the afternoon sun shone on its jade-like white body, making it look more beautiful.

It looked at his artistic fabrication, and there seemed to be a strange sense of admiration in its eyes, which Yun Buliu felt to himself.

Therefore, his vanity was greatly satisfied.

He carefully placed the seven pieces of performance art in a cool place in the corner, and prepared to fire them after they dried in the shade.

This time, he plans to dig a simple earthen kiln for firing, so he has to guarantee the success rate.

To this end, he started mowing the grass again.

He was going to use dried grass to stuff them into the earth pots, then add dry firewood outside the earth pots, and finally seal the earth kiln and let it burn slowly.

However, before that, he ran to the lake again, filled a basin of water, and put it on the earthen stove to burn. He needed to add some water.

After mowing the grass for a while, he picked out a lot of wormwood and wild vegetables, and he took the wild vegetables back to the cave for storage, while the wormwood was placed beside the cave to dry.

After cutting almost, he ran back to the campfire to continue adding wood.

After several hours of roasting, most of the goose meat has been roasted to a golden yellow, and some places are still a little burnt black. Because of the wind, some tongues of fire licked directly on the goose meat.

Originally, he wanted to roast the goose for a while longer, trying to roast the whole goose until it was fully cooked before eating it.

As a result, the goose's neck broke first without moving a few times.He had no choice but to transfer the whole goose to the washed leaves, then picked up the goose's neck and started to chew.

When cooking soup with goose meat, he obviously felt a strong goosey smell in the original taste of goose meat. Fortunately, he added some wild ginger at that time.

But the goose meat from the barbecue has a much lighter smell.

In addition to the fact that the taste of the roast goose was compromised due to the lack of salt, the original aroma of the goose still made him quite satisfied.

Eating the hot goose meat and sucking the bone paste from the goose's neck, Yun Buliu felt that those who laughed at the toad were fools, and they were real gourmets who knew how to enjoy themselves.

As a result, he hasn't eaten a few bites yet!Xiaobai's figure appeared in front of him, opening his small mouth towards him, shaking his thorny scales, hissing, as if it wanted to eat too.

Yun Buliu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "This is cooked food, you can't eat it, it will ruin your stomach, go find something to eat yourself! You have grown up, don't think about relying on your parents, and I'm not your mother either!"

It's a pity that Xiaobai didn't listen to him, and just looked at him like this, occasionally opening his mouth and neighing.

Seeing this, Yun Buliu had no choice but to get up and go to the cave, took out the piece of goose meat, scraped it with the wild boar's tusks, then tore it into pieces, and put it in front of it.

"It's not that I don't give you food, but that you really can't eat cooked food. What if you eat something bad? Don't think that you can change the characteristics of creatures because you are strange and beautiful. You are not an omnivore. ? No matter how beautiful you are, you can’t do whatever you want! Be good, be obedient!”

After feeding one or two taels of meat, he stopped, "You can't eat any more, I guess you haven't digested what you ate at noon! Ordinary snakes, you can rest for a few days after eating once, and you only ate a few." Hours, what if the stomach is broken? Go and rest!"

Yun Buliu waved at it while talking, but it just looked at him quietly.

"Good boy! Don't be willful!"

It still looked at him quietly, and turned its head slightly following his movements.

There was no other way, Yun Buliu, who looked a little fuzzy, had no choice but to feed him a tael of goose meat again, and he returned to the entrance of the cave contentedly only after he ate a little plump.

Yun Buliu was speechless, wrapped up the remaining goose meat, and hung it back to the cave.Then I ran to the lake, washed my hands, and then came back to eat goose.

After he was full, he found that his appetite was so big that he was shocked.

For a big goose weighing thirty to forty catties, the skin is peeled off, and the internal organs are cleaned, leaving twenty catties is enough.

But he ate a big neck and half a goose in one meal.

Except for the bones, there are at least six or seven catties of goose meat in the stomach.

With this amount of food, if he was in the past, he would definitely feel that he had bulimia.

But now, he can only attribute it to his mutation.

Speed, bouncing, strength, vision, hearing... and so on, all made him feel that he might be different from ordinary people.

Although it is said that there is only a shameful one-goose power at present.

But this 'goose' also looks much stronger than ordinary geese.

"If I prepare according to this amount of food, how much food do I have to prepare before I can go?"

"And without salt, no matter how much food is prepared, it will rot quickly!"

He was a little melancholy, staring at the waves of grass swaying in the wind in a daze.

(End of this chapter)