I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 4, "Food Taboos"

Yang Zhao shook his hand and almost threw the wooden box on the ground.

She took a deep breath, holding the wooden box and respectfully came to the big ginkgo tree.

"Master, are you interested too? I just don't have much knowledge, can you help me see if it's worth it? If it's really a treasure? I'll honor your old man with flowers and Buddhas."

She spoke sweetly, and her hands were not slow. She gently put the wooden box on the ground, slowly opened the lid, and glanced at it quickly.

Inside was a book, three small black metal blocks, and a small white porcelain vase.

She didn't dare to take a closer look, and after putting the wooden box away, she stood up consciously and took a few steps back.

The air was quiet for a while, and suddenly a chuckle was heard, and then the book in the box was seen, slowly flying up, and fixed in mid-air.

Then, like a pair of invisible big hands, they opened the book page by page.

Yang Zhao stared at this scene dumbfounded. Although she was mentally prepared, her three views were still a bit broken.

The book wasn't that thick, so I finished flipping through it in a short while, and then it fell to the ground with a bang, like throwing some garbage.

Then the wooden box floated up, and the invisible force turned it around, and even tore it apart.

The metal blocks and small porcelain bottles in the box also fell to the ground.

After a while, the fragments of the wooden box also fell off.

Another half hour passed without a sound.

Yang Zhao tentatively asked softly: "Master, can you give me these things on the ground?"

"It's what you found, can I take it?"

Then, the voice of the big ginkgo tree changed.

"Then search the rest of the house too! Maybe you can find some more money."

Yang Zhao realized that the three black metals on the ground were silver, and the reason why they turned black should be due to oxidation.

How can chemistry be followed in this respect?

Yang Zhao knelt down and picked up the three silver coins first, then picked up the small porcelain vase, and shook the porcelain vase curiously, hearing the sound that there was a solid inside.

She uncorked the bottle and dumped the contents on the ground. It turned out to be the carcass of a beetle the size of a pinky finger. It was so golden and beautiful.

"Uncle, do you know what this little bug is?"

"It's just a listening ear. It takes a long time to cultivate and it's worthless. It's just that when you wear it on your body after death, you can understand what the people here say." The words were very disdainful.

This is a translator, Yang Zhao is overjoyed, and biology has to go crazy now.

No, after seeing this big ginkgo tree that has grown into sperm, biology has long gone crazy.

Yang Zhaomei happily put the worms into the porcelain vase.

Finally, he picked up the book on the ground.

The pages of this book are yellow and the paper is brittle. It should be quite old.

Yang Zhao looked through it carefully, and found that it was a book called "Food Taboo", which mainly wrote about the name of the thing, what it looked like, whether it could be eaten, and a comment on whether it was delicious or not at the end.

There are not many traditional characters, and the vernacular is used.

She didn't dare to take a closer look, and put the book on the ground again, picked up the scattered wooden box fragments and pressed them on the book.

It was still windy, and she was afraid that it might damage the book.

Then, put the silver and porcelain bottle in his pocket.

Yang Zhao is very lucky now, for the convenience of her work, she is wearing a high school sports uniform, which is durable and has big pockets.

Apart from being ugly, it has no flaws.

After tidying up these things, he re-entered the house and searched carefully.

I have been busy for more than an hour, and there is no gain.

Yang Zhao got out of the house, picked off the spider silk on his body, patted the soil, and walked respectfully to the big ginkgo tree.

"Uncle, I didn't find anything this time."

After waiting for a while, no one answered.She didn't care, she found a place to sit down, and took a rest first.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, she made up her mind to stay here overnight.

She sat for a while, then stood up.Even if she felt uncomfortable all over, she didn't dare to rest for too long.

But as the sun went down, the temperature dropped significantly, not to mention she was also hungry.

"Uncle, do you know what to eat on the mountain?"

No one answered, and Yang Zhao didn't feel embarrassed.

She found a well in the temple, lay down and looked around, and it was done.

There was nothing to eat in the temple, so Yang Zhao could only go out and look for it.

The trees on this mountain are not considered tall, they grow twisted and crooked.

Her eyes fumbled back and forth among the canopies, and soon found the bird's nest.

In this unfamiliar place, bird eggs are the safest food.

Although she has a copy of "Food Taboo" in her hand, she doesn't believe she can recognize it.

Yang Zhao first found a relatively short tree and climbed up slowly.The children in the village are wild.

When she saw bird eggs, she put most of them in her pockets, leaving only one or two in the nest.

After climbing five trees back and forth, she only collected twelve eggs.

After climbing down, Yang Zhao felt his hands and feet were soft, his head hurt like a pinprick, and the breath he exhaled was hot.

It's a fever.

She didn't dare to stay outside, picked up some small dead branches, and dragged her tired body back to the temple.

Put down the dead branches first, then carefully take out the bird eggs and put them next to the book.

Then, I picked up some scattered window edge planks in the yard, built a "well" shape on the stone road, and put the small dead branches in the middle of the "well".

I found some dead grass in the yard and put it under it.

She patted the grass leaves and dust off her body, then walked to the big ginkgo tree, bowed and gave a salute.

"Uncle, you see that the weather is getting colder and colder, can you please light me a fire?"

After a long while, I only heard a chirping laugh.

"Hmph, you have a lot of heart!"

Then there was a bang, and the wooden frame that had been erected burst into flames.

"Thank you so much, Uncle Yang Zhao." Shi Li thanked her, not daring to miss a single step.

Looking at the burning fire, Yang Zhao felt that the fire in his heart was "burning" all of a sudden.

Practice!Must practice!

She cleaned up all the weeds around the fire and piled them together.

Lay six birds' eggs on the ground, burn them with a burning firewood, and simply sterilize one of the poisons, then crack open the eggshells, and eat the eggs alive.

She is too thirsty to eat cooked.But these eggs taste good too.

The wind on the mountain was getting stronger and stronger, and Yang Zhao realized that she couldn't sleep outside.

Find a nearby house that hasn't collapsed, throw the sundries out,
Use burning firewood to burn the ground and walls carefully, and scare away some small bugs, which can save a lot of trouble.

Like ants transporting food, they moved the fire to the house little by little, but did not add new firewood. She was afraid that the house would be lit.

The house had no windows, no door, and even a hole in the roof, so she didn't have to worry about carbon monoxide poisoning.

Spread the weeds in the yard away from the fire, where she sleeps.

Looking at the remaining six bird eggs, she still ate them.This is on the mountain, there are not many small animals active at night, these six eggs are not enough for them to steal.

She sandwiched the book with the remains of the wooden box and put it under her head. With the flames getting weaker and weaker, she fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)