forest kingdom

Chapter 14 Oh!The spirit of the mountains!

Salil was inevitably a little disappointed after hearing the topic of marriage.

She was the one who started the topic, and now it felt like the topic had changed when it came to herself.

"Lawrence, when you ate in the mountains, did you offer the food you brought to the spirits of the mountains?"

Lawrence looked puzzled, "What elf? Are there elves here?"

Salil explained: "It's the spirit of the mountains. Every year here, people die in the mountains or in the sea. When people go into the mountains or out to the sea, they throw out some of the uneaten food to the victims. And the elves in the mountains and seas enjoy it and bless you for peace this time."

Lawrence frowned. This was a very superstitious way to waste the little food.

But I have traveled through time and space, and there are some things that I just can’t explain.

"Okay, I will. I hope the mountain elf will like Andrew's rabbit pie."

Lawrence looked at the sky.

The two chatted for a while, and the sky changed from black to white very quickly.

The climate in the mountains is changeable, and Lawrence still has many things to do, so he said: "I have to go and get busy. See you in the evening."

Sariel nodded and looked at where Lawrence was going, "Today will be a good day."

"Okay." Lawrence agreed casually, and then continued walking towards the mountain.

Lawrence walked out of the vicinity of the house and farmland, walked up the mountainside, and climbed over two hills along the steep slope. He followed the traces of the road he had traveled in the past two days and skirted the river and grass.

In some areas, the weeds grow very vigorously. Weeds like corn stalks are taller than Lawrence. Entering such places is undoubtedly a very dangerous adventure.

There are not many such nutrient-rich areas. In most areas, due to the poor soil, the height of the weeds is only knee-deep.

"I wish I had a Dome sheep. I can ride on it quickly and conveniently."

"But Dom sheep eat a lot and need help with bathing. They need to be fed with eggs and fine feed a day or two before each ride."

"Whether I'm building a house or raising a horse, I need someone to help me farm the land and solve the problem of food. Only when I'm full can I have time to do other things."

Lawrence had not eaten in the morning, but was not very hungry either. He first went into the woods to check for traps.

In the morning, the forest was not only filled with the smell of rotting leaves and flowers, but also the lively chirping of insects and birds.

The early bird catches the worm. Morning is when bugs are active, as well as squirrels and some birds.

As soon as Lawrence got close to the trap, a shadow suddenly flew out of the grass in front of him.

Amidst the pounding sounds, Lawrence stood stiffly on the spot without moving. At this moment, he was unable to move due to panic and fear.

Fortunately, the feeling of coldness in my heart and heat on my face passed quickly.

Lawrence raised his head and saw clearly the figure flying from the grass to the branch.

It's a chicken, a colorful chicken!
Red eyebrows and eyelids, blue neck, white belly, black feathers with many white spots.

The chicken standing on a four-meter-high branch seemed to feel unsafe. After being watched by the strange thing below, it quickly spread its wings and flew to another branch.

"Is it a grouse?"

Lawrence could no longer see the chicken. It was not easy to find a bird in the woods, whether it was a squirrel or a grouse.

"Living near pine trees, either a grouse or a grouse is called a grouse."

Lawrence added grouse to the recipe, but it was only a planned recipe in mind.

The temporary trap set yesterday has been destroyed. As long as the trap is not triggered from the front, it will be a false alarm for many nearby prey.

Lawrence looked at the empty rope hanging from the branch and then at the pine nuts lying nearby.

There are a lot of slender or round feces near the pine nuts, which should be the feces of birds or squirrels. These guys not only eat most of the pine nuts, but also take a bite and throw away the uneaten ones, which is a good way to waste food.

Lawrence rearranged the trap, and by the time he was done it was already noon.Time passes very quickly here. Whether you are doing farm work or busy with other things, it is like sleeping, passing by in the blink of an eye.

Different from the modern society in my memory, one thing in this era is enough to keep you busy for a day, unlike office workers who can do hundreds of things a day.

Lawrence found a dry place to sit down and took out the first meal of the day from the tightly wrapped sheepskin bag.

A piece of rabbit meat and vegetable pie about the size of two fists, with a bulging dough and the surrounding area being pinched together with fingers.

The pie was definitely cold, but if it had been heated in the morning, it would have been kept warm until noon.

However, wood is used for cooking and wintering, and it is not easy to collect wood. Salil works every day, and Andrew will not wake up half an hour early to light a fire and boil water just because he is heating a meal for Lawrence.

"Hey, not to mention eating hot meals, drinking hot water outside is a luxury."

Lawrence began to talk to himself. When he was out alone for a long time, or when he was doing things alone, he would sometimes make some noise on purpose.

In modern society, people can listen to music and watch mobile phones. There is not much that Lawrence can do now besides looking at the scenery.

After slowly taking a small bite of the cold pie, Lawrence suddenly remembered Salil's advice.

"Oh, by the way, the spirit of the mountain!"

Lawrence lowered his head and held the pie with both hands. He slightly broke off the dough part of the pie, stood up and threw the broken dough away from his hands.

The dough flew out, about five or six meters away, and landed in a bush.

"That's it." Lawrence sat down and continued eating the pie.

Large pieces of meat and flatbread are the best choices to fill your stomach.

There are a lot of pine nuts here, but Andrew, Salil and the villagers would not come to collect them even if they knew about them.

If you want to collect it, you have to walk a long way first.

The taste of these pine nuts is not good. When eaten raw, they have a bitter and tooth-shocking feeling. No one except animals will eat them casually.

Of course it will be delicious when fried, but you first need an iron pan to fry it.

Because of this unpleasant taste, it is obviously not cost-effective to go to the mountain to eat pine nuts that will not fill your stomach even if you eat them for an hour.

If the population at the foot of the mountain exceeds a thousand, then there will naturally be extra children and women coming to collect food, but as far as Lawrence knows, there are only more than a hundred people in the village at the foot of the mountain.

This small number of people can feed themselves just by farming and collecting nearby wild fruits, and there is no time to collect pine cones in the mountains.

After Lawrence finished eating the pie, he took out an apple from the bag. This apple was sour and small, but it was very suitable for quenching his thirst.

When Lawrence was thinking about things, he saw a squirrel slowly walking out from the grass.

The squirrel stood there and bent over to watch. After feeling that there was no danger, he took a few steps towards this side.

Lawrence spotted the squirrel and its companion, and gently placed the uneaten apple on the ground.

The squirrels waited quietly for a minute or two. The squirrel at the back stared at it like a statue for a long time, and then moved a few steps cautiously.

After a long and quick wait, a squirrel finally approached Lawrence's feet and was about to pick up the half-eaten apple.

Seeing this, another squirrel quickly came over and put its head in the gap to sniff the apple.

"Oh! The spirit of the mountains!" Lawrence shouted excitedly in his heart.

Soon, Lawrence stepped on two squirrels with his right foot!
The two squirrels struggled violently, and the surrounding squirrels quickly dispersed and hid.

Lawrence quickly pinned the two squirrels to death and happily carried them outside.

Extra meal tonight!

(End of this chapter)