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039 The Landlord's Stupid Son

The problem of river water was solved for Director Fox, and the two of them did not waste their time and quickly walked to the hillside.

Zhang Bei rubbed his hands at the river not far away.

"Eat some river fish and citrus for lunch?"

Director Fox also recalled the delicious food during Zhangbei's live broadcast and nodded vigorously.

River fish are not catfish. Most river fish are relatively small in size, so naturally the method of catching them cannot use harpoons.

Moreover, the river is not big, and the water level is just over the ankle. It is actually very easy for two people to cooperate to catch fish.

Zhang Bei fixed the camera to the tree and his eyes patrolled the river for a moment.

"You catch the cricket first, I'll dig a fish-catching ditch."

"good!"

Director Fox rubbed his hands and was full of curiosity about this creature that looked very crayfish.

He has indeed seen this thing in books, but this is the first time he has actually gotten started.

With a lot of curiosity, he quickly flipped the stones in the river.

The brown cigars were thrown into a small puddle, and Director Fox seemed to have found the joy of childhood.

Beiming Youhai: [Hiss, why do you feel that a certain Tibetan fox exposed his mental age?]

There is no scripture in the mountains and seas: [This smile looks like the stupid son of the landlord!]

Nan Ri: [Tibetan Fox’s Smile.jpg.]

Zhang Bei dug a ditch along the river and dug a slightly deeper pit at the last location.

Seeing that Director Fox had caught a lot of cicadas, Zhang Bei also came over.

"It's almost done, these are enough to eat, prepare to catch fish!"

Director Fox also understood what he meant when he looked at the ditch dug by Zhang Bei.

After being frightened, the river fish will flee in the opposite direction of the fright. After the two of them blocked their way up and down, the newly expanded place next to them naturally became their hiding place.

Zhangbei opened the connection between rivers and ditches, and accelerated the speed to reach the upstream.

Director Fox stood downstream and nodded at Zhang Bei. The two began to drive away the fish in the river quickly.

A few minutes later, Zhang Bei blocked the river with a shovel and sat aside and rubbed his hands.

Director Fox looked at the river fishes in the turbid deep pit, just sat on the side and waited for the water level to drop.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

If there is no flowing water entering this digging ditch, the land will absorb the moisture inside little by little.

The fish that were driven in by the two of them naturally had no chance to struggle.

Zhang Bei threw a small brush to Director Fox, and he walked upstream along the river.

Although two dishes at noon were enough, Zhang Bei still planned to take a walk around the neighborhood.

Director Fox watched Zhang Bei leave and began to introduce the gradually exposed river fish to the camera.

"This upper body is black and the belly is white, and it is called the Northeast willow root fish."

"The meat is tender and has few thorns, and it is a delicious dish no matter what it is made."

“This…”

I have to say that with the addition of Director Fox in Zhang Bei's live broadcast room, the function of popular science has reached its peak.

And with real references, most people have a deep impression.

Especially a group of old viewers, although they knew that there would be another live broadcast of poisoning, they were unwilling to leave in such vivid popular science.

Humans are not unwilling to acquire knowledge, but the process of acquiring knowledge is too boring.

Most people are extremely tired of this boring process.

Whether it is Zhang Bei or Director Hu, they all deliberately avoided some boring things when passing on knowledge.

What is popular science? It is called popular science if someone reads it, but it is called self-entertainment if no one reads it!

Just like a crosstalk master said, crosstalk that can sell tickets is called crosstalk, otherwise what you said is nothing!

Zhang Bei didn't go far and found the last puzzle for lunch today.

On a dead tree, clusters of wood fungus were trembling.

Judging from this quantity, there is definitely a dish!

Zhang Bei quickly took out a small bag and began to collect it one by one.

After putting half a bag, I walked back to the river.

Although it was not far away, it took half an hour to pick fungus and go back and forth.

When Zhang Bei rushed back, Wang Laoer and Tian Hao had already built the stove and started to be busy.

Zhang Bei folded a plate with a bag with tin foil and cleaned it by the river.

Director Fox looked at the black fungus in Zhang Bei's hand, quickly picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth.

The fragrance of the soil after the rain is filled with enjoyment.

“It really tastes better than what I bought on the market!”

Zhang Bei nodded, put the fungus into the plate, turned out the seasonings from his backpack and started to mix them.

The cold-fried fungus I just picked doesn’t have to be complicated.

Sprinkle some salt and some coriander, and if you are at home, you can add a little white vinegar.

However, there is no such condition now, so Zhang Bei has also omitted this step.

The river fish was chosen to brush a layer of oil and fry it on a stone slab.

And the cicada is naturally spicy fried!

For this kind of shelled creature, only spicy stir-fry is the most delicious!

Wang Laoer quickly peeled out a few pairs of chopsticks and sat aside with a large bag of pancakes.

Director Fox is also full of curiosity about this novel experience.

I picked up a burrito and put it in my mouth with a fried river fish.

This pure wild fish is extremely fresh, and combined with the burrito made at home, the taste is beyond words!

As before, this enjoyable lunch made the entire live broadcast room complain.

After having a "simple" lunch, Zhang Bei cleaned up the garbage he brought.

"Let's go, take you to your first nest."

Tian Hao's eyes lit up when he heard Zhang Bei's voice.

This morning he didn't get much, and he only found a three-leaf hammer.

However, according to Wang Laoer, you don’t have to worry about the harvest by following the boss up the mountain.

Moreover, today's nests are specially found for him, and they must be valuable medicinal materials.

The group of four people quickly shuttled through an old forest.

Zhang Bei stared at the open space in front of him and patted Director Fox on the shoulder: "Should you know him?"

Director Fox looked at the green herbaceous plant and his brain flipped his memory quickly.

"Astragalus?"

"That's right!"

Hearing Zhang Bei's affirmative answer, Director Fox touched his chin.

Zhang Bei looked at Director Fox and didn't plan to popularize science at all, so he could only go on the battle himself.

"Beit Astragalus, also known as Astragalus, is a perennial herb of the Astragalus family, belongs to the order Rose family.

"You don't want to listen to other introductions, just talk about the effects of this thing."

"Astragalus mainly treats Qi deficiency, and is often combined with ginseng, Atractylodes macrocephala, Poria cocos, yam, etc. to treat spleen deficiency and diarrhea."

Director Fox should have sorted out the information in his brain and added it against the camera.
Chapter completed!
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