Gongliang called Yuan Gungun, then turned sideways and pretended to sleep, squinting to see its reaction.
Yuan Gungun heard someone shouting in his head, which seemed to be the voice of Gongliang. He immediately raised his head and looked at it stupidly. He saw him sleeping on the bed. Who was calling him? After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out.
He lay down to sleep again.
"Hey...hey..."
Well, someone called again, it was Gongliang's voice.
But it didn't see Gongliang barking, so it couldn't help but get up, came to Gongliang curiously, and stared at him.
"Hey...hey..."
Gongliang shouted again mischievously.
It was Gongliang who was calling, but he didn't speak either! Yuanyuan felt strange, so he moved his head forward a little, trying to see if Gongliang had spoken. His long hair had already touched Gongliang, and even the hot breath of his breath was sprayed out.
When it came to Gongliang's face, it felt like he was about to be kissed.
Gongliang was finally amused by its silly and cute appearance and couldn't control himself, so he laughed.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."
"I knew it was you who was yelling, you bad guy, I'm going to bite you to death."
Yuan Gungun got angry, jumped on the bed suddenly, grinned and bit Gong Liang.
Although this guy didn't really bite him, it still hurt when his teeth touched the skin. Gongliang hugged him quickly and said, "Okay, okay, don't bite him. It's all my fault, my fault, okay! Come on, let's
sleep."
Yuan Gungun tried his best to break free from his thief's hand, and jumped out of bed arrogantly. He didn't want to sleep with this bad guy. He returned to the place where he just lay down, and before going to sleep, he didn't forget to say to the chicken: "Chicken,
I'm the best to you." To bring friendship closer.
The next morning, shortly after waking up, I heard a tapping sound coming from outside the door.
When he opened it, Gongliang saw yesterday's little bug biting an oval metal-like thing waiting outside.
The difference is that today, it was followed by a group of small snakes. There seemed to be more than a hundred of them, and they all had an oval metal thing in their mouths.
I guess I'm addicted to bacon.
Gongliang thought, and saw the little insect wagging its tail at him flatteringly, not afraid of breaking it.
There was no need for Yuan Gunwan to translate this time. He already knew what this little thing was going to do, so he turned back to get the bacon. Seeing that there was not enough bacon outside, he took some more from the fruit space, and then cut it into pieces of meat about the same size as yesterday.
Little bugs them.
These things have become refined, so there is no need for public conscience.
After he put the sliced bacon on the ground, he crawled over and placed the oval metal-like object on the ground, bit into the bacon and left.
Every detail was like this, which made Gongliang very surprised.
Yuan Gungun was still having a little quarrel with Gong Liang at first and didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he saw his flesh being bitten off piece by piece, he immediately rushed over and screamed "ouch" at them in displeasure to threaten them.
It's a pity that other people don't care about it.
What surprised Gongliang even more was that when he came outside, he saw snake eggs sitting on the ground with small insects coiled beside them. One after another, the small snakes came to the snake eggs in an orderly manner, put down the bacon, and waited for him to cut them.
After a small piece came out, he bit the bacon and crawled away.
Why does this feel like charging an introduction fee?
I don’t know who thought it, but it couldn’t be the little guy like Snake Egg. It was just a little bug. If so, this snake is really a monster!
After cutting the last piece of bacon, Snake Egg saw Gongliang. He quickly put away the sliced bacon and ran away. As if he was afraid that he would take it away, Gongliang touched his chin. Is his character so bad?
"Gongliang, it's time to eat." Ava came over to him and asked him to eat. He had no idea that he had missed a good show.
After dinner, Moa came over. In addition to him, there was a strong man holding a big stone mortar and a middle-aged man carrying a wind cabinet. He looked a bit like Moa and was probably his son.
"Hello, old man." Gongliang greeted.
"Okay, okay." Moa nodded in agreement, handed over a wooden box and animal skin bag, and said: "Inside this wooden box are the beads you want, and I will put the remaining wood and scraps in bags for you.
It’s inside.”
Gongliang opened the wooden box, and there were round wooden beads lying inside, which were polished smooth and translucent, exuding a pure aroma.
The beads were carved well. Gongliang put them away and said, "Thank you, old man."
"You're welcome, you're welcome, you can take another look at Fenggui. If it doesn't work, I'll go back and change it."
Gongliang nodded, walked to the Fenggui, looked at it carefully, and shook the fan handle. It felt good. After thinking about it, he turned around and entered the house, took out a bucket of three-color rice from the fruit space, and poured it on the Fenggui.
Start the operation in a funnel with a square cone bottom.
Gently slide a small wooden board outside the square cone bottom funnel, and the three-color rice will slowly flow down.
Gongliang shook the wooden handle, and when the wooden fan inside moved, a strong wind blew out.
Some empty and unfull grains and dust in the three-color rice flowed out, and all the rice stalks and leaf debris were blown out. The full grains came out along the valley outlet below and fell into the wooden barrel placed by Gongliang.
middle.
After a while, the three-color rice ran out. Gongliang grabbed a handful of rice from the barrel and looked at it. They were all full grains with no other debris, which was very good.
After looking at it, Gongliang turned around and went back to the house. He put a bag of three-color rice in the animal skin bag and took out a dagger.
When he came outside the house, he put the bag of three-color rice in front of the old man and said, "Old man, thank you. This bucket of three-color rice can be regarded as my thank you gift for the stone mortar; and this bag of three-color rice and this
I’ll give you the dagger.”
When the old man saw the dagger, he quickly rejected it and said, "This won't work, it's too expensive."
He was at the stall yesterday, but he clearly saw a spear, and exchanged it with Linggong for a hundred jars of old wine, a jar of wine steeped in thousand-year-old snakes, and a treasure bag. What could he do with such a precious thing?
I can.
"Old man, just take it!"
Gongliang handed over the dagger and said: "After removing the outer husk of these three-color rice husks, you can make porridge and drink it, you can also cook it for rice, and you can also plant it. However, it needs to be watered with animal blood, otherwise it will not grow easily."
After that, he demonstrated how to pound rice, and cooked the pounded rice into porridge for them to try. The old man and the two people who came with him were full of praise for the meal. The good man did it to the end, and took the opportunity to teach how to grow three
Color rice, how to protect it was recorded in animal skin, which made the old man extremely grateful.
After sending the old man away, Gongliang turned around and found Ava looking at him, with a strange look on his face that was about to say something but refused to give up.
Only then did Gongliang remember what he had promised him yesterday. He quickly entered the house and took out a knife made of ten thousand forged steel from the fruit space and gave it to him. He was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear and even forgot where he was.