After returning home, Gongliang was not in a hurry to open the animal skin scroll given to him by the witch. Instead, he put it aside and began to summarize the experiences and lessons learned from this hunting.
First, he found that after entering the jungle, a spear was more convenient than a two-handed sword.
First of all, the spear itself is about three meters long. It can effectively block the attacks of ferocious beasts when they are approaching, and prevent yourself from being harmed. Moreover, there is no need for too complicated moves in the jungle. You only need to know how to dodge and attack.
A spear is undoubtedly the best choice. Secondly, a spear can also be used for throwing. The force of throwing a spear with all your strength is undoubtedly greater than the force of a bow and arrow. When hunting, if you can bring two more
A short spear. When you see a ferocious beast, attack with the short spear first and then attack with the long spear. It should be easier to deal with the ferocious beast.
Second, he was too careless when he went hunting this time.
The jungle is not home, and hunting is not playing house. Accidents can happen at any time.
Even if you can't see in all directions and hear in all directions, you still have to be careful and pay attention at all times. For example, after seeing the three-color rice this time, my mind was completely fascinated by the three-color rice, and I completely forgot that I was in the jungle.
, danger may occur at any time. If the second leader hadn't come to the rescue, he might have become a delicious meat in the owl's mouth, or even turned into a pile of feces after it was digested.
Third, the body is too weak.
Earlier, after he beat his body with an iron rod and wore iron plates to remove the impetuous strength caused by eating animal meat, he has always felt in good health, strong and powerful.
Looking at it now, it is far from enough. We should pay attention to it in the future.
It's just that it's inconvenient to hit his body with an iron rod. Now that he doesn't use it anymore, what should he do?
After thinking about it, he decided to start tomorrow, run with weights in the morning, and practice throwing spears in the afternoon. He must be able to practice to the point where he can hit the target with one hit. Among them, he must train more in terms of physical strength, otherwise he must hunt in the forest to chase ferocious beasts or
When being chased by a powerful beast, if you can't run away, you're doomed.
After thinking about it, he went out and walked to Yehan's blacksmith shop.
His biggest gain this time when he went out was that he ate a lot of ferocious beast meat and drank a lot of ferocious beast blood, which increased his strength a lot. Due to his increased strength, the iron plate he was wearing was now too light and he had to re-strengthen it.
Just hit some heavier iron pieces, or wear a pair of iron armor on your body.
For Yehan, making a short spear is easy,
Now many people from the tribe come to him to make spears. Over time, he has become more and more experienced in making spears, the speed of making spears is getting faster and better, and the quality is getting better and better. Now he makes spears without having to repeat the process.
Forging bit by bit, you just need to melt the forged iron ingots into molten iron and solidify it in a clay mold. Therefore, not long after Gongliang left, he got back two short spears. As for the iron armor he wanted, because
It needs to be built and you have to wait two days.
After taking the short spear back, Gongliang was a little hungry and wanted to cut some ferocious beast meat for cooking. Suddenly he remembered the remaining three-color rice.
A total of two hundred and fifty grains of three-color rice were harvested, fifty of which became seeds. He gave a dozen grains to the witch, and there were still more than a hundred grains left.
He didn't know how long it had been since he had eaten. Let alone dry rice, he hadn't even had a sip of porridge since he arrived here. In his previous life, he was from Fujian in the south. How can a Fujianese be called a Fujianese if they don't eat? It makes me cry just talking about it.
Ah! Now that he has more than a hundred grains of rice in his hands, he feels a little itchy and wants to eat it.
But he couldn't eat more because he had to keep some to make seeds. So he took twenty-five grains of tricolor rice, shelled them, then added water to the pot and boiled them.
There was a strong fire in the stove, and the blazing flames illuminated Gongliang's face.
Looking at the stove fire, he felt that his life was a tragedy.
People eat either one pound or two pounds, or one bowl or two bowls, but he actually has to count the grains, which is really frustrating.
After a while, the porridge was cooked. Gongliang quickly took some fresh ferocious beast meat and cut it into small pieces, then added some pickled fish meal from the creek to season, mixed with some yam starch, and put it into the cooked porridge.
Medium. After rolling twice and the meat is cooked, the fresh ferocious beast meat porridge will come out of the oven.
The three-color rice itself has a natural fragrance. After it is cooked, the fragrance becomes more intense, mixed with the smell of ferocious beast meat, forming a unique aroma that is very appetizing.
Twenty grains of rice are not much, and if you add in the meat of ferocious beasts, it will only take a stone bowl.
But even one bowl made Gong Liang ecstatic. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had porridge. He didn't care that the porridge was still hot, so he took a sip and immediately screamed because he was so hot that he quickly put the porridge away.
Waiting for it to cool down on the table. At this moment, he just felt that the night was so long.
Finally, the porridge cooled down a bit and was barely edible.
He couldn't wait to pick up the ferocious beast meat porridge and pour it into his mouth. At this time, in his eyes, the ferocious beast meat porridge was no longer just a bowl of porridge to satisfy his hunger, but a bowl of thick nostalgia and full of memories of his hometown.
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He couldn't help but close his eyes and reminisce.
Licking his mouth, he couldn't feel the taste of the porridge at all. Because he drank it too fast, he didn't have time to taste the taste of the three-color rice. It really tasted like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, which was a pity.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch"
When he saw Gongliang eating without calling him, the little guy hugged his legs and screamed dissatisfiedly.
Gongliang had forgotten that there was a little one, and a bowl of porridge was not enough to fill his stomach. He walked to the kitchen, intending to cook something more. Suddenly, a wave of heat began to flow from his abdomen to his limbs, warming his body.
Huhu, and his strength seemed to have increased slightly. Thinking of the porridge he just drank, could it be that three-color rice can also increase strength? That should be the case. Although he also put some ferocious beast meat in it just now, it didn't
It has plenty of energy. It seems that this three-color rice is good. It has pure energy and is not as complex as the ferocious beast meat. After eating it, there is no feeling of heat and frivolity like the ferocious beast meat.
No wonder Wu strongly supported his planting after eating a grain of tri-color rice. After thinking about it, he also knew the benefits of tri-color rice.
But the three-color rice is not so easy to grow. Remember this time, he poured nine bags of the blood of ferocious beasts for the purpose of harvesting, just one plant, let alone fifty plants.
However, since Wu said that he would give the leader his full support, could he use it for personal gain? In an instant, Gong Liang thought of a dirty idea.
He cooked something more and ate it with the little one. Gongliang sat back on the chair. Looking at the little one with a round belly after eating, Gongliang thought about whether to give it a name so that it would be easy to call him in the future. What should he choose?
What's the name? I remember there were many names for pandas in previous lives, such as Pingping, An'an, Dandan, Lingling, Xingxing, Lanlan, Kangkang, Huanhuan, Feifei, Yanyan, Lili, Jiajia, Jingjing, etc.
Tiantian, Baobao, Yingying, Beibei, Shaosao, Qiangqiang, Tuantuan, Yuanyuan, Maomao, Kaikai, Xinxin and so on.
It's just that these names seem too common.
Gongliang looked at the little guy who was so stubborn that he was determined to hold him. When he saw its round and round belly, he immediately had an idea and decided to name it "Yuan Round Gun".
This name sounds extraordinary, fresh and refined, and it is so in line with its own character.
The sleeping little guy didn't know that he had been given such a weird name. He was sleeping soundly on Gongliang's belly.