Food Crisis in Luolei Mountains (I)
Chapter 57:Food Crisis in Luolei Mountains (I)
This time, Niu Xu learned the lesson of the group of earth goods that was almost taken by the Black Stone tribe last time, and took down directly from the sky, and kept the height above 2000 meters, only to dare to approach the direction of the Black Stone tribe.
The white snow on the ground is too thick, the familiar mountains and forests of the past are now looking down from the sky, and Niu Xu actually has a feeling of being beyond recognition.
But fortunately, Niu Xu was still in the high air, or found the small hill where the Black Stone tribe was located, and did not fly out of the diversity, he found a few miles away, those furry rising smoke, and many of the figures active in the village; if the Niu Xu is not mistaken, they are using a long wooden pole to clean up the snow on the roof.
For their behavior, Niu Xu looked at a few eyes, but how much saw a little end.
Even if the huts built by the Black Stone tribe have a certain doorway in their shape, they have a high roof and a huge tilt angle, which can reduce the accumulation of snow to the greatest extent.
However, the snow that keeps falling is too big, if you don't clean it often, the fragile thatched hut may be crushed by the snow on the roof when it comes, and all the people who live in it are buried...
When the fully enclosed Wuling bread appeared over the small village, it was discovered by the crowd below for the first time, but they also estimated that in addition to Niu Xu, other large people with this magical method, no one would come to the Black Stone tribe in this small place in this ghost weather.
All they were just pointing at the sky, but instead of waving their astonishing range of stone spears, they intended to give Niu Xu’s Wuling bread a shot.
"The people below are aware that I'm Niu Xu, and now I'm going down."After Niu Xu shouted with an external horn outside the car, this controlled the small bread to a vacant lot in the village and landed directly.
Parking, flameout, put on their thickest downs; finally Niu Xu put a thick bear-skin coat on the body, which gave the courage to get off.
Niu Xu had just opened the door, a cold wind frozen to the bone, and immediately let the cow quiver and shrunk his neck; not only that, the cold wind of the ringing wind reached the delicate and tender face of Niu Xu, as if it hurt like a knife cut.
"Hell the weather, who knows if there are minus 40 degrees outside, it is said that in this weather, eggs can be used as a ping-pong ball to fight, I knew to bring one to try."Niu Xu suppressed his desire to shrink back to the warm car, and died to close the door, he bit his teeth and stepped out of the car door.
Wuling small bread landed in the snow, because the overall area is large enough, but the sinking is not much; but after the bullxu one foot stepped out, suddenly the whole people trapped in the waist-deep snow, after struggling a few times, he did not climb out of the snow, but a little deeper and deeper.
"My God, how deep is this hell of the snow."Niu Xu Tucao in his heart, simply stopped struggling, because the top few people are stepping on the snow and come over.
At this time, he found that these cold resistance is comparable to the natives of cattle, and now there are also a pair of ugly-looking fur boots on their feet; in addition, the bottom of the boots is tied with a long plank, so that although they are struggling to walk on the snow, they will never fall into the reason for the snow.
In addition to these, in addition to the totems that have not changed for thousands of years, the face of Qui et al. is now being smeared with a thick layer of animal oil, and the oily looks very uncomfortable; but at least, it should not be hurt by the cold wind.
A great force came, Niu Xu, like a big cabbage in the snow, was pulled out of the snow with his only hand, and then the greeting of the leader was sent: "Niu Xu brother, so cold weather, I did not expect you to run a trip."
I don't know if it's an eye flower, Niu Xu always felt the smile on the head's face, hiding a hint of sadness.
The cow that had been frozen into a dead dog, and at this time he had no mind to think about these things, he opened it with a trembling hand to remotely control the back door of the bread, and then said, "Order someone to unload the goods I brought, I will go to the house to warm up."
After that, Niu Xu ran toward his hut with his hands and feet, and seemed to see the warm fire pond, beckoning to him...
*****
After the fire-burning pond was drunk with a bowl of hot water from the hands of the color, Niu Xu returned to the soul.
Heaven knows how the natives of the Lok Thunder Mountains survived in such a bitter and cold place; to know that they were outside the house, and in such a short time they were frozen to this kind.
Baking on fire, listening to the cold wind whistling outside the house, Niu Xu couldn't help but be happy for the few days before entering the winter, he deliberately let his hut strengthen again.
At that time, even the gap in the wall of the hut was blocked with mud and fur, and now it was possible to keep the cold wind out of the hut and let the heat flow in the hut not run out.
Otherwise, even if you have the time to cool your chest, you choose to go back; but in the few days of waiting, it will be enough to make yourself feel good.
“Color, help me get a little food, I am hungry; for putting more salt, this time I have brought a lot of refined salt, there is no need to worry about not enough use and trade.”Cows talk about color.
Color gently responded, and then from the house hanging a row of meat on the dry to remove a piece, hands and feet began to clean, cut up; but when she cut the six pounds of meat to half, the action hesitated, and finally the remaining half of the meat, hung back...
After the dried meat is cooked, there is no different flavor, plus the handy color inside, plus some dried mushrooms, and some flavored dried fruits, the strong aroma of the moment is filled with, making some hungry cattle more hungry.
The food in the pot, even the soup with water, just filled with the wooden basin used to eat, Niu Xu took the wooden basin from the color hand after taking a mouthful, and the cells of the whole body were comfortable, and all the cells of the whole body seemed to cheer.
He gave a thumbs up to the color: "Color, the whole thunder mountain of your craft, should be the best."
The coloring voice showed a proud smile, just wanted to say something, a sound in the stomach "gunt" suddenly came; Niu Xu can confirm this voice, certainly not from himself, then the only explanation is from the color.
Thinking of the situation when he was last away, and the strangeness of this time, Niu Xu guessed what, he stopped eating and asked, "Is there a shortage of food among the tribes?"
The color laughed bitterly: "It is not only a shortage, the Black Stone Tribe is about to cut off food..."
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