Faced with the fierce blow from the seagull, Zhang Ming jerked his head, threw the glass bottle containing the mushrooms viciously, and roared loudly: "Look what this is!!"
The glass bottle reflects golden light under the sunlight.
That elegant arc just flew onto the seagull's beak, making a "thud" sound.
"Gah?!"
The male seagull made a very frightened expression, and the sharp beak that pecked at it viciously made him awkward!
Is it better to peck forward or not to peck?
It really... doesn't dare to peck!
The big seagull flapped its wings and screamed, and the dust raised by the bird droppings was overwhelming.
"quack!"
Damn it, a powerful enemy is coming, retreat quickly! Escape quickly!
The "child's mother" who was incubating the eggs there also screamed, looking at the glass bottle helplessly, her eyes widened, and her face was confused.
After seeing the items in the bottle, it became even more panicked and looked at the child's father.
"Gah!"
Where are the eggs?
No more eggs?
The child's father: "Gah! Ga!"
You can leave the green hills without worrying about having no firewood, so run away quickly!
The child’s mother: “Gah!”
I'm so reluctant to part with the egg that has been incubated for so long, why don't I want to give it up now?
The child’s father: “Gah!”
The child’s mother: “Gah!”
The two birds were "quacking" and flapping their wings, and fled wildly outside.
They were so frightened that they almost forgot that they were birds and fell straight from the top of the coconut tree.
It wasn't until I fell into the air that I remembered that I could fly, and flapped my wings to fly into the sky.
Only three white eggs remained in the nest.
"Good guy, we're just going to eat one of your eggs. Are you so scared?"
When Zhang Ming came near the nest, he was delighted. Each egg was about the size of a fist and weighed two to three kilograms. The yellow-brown eggshell is dotted with black markings and looks like large quail eggs.
I held three bird eggs and shined them in the sun for a while, and found that an embryo had grown out of one of them, with distinct capillaries and traces of a nestling.
The other two appeared to be white eggs, showing no signs of growth or development.
"Will the reproductive capacity of mutated organisms be reduced... No wonder there are so few mutated organisms in their juvenile stages."
"Even crabs, which have strong reproductive capabilities, rarely see small crabs."
Zhang Ming was deep in thought, turned around and put the egg that had grown into an embryo back into the nest.
"God has the virtue of a good life, so I will return this one to you. I am not that far behind."
Returning the two bird eggs and the glass bottle containing the "mushrooms" to his backpack, he climbed down from the tree with great joy.
At first, he was just pretending, worried about the seagull's revenge, but later he couldn't help but feel happy.
Back at the base camp, I couldn't wait to boil one of them in boiling water.
Accompanied by the "gurgling" sound of boiling water, the firewood gave off the aroma of oil, and the eggshells were covered with bubbles one after another.
That's the egg, the coveted source of life - the egg!
"For such a big egg, you need to cook it longer."
Even, in order to relieve the anxiety caused by waiting, Zhang Ming also picked up a copy of "Advanced Mathematics" and relished in learning the long-abandoned knowledge.
How can I say these days?
It's very fulfilling, but also very boring. There is a lot of time to waste.
Without the dopamine stimulation brought by the information explosion, there is no one to talk to, there is no entertainment, and we can only pursue some quiet and monotonous fun.
What's more, except for the pile of books left by the comrade who took the postgraduate entrance examination, he had no books to read at all!
"That's it. You can't use L'Hôpital's rule for this question, just Taylor expansion...wonderful!"
"Green's formula, I still don't quite understand it."
A sparse sound came from the grass. Zhang Ming raised his head. It turned out to be a group of turtles. Their dark eyes were looking at the strange mushrooms in the glass bottle and the steaming pot.
They were greatly shocked that this person was actually still alive!
"Do you also want to take a bite? In view of your last defection, this time, I won't give you any eggs!"
The turtles screamed "Aww", indicating that they did not escape on purpose, but that they could not control their bodies and ran away with their four legs.
Some turtles are loudly questioning, how did you survive?
You guys, your body is full of mushrooms, right?
There was also a turtle that was looking at the mushrooms in the glass bottle. Suddenly it was frightened and turned around and ran away!
As a result, a herd effect was triggered, and a lot of turtles followed!
Zhang Ming was too lazy to pay attention to their dramatic performance. He picked up the hard-boiled egg with a huff, peeled the shell and enjoyed it himself.
The fragrance that belongs to the source of life is coming!
This egg tastes similar to a goose egg. There is not much protein, and the orange yolk accounts for more than 70% of the whole egg. It is full of fragrance and slightly fishy when you bite it.
But it is this fishy smell that brings a wonderful wild atmosphere.
The sea breeze is constantly flowing, and everything in the world is independent and interconnected, forming a complete destiny.
A faint warm current flows from the body. The "spirit" brought by the bird eggs does not seem to be too much, but it is the first time to eat it anyway, and the effect of increasing attributes is quite good... As for whether there is anything new Skills, that's unknown.
Zhang Ming suddenly had a question: How was the first hen in ancient times tamed by humans?
When primitive man takes away the eggs that hens have worked so hard to hatch, wouldn’t the hens feel heartbroken?
"Primitive people should have solved the problem of food and clothing before domesticating hens, otherwise they would have been eaten long ago..."
He always felt that the step from 0 to 1 was wonderful: a man who had just eaten happened to catch a shivering hen. This chicken's ability to escape was not too strong, but it was still willing to contribute its own energy. Egg……
What a magical scene!
Although modern chicken farms can produce hundreds of millions of eggs a year, in the primitive era of slash-and-burn farming, it was difficult to find a qualified chicken.
Thanks for that chicken!
Zhang Ming shook his head violently, and said in his mind: "Eat a bird egg, and you will feel emotional after eating it."
He is too lonely.
The distracting thoughts in my mind are like soap bubbles that burst when popped. In other words, he has not seen humans or socialized for a long, long time. He must find something to do casually, otherwise the overwhelming loneliness will completely overwhelm him.
"It would be even better if it were made into salted duck eggs. It can't be said to be salted duck eggs. But... salted bird eggs?"
"How to make salted duck eggs? Can I ask on the beach?"
A bird egg weighs two kilograms, just enough to eat until full.
[Attribute +3]
Not bad!
I looked back at the group of turtles. They were looking at the pile of eggshells on the ground with surprise and greed, and then at the mushrooms in the bottle.
"Uh-huh?" one of them cried.
The other turtles also shouted, "The turtles will die for money and for food. We really don't dare to eat mushrooms, but we turtles have coveted bird eggs for a long, long time."
Please, give me some!
Please!
