Squeak ~~

Unknown insects echo in the mountains and forests.

The temperature this year seems to have recovered much earlier than in previous years. Just now, the sun in Hushan City has already brought a burning feeling, as if half of its foot has stepped into midsummer.

Feng Zhu was wearing a pure black sportswear and half-squatted on the ground, carrying a small plastic bag in one hand and a knife in the other hand, gently lifting a green and purple ground vegetable was dug out, and then he put it into the small plastic bag.

"It should be almost done."

He looked down at the wild vegetables that had mostly plastic bags in his hand, and Feng Zhu muttered in his heart.

Things like wild vegetables are not suitable for refrigeration. The best way to eat is to dig it right away. If you dig too much, it will be a waste.

"But it's really hot today! I'd known that I wouldn't wear this outfit, well, it's not possible. Other clothes don't have the dirt resistance......"

Looking up at the sunlight shining through the sparse forest, Feng Zhu subconsciously stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead. Then, a mud seal appeared on Feng Zhu's beautiful and fair face.

Feng Zhu squeezed his eyes and felt a sticky feeling on his face, feeling a little uncomfortable. He was about to reach out and apply it on his face again, but his hands, covered in dirt and dust, suddenly made his movements stiff.

“········”

"Let's do it later!"

Although the itchy feeling at the corners of your eyes was like a cat's claws scratching his heart, in order not to let the soil cover his beauty in the prosperous era, Feng Zhu resolutely restrained the urge to his hands.

I returned up the slope of the mountain bag and soon, a path made of bluestone appeared in front of me.

Hushan City is known for its numerous landscapes.

The small hill buns similar to those under Fengzhu's feet were countless twenty years ago, but now, except for some of the larger peaks and lakes in Hushan City that were planned as scenic spots, almost all the other hill buns have been dug up and developed, leaving only a few of them outside the suburbs, with development and profits varying, so they have been put on hold.

And Feng Zhu's feet are now one of them.

The vertical height of this mountain bun is no more than 100 meters, and since there is no one to manage it, the vegetation here is growing more casually.

The trail at Fengzhu's feet is a "back mountain" road, with a relatively rugged road. On weekdays, except for some nearby naughty kids who love "exploration" occasionally wandering here, and almost no one walks, so the vegetation on both sides of the trail is even more reckless.

Holding a small stick in his hand, he occasionally appeared on the way, trying to have bad ideas about his appearance, Feng Zhu walked slowly towards the mountain.

Suddenly, Feng Zhu's movements paused suddenly. Looking at the creatures that suddenly appeared in the middle of the path ahead, Feng Zhu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"lobster?"

Feng Zhu's eyes were slightly wide open, his expression was slightly dull, and he was a little doubtful if he had hallucinations.

It’s not that the lobster came out wrong, but because the lobster in front of me was too big. The dark red shrimp body was conservatively more than 30 cm. The two red claws were almost as long as half of the body, covered with spikes, and the overall look was like a hideous monster.

"Is it a giant freshwater lobster? No, Guyan does not have a habitat for giant freshwater lobsters in China, and there are no giant lobster breeding sites nearby, and this is obviously a crayfish..."

Feng Zhu also had a thought of whether someone accidentally lost the "big lobster" purchased from abroad, but soon the idea was dispelled by him.

Although he did not inherit the old man's cooking skills because of his study, he has been wandering in front of him every day for so many years, and Feng Zhu still has a deep understanding of the ingredients. Although the lobster in front of him is surprisingly large, the characteristic of this lobster is indeed "crawfish".

The "crawfish" in the middle of the trail glanced at Feng Zhu, waved his claws twice at him, and then rushed into the bushes on the side.

Seeing that the "crawfish" was about to disappear from sight, Feng Zhu didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly shook his steps and chased after him.

This "crawfish" escapes very quickly. The arthropods on the abdomen support their body and runs like a human running on foot. The frequency is so fast that it is not like the usual lazy lobster. However, no matter how fast the frequency of this "crawfish" is, it cannot change the fact that its legs are short.

Feng Zhu arched his body and shuttled through the thorns. He took one step and could withstand the eight legs of the "crawfish" for dozens of steps. Soon after, he caught up with the fleeing "crawfish".

However, when Feng Zhu saw where the "crawfish" stayed, she was stunned again.

The one that appeared in Feng Zhu's eyes was a stream about two meters wide and was flowing along the hillside, and the "crawfish" was trying to escape through this stream with a maximum depth of no more than fifteen centimeters.

"Oh!"

Feng Zhu smiled.

As a native of Gu Yan and a descendant of a chef, if the lobster in front of him ran away, he would be a joke.

After stepping into the water for a few steps, I didn't care about being wet with the uppers by the stream. Fengzhu stuck the back of the "crawfish".

The "crawfish" was frightened and struggled. Unexpectedly, the force came from the back of the shrimp. It almost broke free from Feng Zhu's palm. After adjusting its posture, Feng Zhu grabbed the lobster.

The weight of the lobster is about two or three kilograms. After close observation, Feng Zhu became more and more sure that this was a "crawfish".

After taking off his sportswear jacket, wet it with water, leaving two small holes, sealing the bamboo and making it into a simple cloth bag, putting the "crawfish" in it, and then he turned his eyes back to the "small stream" that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The strange things today are really one after another. First, a surprisingly large "unknown creature - crayfish" appeared on the road, and then the stream in this mountain bag that had been dry for decades actually started to flow again.

"It has not rained for many days in Hushan City. Where does its water source come from?"

Feng Zhu was also very curious. This mountain covered Feng Zhu is quite familiar. Although it looks quite large from the outside, after real understanding, you will find that this place is actually just a little bit big. With the terrain and the density of vegetation here, it is not enough to nurture a "stream" that lasts forever.

According to the old man once said, this mountain bun was not far from the top of the mountain decades ago, which gave birth to many tributaries, but it had dried up before Fengzhu was born.

Looking up at the top of the "stream", Feng Zhu decided to follow the stream and go up the mountain again.
Chapter completed!