Chapter 262 261. Mutated Ulmus Yellow Mushroom
No mushroom in the world can resist Huai Yu’s sweet words.
The same goes for mutated elm flavonoids.
What's more, since the disaster, it has been a mushroom growing alone in this cave. It is very simple and easy to deceive... ahem, it is a mushroom with a beautiful heart and a kind heart.
There is no need to brush the dogtail grass around on the body. It can drop a thick layer of spore powder even if it shakes itself, and it is quickly stopped by Huaiyu:
"Don't be excited, don't be excited!"
"So many spores fell at once, I can't collect them all - come on, don't move, I will sweep slowly."
If it falls again, She had to get it all over her body when she went to bed at night.
To show her sincerity, she also ordered Zhou Qian, who was stunned at the side: "Brother Zhou Qian, where is the water that just steamed the Sophora japonica? You pour this wood wet."
Then she looked up again, He continued to look up at the Yuhuang Mushroom: "This water is still a little hot now. After the wood cools down, roll it in the spore powder on the ground and take it back to the trees outside."
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She drew a pie: "Think about it, if it rains, your spores won't be able to grow trees!"
That's not the case!
The yellow mushroom also became proud: before it mutated, it grew randomly in the woods. Once it grew, it grew into a huge cluster, and large tracts of it might grow on a dead tree trunk. What mountaineer wouldn't smile when he saw this?
Now that the spores that have been accumulated for many years are finally reproducing, the whole mushroom has stretched wider, which makes Huaiyu anxious to death - don't open it anymore, the mushroom will be old if you open it again!
She made a quick decision: "But as you can see, we didn't have anything to eat when we went up the mountain. It's so pitiful."
"If you're not afraid of pain, can you let me break some mushrooms to make soup?"
With such a big piece of elegans mushroom, it is so easy to sense the mood, and the mutation value must be high. As we all know, food tastes better when it is higher than the critical point.
Huaiyu is pitiful.
Zhou Qian stood not far away and did not dare to express his anger - that is to say, this mushroom soup is not mandatory, right?
However, the yellow mushroom doesn't mind at all. After all, plants don't feel any pain. Its spores are everything to it! It must give birth to thousands of elm yellow mushrooms on the entire mountain!
So Huaiyu waved to Zhou Qian: "Brother Zhou Qian, you are tall, please help me pick a tender piece and cut off a piece."
Zhou Qian:...
Go in and out in the wasteland. Captain Zhou has never heard such an outrageous request.
But looking at Huai Yu's expectant look, he slowly relaxed his tense body and went to the stove to get the kitchen knife.
The yellow mushroom has mutated for many years, and the mushroom cap has also expanded, but this does not affect its tenderness at all.
The thick kitchen knife was used to cut away from the edge. Except for the slight hardness of the aged shell on the outer layer, the feeling inside felt like cutting an ordinary mushroom.
Soft and pliable, if the meat is stewed, the juice will splash when you take a bite!
Zhou Qian noticed that he was distracted and couldn't help but cut off a big piece by accident.
Huaiyu came over and took a look: "So many?"
But it doesn't matter: "Brother Zhou Qian, you can help cut some twigs later, and if you can't finish it, we will use it to grill mushroom skewers. Okay." After saying that, she couldn't help but give Zhou Qian a look of approval. She was originally worried that he would be embarrassed to do it!
Zhou Qian silently stood aside holding the heavy yellow mushroom, silently peeling off the aging shell little by little. The brown hard shell fell to the ground, and Huaiyu couldn't help but turn his head to look. Holding the yellow mushroom: "Well, if we pass by you when we go down the mountain, can you give us another big piece?"
She seemed to be embarrassed: "Look at your shell, it's so thick It's just right. We don't even need to mash it with mud after we bring it back, we just bury it in the stove ashes and roast it slowly. The beggar mushrooms that come out must be very delicious."
She praised: "You look good! It’s so delicious.”
Yuhuanggu is very excited.
As a non-poisonous mushroom, it is its fate to be eaten! Not to mention it’s delicious!
It started to tremble again. Seeing Huaiyu happily rolling the wet tree trunk in a circle on the ground, with a layer of light yellow powdery spores stained in the colorful bark, he couldn't help but agree.
Fungi is difficult to kill, as long as its spores are still growing, it can wake up on new little mushrooms at any time! It’s just an old body, if you like to eat it!
The elm yellow mushroom quickly returns to its quiet nature.
As a mushroom, it essentially likes to huddle in a corner. It is best for the whole world to ignore it.
Now I mustered up the courage to reproduce, but seeing my wish come true, the wet log was also thrown into the jungle, and immediately became motionless again, unilaterally blocking the whole world.
And Zhou Qian sat down in silence, watching Huaiyu boil the water again, put the fried shrimps and freshly cut mushrooms at noon into the pot, and cooked a pot of fresh mushrooms with a light salt taste. Soup.
While others cut them into pieces, hammered the dried chili peppers into pieces, mixed them with garlic cloves, shrimp oil and salt granules, and then was urged by Huai Yu: "Brother Zhou Qian, hurry up. Go ahead and cut some twigs!”
After the soup in the pot is cooked, they can grill the mushrooms directly.
Paired with the solid flatbread made by myself, dinner once again has both meat and vegetables, and tastes delicious.
But this time, Zhou Qian, who had neatly trimmed the twigs, had learned the habit and took the initiative to help Huayu take the light layer of spore powder on her sleeping bag outside to shake it off when she was putting the skewers on.
While shaking, he couldn't help but look at the top of his head and thought that the super powerful mushroom that Kuangbiao had described, which could parasitize the human body and constantly multiply and mutate, would probably not be a threat in the future.
Then he couldn't help but look at Huai Yu.
The weather was hot, and she was bringing down the soup pot at the moment. Because she was close to the fire, her cheeks were a little red from the heat, and there were layers of sweat on the tip of her nose and forehead.
And the fire danced in her eyes, and every plant and tree in the mountain was both kind and communicative in her heart.
Just like the mutated elm flavonoids mushroom this time, who knew that its parasitic nature is because the spores cannot be ejected?
Looking at the spore powder that could not be swept away by sweeping the floor and easily splashed up, he finally stood up again and picked up the basket: "I will also pick some leaves to make the bed."
If you really sleep on a cold stone floor, one side of your head may be filled with spores in your nasal cavity at night.
But this kind of work is really not suitable for him, because the trees on the mountain have been growing for many years. They are all tall and have no side branches to extend their branches and leaves to him.
So much so that when he struggled to collect a whole basket of leaves, Huaiyu was already holding a handful of grilled mushroom skewers and waving to him in the cave:
"Brother Zhou Qian! Come on! This is really delicious!"
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