Chapter 635 Three Hundred Feet, Success

Chapter 635 Three Hundred Feet, Success

Back home, before entering the yard, Xiao Siqi rushed up and hugged Zhang An's legs.

“Dad, where have you been?”

Little Siqi was holding Zhang An’s legs with her hands and feet, just like a koala.

“Dad went to dig bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest.”

Zhang An had his son hanging on his leg, and he walked with a strange posture, dragging him with a limp.

"Zunzi is a god and demon."

Xiao Siqi didn't know Sunzi, so he opened his eyes wide and asked.

“Of course the bamboo shoots are delicious. Do you want to eat them?”

Zhang An showed an old father’s smile on his face and lifted his son onto his arm. .

"If you want to eat, you must eat. I want to eat."

As soon as he heard that there was food, the snack foodie became more energetic, stretched his head out and climbed over Zhang An's shoulder, looking into the basket.

"You can't eat it raw. How about you wait until grandma makes it in the evening before eating it."

Zhang An touched his son's head and had long been accustomed to his foodie temperament.

"Okay."

The little guy is quite able to listen to what is said, unlike other children who get angry immediately when they don't get something.

Arrived at the gate, little Siqi twisted her body to get off her father, then climbed over the large threshold and ran home.

"Grandma, grandma, dad dug some bamboo shoots and cooked them for me to eat."

Little Siqi ran and shouted Wang Fang.

“Okay, okay, let’s make grandson’s fried bacon for us together tonight.”

Of course, Wang Fang agreed to her grandson's request.

Don’t say there is nothing missing at home now, even if it is missing, she will try her best to find it for her grandson.

"Hey, why have you dug so much? It's been hard to find in the past two days."

Wang Fang led little Siqi out of the house and saw the bamboo basket. Half a basket of bamboo shoots, he said in surprise.

She has been digging bamboo shoots for many years, so she naturally knows that it is not the time when there are the most bamboo shoots.

“Hey, we’re lucky, mainly because we ran to the innermost part of the bamboo forest, where no one has ever looked there, and mom, you said you wanted to dry the bamboo shoots, so I dug more.”

Zhang An placed the basket on the ground and poured out all the bamboo shoots inside.

Then I took a big wooden basin from home and picked up the bamboo shoots on the ground into the basin.

Wang Fang picked out the best part of the pile of bamboo shoots and prepared to put them in the refrigerator to keep them fresh for the next two days.

"Qi Qi, come and take these two to your Aunt Zhou Lan."

Then he took out two larger ones and gave them to Xiao Siqi, asking him to carry them over to Li Hongbin and his family as a taste.

The little guy was very interested in this kind of thing. Holding two bamboo shoots on one side and one on the right, he ran towards Li Yao's house. This is why Wang Fang gave him this task.

In the evening, Wang Fang made fried bacon with pickled peppers and bamboo shoots. It was sour and spicy and was very appetizing.

Zhang Anjia’s bacon is unique, and there is a special recipe for curing it.

Now coupled with the bamboo shoots produced in the space, it is a perfect match. Even if an anorexic patient comes, he will have to cook two bowls in a row.

Xiao Siqi usually doesn’t eat very consciously, and eats under Su Ying’s pressure.

As a result, today I ate two bowls of rice mixed with crispy bamboo shoots and evenly fat and thin bacon.

After eating, he held the bowl and wanted rice, but Su Ying and Wang Fang were worried that he would eat too much and did not dare to continue serving him.

In fact, although this thing is delicious when eaten alone, you can't eat much if you let it go.

The most important thing is the spicy and sour oil in the dish, which when mixed with rice makes people want to eat it.

After dinner, Xiao Siqi played with his own, while Zhang An and his family began to peel the remaining bamboo shoots and clean them.

Although it is already evening and dark, it is actually still early.

Wang Fang wanted to take advantage of the fact that these bamboo shoots are still fresh and tender, so she quickly cut them into slices and put them in a pot to cook, so that they can be dried directly tomorrow.

Otherwise, if you wait until tomorrow, a lot of moisture will be lost in the bamboo shoots. Although the innermost ones will still be fresh, the outer ones will definitely become wilted.

There were half a basket of bamboo shoots in total. I peeled off the outer layer of bamboo shoots and cut them into two full basins.

While Zhang An was cooking bamboo shoots with his mother, little Siqi was already dozing off, yawning non-stop.

Seeing this, Su Ying held him on her lap. After a while, she heard even breathing and fell into a very deep sleep.

"Xiaoying, please take Qiqi to the bed to sleep."

Seeing that the little guy fell asleep, Wang Fang asked his daughter-in-law to take him to the bed to sleep.

"He hasn't washed his face and feet yet. Wait for me to wash him before I pick him up."

Su Ying glanced at her son, prepared to stand up and put him down, then poured water over to wash the little guy's face and feet.

"No need, Qiqi is asleep, don't wake him up, just take him to bed."

Wang Fang has always loved his grandson, his face and feet. It didn't matter whether she washed it or not, she didn't want to wake her grandson.

By the time I finally cooked all the sliced ​​bamboo shoots and took them out, filtered the water and put it into a dustpan, it was almost eleven o'clock at night.

After drying, the family turns off the lights and prepares to rest.

When Zhang An returned to the room, Su Ying was already on the bed, leaning on the bedside with a book in her hand to read.

"Why are you still not sleeping? Don't read at this late at night. It will hurt your eyes very much. You don't want to have to wear glasses in the future."

Zhang An changed his clothes. Go to bed and put your wife in your arms.

"Just take a look, it doesn't happen every day, it doesn't matter."

Su Ying put the book in her hand on the bedside and leaned into Zhang An's arms.

After turning off the lights, Zhang An began to work hard. After all, the big task of opening up the old Zhang family has always been on the shoulders of the two of them.

At night, Su Ying, who was overworked, had fallen asleep and snored.

Su Ying usually doesn't snore when sleeping, which shows that she was really tired just now.

After Zhang An pulled the quilt for the people around him, he entered the space.

Then he held it in the air, and the gourd that held the spiritual spring crystal dew immediately flew into his hand.

When he came to the edge of the spring, Zhang An opened the gourd lid and put away all the spiritual spring crystal dew in the stone bowl.

Then he took it to his ear and shook it. Although this gourd can hold a lot, and the little bit of spiritual spring crystal dew he just put in, it was just a little bit, but his face still showed satisfaction. smile.

He had been waiting for several months for this bit of spiritual spring crystal dew. Then, he ran towards the bamboo forest.

Although so much time has passed, the bamboo forest is still the same size as last time and has not expanded a bit.

Zhang An knew that it was space that restricted the expansion of bamboo.

When he came to the bamboo forest, Zhang An did not summon all the centipedes like last time, but only summoned the largest one.

After all, this one is only a dozen pairs of feet short of meeting Zhang Yixing's requirements. Zhang An will definitely invest all the spiritual spring crystals in it.

And Zhang An is not worried enough about it alone.

Although I fed so much last time, dozens of pairs of feet grew out, but this thing gets more and more weird as it gets older, and no one can be sure how difficult it will be to grow the last dozen pairs of feet. .

After feeling Zhang An's call, the largest centipede immediately climbed out of the bamboo forest.

After seeing Zhang An, they immediately gathered around Zhang An’s feet.

With a body length of more than one meter, Zhang An was surrounded tightly.

The more than two hundred centipede legs were so densely packed as they kept crawling.

Even if Zhang An is not a patient with trypophobia, seeing this scene in front of him still gave him goosebumps all over his body.

"Okay, okay, stop wandering around, stop quickly."

Zhang An was afraid that it would continue to wander around and dazzle him, so he stopped it quickly.

The big guy also followed Zhang Anxin's thoughts, and then stood in front of him honestly.

Then, Zhang An opened the gourd and poured out the spiritual spring crystal dew inside.

Originally, he wanted to keep some, but after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and poured it all out.

The main reason is that he is worried that because he saved this bit of spiritual spring crystal dew, the centipede will end up being just a little bit short, missing one or two pairs of legs, which is not worth it at all.

The main reason is that he has tried it before. The more Lingquan Crystal Dew is used, the stronger the effect. If it is used separately, the effect will be greatly reduced.

If it's just a little bit close, even if he doesn't make it in the end, it will definitely be too late.

As soon as I poured the Lingquan crystal dew into the basin, other centipedes in the bamboo forest were immediately attracted to it.

And that’s not all. Even other animals in the space are rushing here. The attraction of this thing to animals is absolutely fatal.

However, without Zhang An's permission, even if they were very eager, they could only watch around without daring to take a step closer.

With Zhang An's permission, the big centipede immediately stretched its huge and bright red head into the basin, sucking the crystal dew of the spiritual spring inside hungrily.

Zhang An only poured into a bowl, which didn't seem like much. Within a few seconds, the big centipede drank it all, without wasting any of it.

After the spiritual spring crystal dew disappeared, all the other animals surrounding it also dispersed.

After half the payment, what Zhang An expected happened.

The big centipede entrenched in front of Zhang An remained motionless at first, and then bursts of slight sounds slowly came from the hard shell. The decibels were very small, and if it were not for the space Even Zhang An couldn't hear clearly.

Then the two bright red long whiskers that kept twitching stopped, and after Zhang An blinked, he began to tilt his head. He saw that the bright red centipede's head began to bulge, and it felt like it was about to push out.

Finally, as two long bright red beards stretched out, this guy had begun to shed his skin, crawling out bit by bit from the dark old skin.

The centipede that just climbed out is not that black, but rather yellowish or earthy brown.

Because it was too long, it shed its skin very slowly. Zhang An could only watch it climb out of its dark old shell bit by bit.

I don’t know how long it took, but this huge guy finally crawled out of that layer of skin.

The original dark black old shell, after molting, can no longer see any blackness and appears brownish-yellow.

Actually, this is the original color of the old centipede shell. It used to look black because the centipede was still inside.

Anyway, as long as it is an animal that sheds its skin, the shed skin is generally translucent, and the larger it is, the more opaque it becomes.

The same is true for centipedes. If the centipede is smaller, the skin it sheds will be light yellow, while the color of the very small one will be lighter.

"Damn, why do I care about this."

Suddenly, Zhang An slapped his head and quickly turned his attention from the old body to the centipede that had just shed its skin.

He spent so much effort and accumulated the spiritual spring crystal dew that he cherished for so long before he allowed this big guy to shed its skin again.

The most important thing now is definitely to count how many feet the big guy has after molting, but to stare at the old clothes that others took off.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine..."

Because the centipede's legs are symmetrical on the left and right sides, Zhang An only stared at one side and counted them carefully.

Just when Zhang Angang counted to early one hundred, the big guy who had been motionless just now suddenly started to move, turned around and crawled back to eat the old shell that had just shed.

Zhang An originally wanted it to be quiet and not move until he finished counting, but when he saw how delicious it was, he held back.

Centipedes are different from cicadas. Cicadas do not eat their shed shells, but centipedes do.

This behavior is called "self-eating" and is a natural phenomenon of many arthropods. By eating old skin, they can recycle some useful materials and clean up their living environment.

After all, they are very vulnerable during this period and it is very difficult to find food, so self-feeding can ensure their need for food.

Zhang An didn’t know about it before. He only found out about it after reading it in a book.

For example, last time Zhang An put away those centipede shells, that is, in space. If they were outside, there would definitely be many centipedes that would be hungry.

The old shell has shrunk a lot, only less than half of its original body length.

The big guy who has shed his skin has grown a lot this time, and he quickly ate a lot of the old shell.

Zhang An found that when it was chewing food, the front segments near its head were moving.

I simply stopped waiting for it to finish eating, and patiently counted it again.

"One hundred and forty-six, one hundred and forty-seven, one hundred and forty-eight, one hundred and forty-nine, one hundred and five..."

After half the salary, Zhang An counted all the feet on one side of the big guy, no more, no less, exactly one hundred and fifty.

There are one hundred and fifty on one side. If the two sides are added together, it will be three hundred. This number makes Zhang An feel excited and lucky at the same time.

What was exciting was that he had raised these three hundred centipedes. Fortunately, he had not thought about saving just now, otherwise, there might not have been so many.

But then, Zhang An quickly suppressed his excitement and started counting from the beginning, because he was worried that he had counted wrongly. The number of one hundred and fifty pairs was too coincidental.

After counting patiently from the beginning, he counted again.

After living for so many years, he has never been so unsure of himself in counting.

In the end, he counted several times in succession, and counted both the left and right sides together.

Facts have proved that he is right to be serious, and he did count wrongly.

But what’s wrong is not that he has too many, but that he is missing a pair. Now all the legs on the left and right sides add up to a total of 302, which is two more than the three hundred that Zhang Yi Xing needs. Only.

(End of this chapter)