Chapter 1081： Abandoned poor man (two in one for subscription) (1/2)

Not to mention the awkward stalemate between Mingguang and Liu Renjun and another world.

Crystal world, somewhere in the tidal flat.

Lin Chou has long hair to his waist, like a peerless chivalrous man out of a martial arts novel with a sword, a sword and a shadow of joy and enmity, dressed in a shining duck feather cloak, he squinted dangerously, and is using a duck in his hand. The needle made from the leg bone opens the eye.

”Ding~”

The duck bone collapsed into two pieces-this thing was too fragile, and Lin Chou's strength was a bit strong.

Lin Chou sighed. He was righteous and couldn't resist the cruelty of this world. He said dejectedly.

”Sure enough, this kind of stitching and mending is not suitable for me at all.”

I used half a duck bone needle to carve the 1881 notches on the crystal stele standing on the side. The square crystal stele is actually very abrupt, much like a tombstone that hasn’t been able to grow grass next to it. In honor of Lin Chou's death, the 1881th Crystal World Day.

It’s hard to tell whether the “sky” here is the earth’s sky or not. His records are calculated based on the changes in the aurora on the large screen of the sky dome. When it is blue, it is dawn and when it is gray it is dark. According to Lin Chou’s own estimation, every time The change time is about 20~24 hours.

”It seems that I can only tie a tie casually to deal with it, and the meticulous processing plan is officially used.”

Lin Chou trembles the duck feathers behind it. The tendons used to tie the play duck feathers have been rough nitrated, but they have been overwhelmed by the wind and rain. The fine tendons of ducks are not particularly suitable for ropes, and there is no way to force them. .

”Next time, use your hands to rub the cane. Although it has been ground a little, it is at least strong.”

Reaching out and scratching the leaky crotch, Lin Chou said in pain,

”Am I having lice? Or fleas?”

For more than one thousand eight hundred days, I can't bear even my underwear, emptiness, loneliness, and coldness. I'm self-destructed.

There are probably just a few things in the crystal space: ducks, rivers, and trees.

There are fish and shrimps in the river, but they are definitely not more than a duck's mouth can swallow; there are grass and flowers on the ground, and of course there are all kinds of nasty bugs.

Ducks are the mainstream of this world and the only large predator, mainly targeting various flowers, trees, and insects.

Of course, in these more than one thousand eight hundred days, another more top predator has been added, and this species is called Lin Chou.

This species is greedy for the dark and rainy morning, and at least nine ducks serve as rations every day. Who makes this stuff outrageous and almost the only source of protein?

In these more than one thousand eight hundred days, Lin Chou had made a death vow sixty-eight times that he would never eat a duck again, and it should be the 69th time today...

”I, Lin Chou, I will be feces after eating ducks!”

However, the color on his face that had accumulated so much that it began to turn green in an instant made Lin Chou unable to breathe-so this dog said that there are only ducks in the world, and he is barely enough to replenish his physical strength and the source he needs~ !

When he first came, he could slaughter an entire duck tribe in minutes, and now three hundred ducks can drive him away.

Oh my god, Nutrition Express can't make up for his lack of physical strength, okay?

Lin Chou sometimes silently thinks that his situation is a bit like the ”Era of the End of Dharma” that often appears in novels. What kind of spiritual power and magic tide decay, even if it is a peerless power, it will be drained and live by the world in which it is located.” starve.

Lin Chou shook the duck feather cloak again, and shamelessly stepped on the river to the opposite bank.

This is a mourning version of Chuhe Hanjie, with the duck on the other end and Lin Chou on this end.

The familiar man came back with a head full of duck feathers, and Lin Chou fished out a few white fish from the small ”Hui” dam piled up by the river.

It is worth mentioning that this river is actually a saltwater river.

With three ducks in his left hand, a few fish in his right hand, and a few duck eggs in the duck feather cloak, Lin Shou has gained a lot.

It's just that the deep mourning expression on his face can't be removed.

Just kidding, since squatting here for several years without being driven mad, it can prove that the heart of this guy is big enough to not fear myocardial infarction, okay!

The crystal world is beautiful, but it is not a good place with abundant products. The monotonous lack of species here is evidenced by the color of the dishes on Lin Sorrow's face.

——It is also a wonderful thing to be able to eat a mobile kitchen into such a virtuous place.

Originally, Lin Chou thought that the crystal world was a genuine, different-dimensional space, but later found out that it was not quite similar. In addition to being made of crystals, the plants and insects in the forest were native earth species, with no difference at all.

and so!

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Every day, he comforts himself by saying that it’s not far from the earth or even a ready-made space channel, but he hasn’t found it yet. If one thousand eight hundred days pass, I believe that the content of YY will likely change when Lin Moumou takes a plane. Into this.

Lin Chou washed the duck with a broken belly, and removed a crystal slab on the ground, revealing a ”hole” in the sour soup.

This is a disabled white sour soup fermented with wild barley rice wash water. The acidity is severely insufficient after fermentation, but it has such a slight taste of alcohol.

The old duck in the sour soup, to remove the fishy and greasy, the stewed duck meat will be very tender, which is considered to be a very good one of the simple seasonings that Lin Chou now has.

——Lin Chou has several caves filled with spices, and he has built very luxurious crystal villas.

After all, boredom can drive people crazy, and Lin Chou often tries to find something to do for himself.

Well, I sometimes force myself to worry about the situation of Mingguang, Cold Tyrannosaurus, and Huang Dashan. Although I feel that it is difficult for me to make a small mess of treason to the party, I will poke a big basket there.

He took out a big crystal pot and scooped out half a pot of white and sour soup, threw the three ducks into it and cooked it.

The white sour soup from wild barley is actually much better than that of rice sour soup. There is a layer of uniform and dense small bubbles on the surface. The sourness is not enough but it is more mellow and has a higher viscosity. It looks like old rice wine. Almost, it will hang the cup and have a lingering fragrance.

There are probably some rushes and horseshoes growing by the river, which is more than clear soup, but it is obviously not enough to remove the fishy smell of duck, so Lin Chou's method is probably sour soup and fire roasting.

White sour soup is nothing precious. Wild barley is astringent and hemp can not serve as a staple food, but it can ferment a hole in sour soup every three days.

After passing the sour soup a little bit, Lin Chou hung the three ducks on a tripod, and the charcoal fire slammed into it, and the fat was grilled. After roasting, they continued to cook.

This is one of the simplest and rude methods in the alley. Boil the warm water first and then bake it. Even if the fishy smell can't be removed, most of it can be wiped out.

He sprinkled some yellowed salt grains in, and Lin Chou ignored the sour soup Lao Ya.

With the saltwater river there, there is no need to worry about salt. Lin Chou has a lot of salt to use.

The salt that legumes are filtered and boiled over and over again does not have the problem of toxicity even if it does not look so good. Probably.

Lin Chou arranged the small silver fishes with the length of their fingers in turn-this is one of the few treasured ingredients. The small dam in the back shape produces ten or eight each day, and it must be treated seriously.

Lin Chou is going to use the recently developed extravagant methods to deal with these weak boneless little guys with almost no internal organs.

He turned back to the crystal villa and took out a crude crystal jar from the shade of the corner, which contained a small half jar of turbid coconut oil.

Lin Chou's journey to develop ingredients has never stopped. Before, he found several solitary coconut trees in the forest more than 800 kilometers away. Most of the coconuts on the trees were mature, and he picked them back.