In the end, Tian Xiaopang's experiment ended in failure again. He even put on a pair of pants and was pulled out by the swan, which was like wearing two cloth pieces. I don't know where to throw the shoulder pole, so I could only carry two baskets. Xiaobai was not in high spirits behind him, and his little head was hanging down. The whole group of defeated soldiers who came down from the battlefield.

Behind him, Big Gray and Little Gray were closely followed. The two big swans could accept the same kind, but Big Gray and they didn't do it, so they had to get it back in the end.

After passing by the geese-releasing team again, he saw Tian Xiaopang's miserable behavior, he must have failed. He knew why he failed, but this was the consequence of pretending to be clear. Several aunts held back their laughter, took the basket, and then sprinkled the water birds inside. They shouted a few times, and the water birds quickly melted into the ducks and geese.

We can only do this first. When they grow up next year, they will naturally recognize their ancestors when they see their similar species. At that time, Tian Xiaopang will decide to conduct the third experiment. This time, Tian Xiaopang is a little unconfident: Can the big swans living with family gooses spread their wings and fly over Mount Everest?

Turn around and poke Xiaobai's forehead: "It's all the trouble you caused--"

Xiaobai Kaba tried his best to sniff, but he didn't dare to say anything. Who told me that I had to steal some bird eggs?

Then, I went to the edge of Moon Lake, selected the trees on the east bank, found some tall dead trees, and sprinkled all the ivy. By the next year, I guess this forest will become a holy place for water birds to build nests.

Seeing Yueliang Lake, Tian Xiaopang remembered an important thing again. The two newly contracted pastures also had to be planned early. It turned out that there was a big bubble there, which was a seven-star bubble, a total of seven.

The bubbles on the grassland over there are roughly round, and the original name is "Nanri Lake", which means Sun Lake, which is exactly opposite to Moon Lake here.

It’s best to draw out the water this fall, sprinkle grass seeds and other things, and you can resume growth in the spring of the next year. However, like Moon Lake, it’s a bit unworkable to mobilize villagers to dig water. Every time you can dig out water, the fool suspects that there is something wrong with it.

After thinking for a long time, I really came up with a story: Let’s dig a ditch to the Ri Lake, which is connected to each other. The old river channel is still there, and it can be cleaned up a little, and it is not considered a major project.

When the water here flows, I secretly ask the little bastard to lure the water out there. Without knowing it, I can complete the water storage work of the Rihu Lake.

After planning, the little depression in his heart immediately disappeared. After returning to the village to discuss with Village Chief Bao and others, everyone had no objection. Because the Yuwei who dug out the water from Moon Lake was still there, even if Tian Xiaopang said that he could dig a well in the desert, everyone believed it.

Bao Daming understood and further improved this plan: It was said that the town had already started practicing Taoism from Heixiazitun, so he looked for a young foreman in private and stuffed less money. At night, he asked him to send someone to sneak a bulldozer, and it was done in a few hours.

That would be even more convenient, so the village chief Bao gave Daming to Daming for two thousand yuan and smoothly, so he got the matter. The main reason is that everyone is busy picking mushrooms now. For this little money, picking a few more baskets of mushrooms will come back.

Tian Xiaopang finally got idle, so he followed the large army into the forest to pick mushrooms. As the weather became colder, the types of mushrooms were also quietly changing. There were fewer and fewer rivet mushrooms, matsutake mushrooms, etc., but mushrooms with strong cold resistance gradually began to emerge.

The most common ones are small chanterelle mushrooms, which mainly grow in the larch forest. Looking from afar, there are stars and golden light, all of which are golden small mushrooms.

This little yeast mushroom tastes very fragrant and has a beautiful appearance, just like a small yellow umbrella that is stretched out. The only disadvantage is that it is a little smaller. The umbrella cover is usually the size of a bottle cap, which is more laborious to pick.

Everyone took small stools and horse stools, sat there picking, turned around, cleaned up the surroundings, and then moved forward little by little.

Tian Xiaopang was also sitting on a small stool. The forest was lukewarm and there were fewer mosquitoes. Take a breath of fresh breath, pick a golden yam mushroom and clean the roots. You don’t need to worry about the pine branches and other things on the umbrella cover. After drying, they all fall off after they shake off.

This is not good in the woodland of larch. The pine needles are small and fall one by one a year, so there is a thick layer of pine needles on the ground. The mushrooms are arched out from below, and it is inevitable that some of them will be glued on the umbrella cover, which is more troublesome to clean.

Bao Daming, who also sat next to him, was obviously better than Tian Xiaopang. He picked a small yellow mushroom and blew a few breaths on the top and bottom folds of the umbrella cover and blowing off the pine needles. Otherwise, why would he say that he was a wise man?

"I understand, I'm still bragging when I pick mushrooms. Why don't I brag enough?" An aunt next to him joked with him.

Puff—Bao Daming understood and blew on the mushroom calmly: "I'm a fairy spirit. If you believe it or not, I'll give you a fairy spirit. If you slap it, your pants will be directly removed to your heels, and then there will be bleaching and bleaching drops left--"

A few pine towers came over, accompanied by the women's laughter and scolding: "I understand, you are not a fairy-like spirit, you are just a hooligan spirit!"

The villagers work like this, and they just pull it down, especially those old ladies, and last time they almost got rid of it.

If you can't afford to mess with me, Bao Daming threw the small stool to Dahuang, who was on the live broadcast, muttering: "This little yellow mushroom is too small to be able to support me. I'll go to the woods over there to see if the Yuanmu came out. That thing is big, and it's so satisfying to touch one."

Most Yuan mushrooms grow on rotten trees in broad-leaved forests and have relatively high value. They can be said to be more than hazel mushrooms.

Seeing Damingbai stretching out his dragon claw hand, he seemed to want to touch someone and get enough of his hand, but of course he suffered from a pine tower rain. In the live broadcast room, there was a "old hooligan" flashing.

Bao Da understood that he could only run away in a hurry and wandered around, but Yuanmu didn't watch it, because Yuanmu was also called frozen mushroom, and it would take a few more days to be colder than the weather. Therefore, Tian Xiaopang didn't follow him, and he knew it was certain.

As a sensible person in the village, it is not good to go back like this. Bao Daming decided to go to the poplar field to pick some large Northeast oil mushrooms. The thing is big, similar to the palm of an adult, and he can pick up a basket in a while.

But this oil mushroom tastes average, so it is not very valuable, and the villagers generally do not pick it up.

Bao Daming carried a mud basket and wandered to the poplar forest. As expected, the big oil mushrooms on the ground were lined up and the umbrella covers were as big as small rice bowls for eating. The surface was yellow-brown and looked oily, so it was called the big oil mushroom.

This is what it means to be satisfied. Daming understands that he squatted and started picking. He guessed that he should have made half a basket. He was about to stand up and straighten his waist, but turned his head to look into the basket: No, there are only a few mushrooms, I remember that picking them is not old or young.

It must be some old lady who joked with me and secretly picked up the mushrooms, just so that I could not let it go.

So I continued to pick mushrooms, but I was careful, and I didn't forget to look after the basket from the corner of my eyes. Sure enough, within a short while, a hand reached out and grabbed a handful of mushrooms.

"Look at where are you going this time-" Damingbai reached out and grabbed the other person's wrist, and found that one hand could not be held, so he put the other hand on: "Let me see, who is the old lady?"

The eyes were dark and I couldn't see clearly, so I quickly put on the reading glasses on my chest and took a closer look: Oh my god, why did you take off your clothes? It was revealed that two things were wandering in front of him. It was so big!

Whose family is this? I'm here to tempt me. Let me tell you, Bao Da understands that he is loyal to his wife. I thought about it and looked at her hard again. It seemed that something was wrong. The hair on her body was too heavy and black.

I realized that the more I looked at it, the more I looked, I looked up at the other person's face. Oh my god, my scarlet big lips turned out, this is to eat people!

Then, a scream rang out in the poplar forest, which was even worse than slaughtering pigs during the Chinese New Year.

Everyone in the forest who picked mushrooms here also heard it and stopped their work: "I feel very clear when I hear this movement. This old guy was shocked. Did you mess with you just now and take it off?"

"Where are all here?" The aunts looked around, and there were many people.

As he spoke, Tian Xiaopang had run away and soon followed the sound just now. He saw Bao Daming lay on the ground in a forest of poplar trees, and the basket containing mushrooms was also flipped.

When he ran to the front, Bao Damingbai twitched all over and foamed in his mouth. But Tian Xiaopang was frightened and quickly pinched the person to the point of being rescued. However, his whole body was still trembling, like a sieve.

"Uncle Ming, what's wrong with you?" Tian Xiaopang hugged Bao Daming, and kept patting him on his back.

Bao Da understood that his lips were blue and his words were filled with tremolo: "Oh~ah~mom~ah, but~I'm scared to death. There's a fairy. That guy is covered in black hair and his big lips are rumbling. He must be eating people--"

As soon as he heard that his big lips were rolling, Tian Xiaopang knew that it must be Da Zhuang and Er Zhuang. He had told these two savages that they could not hurt others, and they would not meet Bao Damingming.

So he quickly explained: "Uncle I understand, don't be afraid, you must have met a black blind man. It's okay, the black blind man here doesn't eat people!"

"It's not a black blind man, it must be a fairy. Oh my god, my big lips are flipping, I must be eating people--" Bao Daming became more and more excited as he spoke, looking at the posture he was about to suck again.

At this time, everyone also came over to comfort him for a while, and then asked Sa Rigen to carry Damingbai back first. Tian Xiaopang didn't go back, so he was going to talk to Dazhuang and the others. He couldn't scare people like this. What if he was scared?

He was also blamed for this. When he told them that they would find outsiders poaching in the forest, they would scare them. But he forgot one thing: Dazhuang and Erzhuang couldn't tell who was from the village and who was outsiders.
Chapter completed!