Surviving Endless Disasters

In the afternoon, Wen Zheng made a new discovery.

A little far from the stream, there is a tree with dark gray bark, many branches, small but dense leaves, and spherical green fruits in the middle of the leaves.

Looking up at this tree, especially the green fruit on it, is the kind of tree Wen Zheng knows.

The author has something to say: About pineapple: Pineapple is native to the tropical mountains in Brazil, Argentina and Paraguay, but no real wild ones have been found.

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Although I don’t understand why no real wild ones have been found, the parallel world set in the text has wild pineapples.

Chapter 52 This is a tree distributed in tropical and subtropical areas. Wen Zheng has seen it in a documentary. The name of this tree is stone chestnut tree, and it also has another name, candle fruit tree. These two names can express the characteristics of this tree.

The fruit of this plant is covered with fluff on the outside, a bit like a small round kiwi.

The fruit is a drupe, a bit like a walnut, with a very thin outer skin and a very hard inner skin. The kernel inside is poisonous when eaten fresh, but it tastes like peanuts after being roasted.

Because the shell of this fruit is very hard, people used to have to smash it with stones to get the kernel inside, so it was named stone chestnut.

In the documentary that Wen Zheng saw, some birds would smash the fruit on stones when they wanted to eat this fruit, using tools like humans.

The leaves of this tree have medicinal value, and fresh leaves can stop bleeding after being crushed and applied to wounds.

In addition, the fruit of the stone chestnut is more valuable than the leaves.

The stone chestnut fruit is not only edible, but also has industrial value. The fruit is rich in oil.

Although the oil it contains is not suitable for consumption, it can be used to make paint, soap and candles.

Wen Zheng was very excited when he thought that he would have candles soon.

Every night, he could only use moonlight and flames for lighting. When he returned, he would try to make candles with stone chestnut fruit.

Wen Zheng had thought about what could be used as a light source. Oil lamps could be used, but he preferred to eat the little lard that was refined. He didn't expect to find a candle fruit tree today.

After looking at the stream that had not yet found its end, Wen Zheng continued to move forward, preparing to pick more on the way back.

There were many ripe and fallen stone chestnuts on the ground. Wen Zheng picked up a few before leaving, studying them carefully as he walked.

There was no other harvest until it got dark, so Wen Zheng found another big tree to spend the second night.

It's the third day, and I hope I can get what I want today. Sleeping on a tree is far less comfortable than sleeping in a cave.

It's a good enjoyment to walk along the stream. The stream is clear and transparent, and there are many mossy stones at the bottom of the stream. Occasionally, you can see small fish swimming in it, and a few small crabs will run out of the cracks in the rocks.

The wild grass is green, the wild flowers are fragrant, and you can also see bees busy collecting honey. It's a lively scene.

Wen Zheng went from west to east to find the source of the stream. The terrain along the whole journey was relatively flat, but overall the terrain was higher as he walked.

When the sun was high, Wen Zheng saw a species that made him ecstatic, and it was also a plant that he had been thinking about.

The oval red fruit in front of him was about the size of a pea, and looked completely different from the long and pointed peppers that he usually eats, but this color and smell made people think of peppers.

Wen Zheng picked one and crushed it gently with his fingernails. The pungent smell hit Wen Zheng's sense of smell violently, making him sneeze twice, and his eyes were stimulated to tears.

This is definitely a pepper! Even though he was stimulated, Wen Zheng looked at the red fruit in his hand as if he was looking at a treasure, and threw it into his mouth to taste it.

Just after 0.01 seconds, Wen Zheng regretted this action.

Oh my God! This pepper is a bit too spicy! It's just a small fruit, and the spiciness spreads from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue, and then enters the throat.

Wen Zheng felt that his entire mouth was not his own, and even his throat seemed to be on fire, ready to spit out a stream of flames at any time.

Even his nose and eyes couldn't stand it, not to mention his tongue that hadn't eaten chili for a long time. Compared with the millet peppers he eats every day, this wild chili is several times spicier.

He hurriedly spit out the remaining chili in his mouth, and Wen Zheng's eyes were red, and he was anxiously running around around him.

Wen Zheng could only rinse his mouth to reduce the spiciness in his mouth, but the full bamboo tube of water was used up, and the spiciness still remained in his mouth.

Tuan Tuan, who couldn't wait for a response, finally couldn't help it. Although he didn't know what happened, he saw that Wen Zheng became like this because he ate chili, and his little head didn't know what he was thinking, so he flew over and pecked a chili.

A terrible cry rang out in the air. Wen Zheng, who was busy rinsing his mouth, did not notice Tuan Tuan's movements, and had no chance to stop him. He looked over anxiously after hearing the cry, thinking that Tuan Tuan had been attacked. Then he saw Tuan Tuan dived and put his mouth into the stream.

Can't birds feel spicy? As soon as the question appeared in Wen Zheng's mind, he realized that Tuan Tuan was not an ordinary bird. The black box even made Tuan Tuan's taste evolve.

After tossing for a long time, Wen Zheng and Tuan Tuan both sat on the grass. Tuan Tuan was fine, but his feathers were a little messy, but Wen Zheng's mouth was red and almost swollen from the spiciness.

Who could have imagined that a small chili pepper could have such power. His little eyes were full of fear of the devil chili pepper. Shortly after taking a break, Wen Zheng got up and picked these chili pepper fruits into a bamboo tube, causing everyone to panic. scream.

"It's okay. We won't eat these fruits directly. We will make them into chili sauce or chili noodles. Occasionally add a little bit for seasoning. The dishes will taste particularly good.

"Wen Zheng said as he picked it. In fact, after the spicy taste passed, Wen Zheng felt quite good, but his body couldn't bear it.

Considering that eating too much spicy food can lead to physical discomfort such as internal heat, Wen Zheng had no intention of eating too much chili pepper. As he told Tuan Tuan, he could keep it after processing and eat it slowly.

Tuantuan's eyes were full of doubts about Wen Zheng's statement. In the end, their trust in Wen Zheng prevailed, but they resolutely stayed away from the pepper.

Wen Zheng picked a lot of peppers and put them in Wang Zao's plastic bottle. Wen Zheng looked at the pepper seedlings reluctantly and looked up at the hillside ahead. Wen Zheng hesitated between the two choices of continuing to move forward or returning.

The high hillside in front blocked his view of walking forward. Wen Zheng estimated the distance from the hillside and decided to go to the top of the hillside to have a look. If he still couldn't see the end at the top of the hillside, he would go back the way he came.

After making the decision, Wen Zheng moved much faster and continued walking forward. When he reached the hillside, he successfully found the source of the stream.

There was a stone wall in the mountain that was blocked by trees, so Wen Zheng couldn't see it clearly.

There is gurgling water in the gaps between the stone walls, and it falls to the ground. There is a small pool on the ground, and it slowly flows to the lower ground according to the topography, forming a stream over time.

The source of the stream was found, but now that it was at the foot of the hillside, Wen Zheng wanted to climb up and take a look at the scenery ahead.

It has been two and a half days of walking. Even if the walking speed in the mountains and forests is relatively slow, it is time to reach the other end of the deserted island.

The result was just as Wen Zheng expected. He worked hard to climb up the hillside and then climbed into the tree. Looking down from a high place was a very familiar scene.

The woods turn into meadows, the meadows turn into beaches, and the beaches connect to the sea.

He finally saw the other side of the desert island! Instead of passing by, we returned the same way up the hillside. The initial excitement disappeared and was replaced by melancholy.