Sword and Magic and Taxi
Chapter 12: What the Ranger lacks
After the wound was cured, the old ranger put down his backpack, took out a small skin bag from it, and took a bite in his mouth after pulling off the cork. He said vaguely something similar to a spell, and then sprayed it on Zhao Mai's body violently, taking a frontal mouthful and another mouthful from the back.
The sprayed thing has a mint-like smell, so that it is not annoying. After guessing the gestures, I finally figured out its usefulness. The woods at night are full of mosquitoes. Although bites are not necessarily fatal, itching and pain are always inevitable, and sometimes they will get sick. Rangers in the forest have a variety of methods to deal with this situation, and deworming agents are the most convenient one.
Neither person carried a tent, so the skin of Chimera was used as canvas. With the help of the horizontal branches between the two trees, a simple canopy is completed by pressing one side with a heavy backpack. A small fire was raised, and the ground was heated with fire first, and then a layer of leaves that Zhao Mai had never seen before was spread. This is where they rest at night.
Dinner is still roast pork, no salt or seasoning. Carl ate very carefully. He took the dagger to clean the corners and corners of the meat. Then he roasted the bones in the fire and used them when they were crisp. This may just be Karl's quirk, but it may also be the custom of the ranger. Since you are accepting the other side's asylum, you need to do whatever you want with the host and do whatever you like. Zhao Mai also learned everything, chewing his bones as if he had been ransacked by termites.
The forest quickly became pitch black, and as long as it was more than twenty feet away from the fire, the vision was not as sharp as the touch. Darkness does not mean tranquility, all kinds of insects around are mixed with the sound of wind and leaves, and there is no stopping for a moment. Zhao Mai was nervous. Several times he felt that footsteps approached, and he seemed to see a pair of green beast eyes. But Old God Carl was there, with a laid-back appearance, he could only force his fear, and also made a confident expression.
The old man saw his pretending to be calm, and smiled at him, "Don't worry, it's safe here." Seeing "Mike" not knowing why, the ranger pointed to the thick "Cihai". Indicate that he should learn the language as soon as possible.
Zhao Mai thinks so too. With the help of the fire, he began to do his best to read and study. Since he chose to take a break early, Carl was not too sleepy, so he sat side by side with Zhao Mai, pointed at the text in the book and read aloud, and then used words to form sentences so that he could learn the most basic sentence patterns and grammar.
Using this method of communication, he assigned Zhao Mai a task: when he was reading, he would throw in a few branches at regular intervals to keep the bonfire burning. Before going to bed, clean the branches and leaves around the fire again to avoid fire.
After speaking, he put on his cloak, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Zhao Mai looked at it for a while, and always felt that he slept very shallowly, as if he could wake up in a bit of trouble. When I was a child, I went back to my hometown and my watchdog was like this. The old man said that this is called vigilant light sleep. The effect of rest is not as good as deep sleep, but it can save your life at critical moments.
It is said that Zhang Fei in the Three Kingdoms period was lightly sleeping with his eyes open. He drank too much the night he was cut off. He fell into a deep sleep and lost his alertness before allowing the culprits to succeed.
Zhao Mai didn't want to disturb him, so he closed his mouth and read the book, even the action of adding firewood every moment became cautious. The surrounding area was pitch black, and the time displayed on the phone was thirty times slower, and it could not be used as a clock. However, based on his biological clock, he estimated that it should have passed nine o'clock in the evening.
Zhao Mai is a nocturnal creature and sleeps during the day. As a result, in addition to crossing, working, and running through the forest, all that day is to keep learning and concentrate highly. According to common sense, he should be sleepy now, but he only has very little sleepiness and feels that he can hold on for a long time.
When the time of the mobile phone is displayed as nine o'clock in the daytime, the healthy forest is already late at night. Zhao Mai thought it would be strange if he didn't sleep anymore, so he cleared the campfire and squeezed under the Chimei Lapi tent and closed his eyes. He fell asleep quickly, and a soft snoring awakened Karl.
The old man looked at the sky, scanned the camp by the fire, and then smiled with satisfaction. He found that Zhao Mai was sleeping in his clothes, and there was no such thing as a quilt, so he covered his cloak and leaned against the tree to rest with his weapon.
The old man started to be busy before it was light, and he could no longer eat pure pork for breakfast. It was enough to tear off some and cook in the porridge. The porridge is cooked with a mixture of oats, rice and several kinds of beans. The taste is very fragrant, which wakes up Zhao Mai when it just started.
The old man took out a paper bag, held it in his palm, and opened it carefully. Zhao Mai probed his head and looked over and found that there was some coarse salt in it. The unpurified salt is a yellow-brown crystal, and the salt in Karl's hand still has some soil particles in one corner. Zhao Mai had heard of this thing, but had never seen it, so he stretched his finger over to grab a little. Carl also flinched back, turning his eyes twice before handing it back.
took a finger and wiped it, tasted it, and there was no taste, so Zhao Mai picked it up and tasted it. In addition to the salty fishy, it also contained various messy and strange smells. He swears that he also tasted some chemicals. Picking up the skin pouch filled with lake water, Zhao Mai punched his tongue vigorously and spit it out, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is not willing to let Karl put this salt in the porridge.
For him, this is not salt at all, but a poison. Although this thing is far less harmful than waste oil and Sudan red, it is enough to destroy Zhao Mai's all visions of a bowl of fragrant porridge. If you don’t eat salt for a day or two, you can still persist, if you have the opportunity to try to filter and purify some edible salt yourself.
Seeing that Zhao Mai's reaction was so great, Carl stopped insisting on putting salt. After a day of getting along, he has regarded Zhao Mai as a kind and fragile junior, who can take care of him in some ways. This is the smartest young man he has ever met, who is hardworking and studious and has a promising future. However, he didn't believe Zhao Mai's claim that the salt could be delicious, thinking that it was a misunderstanding caused by a wrong wording.
Knowing that the salt here is scarce and unpalatable, Zhao Mai decided to make some good salt. The gauze needed for filtering is not available, and the cotton T-shirt on the body is barely usable. Charcoal is needed to absorb toxins, so he looks for some substitutes from the campfire. I can’t do my best, but it’s absolutely fine to raise the grade of salt.
The iron pot is used to cook porridge, so there is no way to boil salt for a while. Zhao Mai asked Carl and learned that there was a piece of rock salt near his residence and that nearby animals often went there. That being the case, let's check the situation before doing it. Maybe the Ranger lives with better tools.
always let the ranger take care of him, this time he should show his skills. With such a longing, Zhao Mai trot all the way to follow the ranger and quickly walked through the forest. His legs and mouth are not idle along the way, whether it is the copycat version of Chuanlinbu or Common Language, all of them are making rapid progress.
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