Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Chapter 412: 【Mushroom Village】

  Chapter 412 [Mushroom Village]

   Not long ahead, there is a forest covered with thick snow.

  The side of the forest that can be seen is densely packed with birch trees.

  The outer bark of this tree is mainly white, which complements the snow on the ground. The outer bark of the birch tree has black mottled, and the closer to the bottom, the thicker it is. And the black and white intertwined appearance of the birch tree makes people somewhat confused whether the patches of white are the snow on the bark or the color of the birch bark itself.

  The side branches of the birch tree are less and thinner, and the leaves have been lost in winter, so the overall appearance, only the trunk is the most conspicuous. Its trunk is not straight, but it is generally upright, and countless such birch trees are densely arranged to form an endless birch forest.

  Fang Chang stood by the edge of the birch forest and looked back.

The green grassland under the starlight still maintains the appearance of being covered with thick snow. All the grass is dormant, quietly waiting for the next spring, waiting for the warm sunshine to melt the snow, and let the snow water feed the dormancy by the way. The stems and leaves of a winter stretch themselves in the spring breeze.

   It is estimated that in a few months, the bleak scene in front of me will become full of vitality.

  The wind blows and the grass is low, and the cattle and sheep are everywhere.

   There may be a variety of beautiful flowers dotted among the thick meadows.

   And for humans living on this grassland, it will be more livable at that time than it is now.

  He turned his head and walked into the boundless forest.

  Although the forest is not as densely covered with bushes as the dense forests in the south, there is still heavy snow in this weather. If ordinary people walk through it, it will definitely be difficult to walk. But with Fang Chang's cultivation base, he walked on the snow very lightly, and there was no trace of trace under his feet.

  However, to Fang Chang's surprise, there were also people active in the forest in this harsh winter.

Among the snow-covered hills and forests, and on the frozen river, there are people wearing thick leather jackets, riding on sledges pulled by several big dogs, or speeding forward on sleds, even faster than walking. several times.

Some of them piled up materials on their backs or sledges, such as iron pots and pans, grain cloth, frozen pear pickles, red paper firecrackers, etc., and some carried bird guns, bows and arrows, fishing nets, and clips. , or carrying the harvest on their backs, going back and forth.

  Although there are mostly fishing and hunting tribes here, the customs are similar to those in the Central Plains.

  Because this is not all dense forests, there are many places suitable for farming, but there are many settlements. Those with a large area of ​​cultivated land are often under the rule of the imperial court and have mixed customs with the fishing and hunting tribes in the forest.

  At least, they also celebrate the New Year, and most of the people who come and go deliver goods for the New Year.

   I just don’t know if setting off firecrackers in the tribe in the forest will cause a fire risk.

  Fang Chang also passed by two or three towns, and rested there. The towns here are relatively deserted, and the food is mainly heavy oil, heavy salt and heavy sugar in order to resist the cold and replenish energy. It seems that it is also to fight the cold. The wine here is very strong. Fang Chang happily brewed a lot in the tavern and packed it in gourds.

  There appears to be a tribe in front.

   Looking up, Fang Chang looked at the clouds above.

  The luck of this tribe is quite ordinary, nothing special.

  He walked around the forest, ready to go in and take a look.

  The layout of this tribe is a bit chaotic, with adobe houses, wooden houses and birch bark houses mixed together, and with different styles, everywhere ingenious and arbitrary, just like a primitive art exhibition area.

  There are three or two people working outside the house, and a few children in thick clothes, laughing and playing in the snow—it is estimated that they will be beaten today for soiling their clothes.

  Seeing a stranger approaching, two middle-aged men from the tribe immediately came up to ask.

   They have seen a lot of outsiders, so they behaved calmly, and just asked Fang Chang why he came. After all, this tribe is not an isolated group, and still has a lot of communication with the outside world, so it is not considered closed.

   "My brother, what are you doing here?"

  The middle-aged man in the front with his sleeves in his sleeves asked. His face was deeply wrinkled, and his skin was light brown from the sun all year round. The middle-aged man was wearing cotton-padded clothes and shoes, and a homemade leather hat.

  Middle-aged cotton-padded clothes and shoes look old, with several patches of the same color as the cotton-padded clothes, but the leather hat looks quite new.

   Fang Chang arched his hands slightly, saluted and said:

   "I'm going to go north. It's getting late and the cold night is sad, so I came here to ask for a place to stay for a night. I don't know if there is a place in your place where I can stay?"

  Hearing this, the middle-aged man laughed a few times and said:

   "Look for a place to live, don't worry, we have plenty of space here! Come with me."

  He glanced at Fang Chang's attire and saw that the young man who came was dressed in clean and white clothes. The gourd around his waist, the package on his back and the sword seemed to be not cheap, so he thought for a while and said:

   "Looking at your outfit, you are also a decent person. You can't just find a place. I'll take you to the Tunzhu's house."

   After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fang Chang to respond, he dragged him towards the house in the middle of this small tribe.

  This house is made of adobe, except for a slightly larger area, there is not much difference.

   But the large bunches of red peppers hanging at the door of this house are more conspicuous, because the doorways of other people in your small settlement often hang large bunches of mushrooms and some frozen meat.

  Chili peppers are still in the early stage of popularity in the Central Plains, Bashu and other places. There are a large number of self-grown peppers here. It seems that this "Tunzhu" is really well-connected and discerning.

  The middle-aged man walked and said:

"Our Mushroom Village was built in recent decades. It is remote and few people come here all the year round. It's a world of ice and snow. It's really busy. The guests come from afar. If you have time tonight, please do a good job for us. Talk about the outside world."

  Fang Chang smiled and said: "It's good."

  The middle-aged man walked to the door and patted the courtyard door directly: "Hey, hey, Boss Bai, there are guests." Then he opened the door and walked in without waiting for any movement inside.

The people inside just pushed open the door and came out. Seeing the middle-aged man walking in, they seemed to be dissatisfied with rushing into their own yard, and laughed and scolded: "Look at you impatient, I want to slow down, you want to Why did you take me out? I'm not afraid that your sister-in-law will beat you up."

   After finishing speaking, he saw Fang Chang walking into the courtyard, greeted him with a smile on his face, and said, "Where are the guests coming from? Please come in, it's cold outside."

   As he spoke, he raised the fur curtain and let Fang Chang into the room.

  Fang Chang walked into the room, the light inside was not very good, but it was very warm and pleasant.

   Opened the newly released "Dyson Sphere Project" last night. When I looked up, it was two o'clock in the morning, and I was guilty... The simulation construction game is really a time killer. I decided not to touch it again before the holiday.

   Thank you Shijie, Lord Zhongcai, Shi Huiheng, and book friends 20170530105621204 for the rewards.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)