"Hi, Jinzi, what are you doing? Hurry up, your little master wants to eat bamboo rats!" Zhang Lang looked at the gold that was being pulled around on the ground and ordered loudly.!

"Ao···········"

"What? Are there treasures underground? Gold, you are just a wolf that has become a spirit, not a treasure hunter!

Now hurry up and catch bamboo rats! Your little master wants to eat it!" Zhang Lang didn't care and reached out and patted Jinzi's head.

"Aoah!"

Jin Zi shouted at Zhang Lang twice in protest, and turned to execute Zhang Lang's order.

The spirit-forming Jinzi dared not disobey Zhang Lang's orders, and protesting twice was already the limit.

Zhang Lang smiled and didn't care about Jin Zi's protests. He understood that Jin Zi was acting coquettishly at him.

He arranged for gold to catch bamboo rats, while Zhang Lang went to chop bamboo to make his favorite bamboo rice for his son.

Bamboo rice is an ideal food for picnics. It is simple to make. Cut off a bamboo tube, put it in an appropriate amount of glutinous rice and water, and cook it on the fire. When the surface of the bamboo tube is burned, the rice is cooked.

When eating, split the bamboo tube and the rice is wrapped in bamboo film. It is soft and delicious, with the fragrance of fragrant bamboo and the fragrance of rice.

If you put some bacon and appropriate amount of salt in it, it will definitely be a delicious food on earth.

For bamboo, you should choose annual tender bamboo. You should not use old bamboo, otherwise it will affect the taste and will not have the unique fragrance of Hsinchu.

This is not the first time Zhang Lang has made bamboo rice. He is familiar with it. He quickly found the suitable bamboo and cut it down.

Without cleaning the bamboo, just open a small hole, put the washed glutinous rice and bacon in, and seal the mouth.

After chopping the bamboo that made the bamboo tube rice, Zhang Lang looked for some dead bamboos in the bamboo forest.

Dead bamboo can be used as firewood. It is really difficult to find firewood in tropical rainforests. There are dry branches, but they are all soaked in the rain.

It is the rainy season now, and it is not suitable for activities in the jungle as a normal person.

Because it rains heavily, there are many times no signs at all, and it is normal for the next week.

Dried bamboo, because of the oil film on the surface, is not easy to be soaked in rainwater.

Zhang Lang returned to the camp with the bamboo, where Tang Feifei had already set up the tent with two little guys.

These days after coming out, the most rewarding thing for the two little guys is that they have learned to set up tents. Now every time they camp, the job of setting up tents belongs to Tang Feifei and the others.

Zhang Lang is responsible for finding food and cooking.

"What is this? Why are you placing these leaves?" Zhang Lang asked with an ok when he saw the outside of the tent surrounded by leaves.

"These are agarwood leaves. If you have them late, don't worry about mosquitoes." Tang Feifei said with a smile.

"Agarwood leaves? Where did they come from?"

"Over there! There is a small agarwood forest!" Tang Feifei pointed to another direction at the entrance of the valley and said the lower part of the river.

"Aowoo!"

"Aowoo!"

Before Zhang Lang could study the agarwood forest, Dahua and Xiaohua returned from hunting, and put a little wild boar and a black deer at Zhang Lang's feet and howled at him for credit.

"I understand! You are very awesome, I will bake it for you later!" Zhang Lang patted Dahua and Xiaohua.

After two tigers and Jinzi stayed with Zhang Lang and the others for a long time, they actually developed the habit of eating cooked food.

"You take Xiao Qilin and Xiaomei back to pick up some bamboo fungus, and then cut some dead bamboo branches. I'll wash these two preys." Zhang Lang picked up the prey he had returned from the big flowers and small flowers and said to Tang Feifei.

He brought his prey to the river and blew the little wild boar and black deer and cleaned it.

The internal organs and other things were thrown into the river to feed the fish. The four of them added three sperm-forming animals, and these two preys were enough to eat.

After cleaning his prey, Zhang Lang returned to the camp. Tang Feifei and the others had already returned and had the fire ready.

Gold also caught bamboo rats and came back.

Zhang Lang put the wild boar and the black deer on the fire, threw the bamboo tubes containing the rice into the fire, and asked Tang Feifei and the others to watch, and carried the bamboo rat to the river again.

The whole family started together and made a hearty and delicious dinner.

"Dad, why don't we have bamboo? If we have bamboo in our family, I can eat delicious bamboo rice every day!" My son rubbed his belly and said greedily.

The little Qilin was bred by Zhang Lang and tended to be a foodie to show off.

Now whenever you go to a place, what you care most about is not fun, but what is delicious.

"Jinzi, what are you doing? What's underneath?" Zhang Lang saw Jinzi digging soil on the black soil again.

While asking, he followed the situation with his spiritual sense to observe the situation underground.

He remembered what Jinzi said about the treasures underground, and was preparing to use his spiritual sense to see what treasures it was, so that Jinzi could never forget them.

"What is this? Wait! Black soil, black soil that doesn't grow anything?" Zhang Lang swept his spiritual sense and screamed in surprise.

Agarwood trees are produced in the tropical areas and are difficult to grow, and the formation of agarwood is even more difficult. Agarwood trees are rare in China, with only Hui and An. Most of the agarwood that people are familiar with now come from Vietnam, Thailand, Malaysia, Cambodia and other places.

Myanmar also has the growth of agarwood trees.

The agarwood forest that Tang Feifei just appeared in the lower reaches of the river proved this.

Zhang Lang turned around and looked downstream, and could clearly see the agarwood forest that Tang Feifei mentioned. His life was not pleasant, and he was tilted, as if he had encountered a mudslide.

By the way, it is a mudslide. When it comes to plum rain season in Vietnam, it is normal for heavy rain for a week and half a month. Mudslideslides often appear in the mountains.

Seeing this, Zhang Lang knew what the treasure was under his feet. No wonder the soil here is good. The dark soil is fertile and can drip oil, but nothing grows!

It turned out to be a treasure hidden under the ground, and the agarwood was causing trouble.

Zhang Lang's spiritual sense could see the pieces of agarwood of large and small hidden under the ground.

From the agarwood hidden underground, it can be inferred that this valley should have been covered with agarwood trees a long time ago, but the mudslides were buried underground by the mudslides again and again.

Especially this valley has a relatively terrain and there is a small river, which is very suitable for mudslide conditions.

The mudslide flowed down the river and was blocked by the agarwood trees growing in the valley. The mudslides have finally submerged the agarwood forest again and again.

The stones wrapped in mudslides hit the agarwood trees, creating conditions for the formation of incense.

One of the conditions for the agarwood tree to produce incense is injury.

When the agarwood tree is attacked by wind, rain, thunder, electricity, and external forces such as insects, ants, birds, and beasts, in order to protect itself and prevent the deterioration of health, the tree will start callus, secrete a variety of elements, and then combine with the accumulated nutrients to form an oily shape. Finally, the callus will repair it and grow new tissue.

During this period, the wound of the agarwood tree happened to be infected by a microorganism called the yellow-green ink-ear fungus. This fungus will metabolize in adversity in order to survive in the tree. It is a wonderful biochemical reaction process.
Chapter completed!