Live: Beating the Siberian Tiger violently, this is called Little Lolita?

Chapter 100 Fungus
In order to educate the audience in the live broadcast room, Wen Wanwan has already found the small comb she used to groom animals from her backpack.

Let the big lynx lie in his arms, and the comb touched the hair.

After the incident with the Siberian tiger, the viewers in the live broadcast room are no longer surprised by Wen Wanwan's contact with the beast.

No matter how big a lynx is, can it be compared to a Siberian tiger weighing several hundred catties?

A person who can push a Siberian tiger to the ground and explode with a hammer, you told her that the lynx is in danger?

It should be the lynx that should be worried!
The big guy enjoyed the grooming experience card from Wen Wanwan very much. After combing one side, he changed his position and asked Wen Wanwan to start with the other side.

Even during the constant combing, the big guy's throat made a purring sound, and he enjoyed it to the extreme!
Seeing the big lynx showing its belly in Wen Wanwan's arms, the barrage in the live broadcast room was also extremely violent.

Can stretch and shrink: [Knock, is this really a lynx? My cat can't be so obedient! 】

Ding Ding Dang Dang Xiong: [Crying, why are big cats so obedient, where are all your rebellious bones? 】

Maosi Xinyu: [I also really want to hug the big lynx, how happy is this? 】

They couldn't enjoy the happy live broadcast room with the big lynx, but at least they could see a big lynx acting like a baby beside Wen Wanwan.

After playing with this big guy until it got dark, Wen Wanwan tidied up his combed hair.

"Let's go, I will come to see you later if I have time!"

After rubbing the lynx's big paws, Wen Wanwan also walked back towards the camp.

When it was completely dark, Wen Wanwan had already walked outside the camp, and two rows of neatly arranged tents were built around the campfire.

The black pot on the pit-style stove is boiling fungi, and a group of people are cleaning themselves by the stream.

"came back?"

Professor Wang walked towards Wen Wanwan with a kettle in his hand, found a random rock and sat on it.

"Are you walking around the neighborhood?"

"Well, just set up a tent and cook for a few people. I took a group of people around and found something."

While speaking, Professor Wang took out a bag from his arms and showed the contents to Wen Wanwan.

Looking at the feathers in the bag, Wen Wanwan's eyes lit up.

"The tail feathers of a green peacock?"

"Yes, but it should be more than two months ago, but it is enough to prove that we are heading in the right direction."

Professor Wang's eyes are full of hope, and everyone seems to be 20 years younger.

"This feather is my research club, can I give it to you tomorrow morning?"

"Keep it if you want. We found several of them today, and they are enough for collection."

That's right, this thing has no economic value, it's just a piece of evidence in the process of looking for the green peacock, besides collecting Professor Wang, I really don't know what else it can be used for.

Wen Wanwan didn't explain. After all, there is a rule in the Metaphysics School that spells cannot be used in front of Muggles.

There was still a while before dinner, Wen Wanwan took the green peacock's tail feathers to the creek.

After glancing at the dark forest, he pointed the camera at himself.

"That's the end of today's live broadcast, everyone goes to bed early tonight, and tomorrow we still have to get up early and hurry."

Thanks again for the gift before the broadcast, the live broadcast room suddenly fell into darkness.

After plugging the live broadcast device into the power bank and putting it in the backpack, Wen Wanwan took a deep breath, put the green peacock's tail feathers in his left hand, and pinched a magic trick with his right hand, a lot of mental power poured out instantly.

As the spell was cast successfully, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

A group of green peacocks stopped and stopped all the way, and after a short rest by the stream, they continued to walk deep into the forest.

Wen Wanwan focused her attention on the direction they were heading, and then opened her eyes with a sigh of relief.

Sitting by the creek, she took out the map and compared the images in her brain. Wen Wanwan quickly modified two locations.

Spells consume a lot of mental power. If it wasn't for the purpose of determining the direction to find the green peacock, Wen Wanwan wouldn't be able to use it casually.

The water that replenishes mental power is not easy to make, and the medicinal materials needed for that thing are too precious. Even if Wen Wanwan collects it himself and buys it from the herb collectors, he can make at most ten bottles a year.

After rubbing her swollen brain and putting away the map, Wen Wanwan also washed her face briefly, and then waited for today's dinner with the team.

Lunch is relatively simple, but dinner is rich.

After all, as long as there is enough time, Huaxia's chefs can always use limited ingredients to play all kinds of tricks.

Especially the cooks who are in charge of the kitchen in the army, the skill of cooking in big pots all year round can be regarded as the pinnacle.

As the sound of insects gradually sounded at night, today's dinner finally officially started.

Xi Liang picked the mushrooms for most of the afternoon, exuding fragrance under the cook's handiwork.

Especially the thick soup stewed with concentrated chicken soup and mushrooms is delicious!
Wild mushrooms in Yunnan are divided into two classes, eleven orders, 35 families, 96 genera, and about 250 species, accounting for more than half of the world's edible fungi and two-thirds of my country's edible fungi.

Almost half of the mushrooms in the pot, Wen Wanwan, can't be named, but he is really delicious.

The cook used a small bottle to fill half a bottle of soup, and then started eating with everyone.

This thing can be regarded as a characteristic of this area. When you go to restaurants to eat mushrooms, you will often pick up some mushrooms and pack them up.

In technical terms, this is called sampling.

If there is a problem with this pot of fungus, after being sent to the hospital, with this part of the sample, the poison in it can be analyzed as quickly as possible, and the problem can be solved quickly if the right medicine is prescribed.

Especially the local hospitals are used to dealing with this kind of thing.

Compared with the only few types of fungi in the Northeast, there are too many fungi in Yunnan.

Most people eat this stuff based entirely on their impressions, and some people even agree that the poisoning caused by eating fungi is not because the fungus is poisonous but because I haven't cooked it well.

Before, there was a college student who went home during the holidays to pick mushrooms and boil a pot of thick soup.

After drinking, I saw other people talking with subtitles, so I took a taxi directly to the hospital.

After I came back from the drip, I looked at the bacteria I had worked so hard to pick, and reheated it again.

The result was no surprise, the young college student was admitted to the hospital twice in one day because of the same method of poisoning!
But even this still failed to reduce the local people's love for mushrooms.

Wen Wanwan was drinking soup when a voice suddenly came from his ear.

"Which melon ate Lao Tzu's boletus?"

Looking at the man who spoke, the two people sitting beside him all turned their heads.

(End of this chapter)