Raising Silkworms and Refining Gu from Mount Hundred Thousand

Chapter 20 Golden Silkworm (Please read~)

Zhou Qing was lowering his head in the mountain stream to wash away the blood stains on his hands and clothes. The Jade Hut in his soul was flashing fluorescently, and he was checking the growth progress of the green silk Gu.

[Progress: Maturity (246/800)]

"Did the energy and blood of three people only increase their progress by more than two hundred points?"

Zhou Qing frowned slightly.

As the green silk Gu continues to grow, it requires more and more energy and blood, and most people don't have enough energy and blood to see it.

The warrior who has passed the test must be full of energy and blood.

Zhou Qing lowered his head and looked at himself. Compared with his skinny appearance more than half a month ago, he has gained some muscle recently, but there is still no obvious muscle curvature.

Zhou Qing gave a thumbs up.

With someone to share the household chores, he can focus more on making money and practicing martial arts.

Zhou Qing stood under the tree to collect fake persimmon leaves and put them into a basket.

"The intensity is also very high!"

The caterpillar creature in front of me is green all over, with a white linear texture on its back.

"You still have to eat."

At this time, Zhou Qing noticed that the silk reeling machine behind Grandma had been cleaned.

After a while, more than two hundred pale golden silkworm cocoons and more than four hundred golden silkworms appeared in Zhou Qing's basket.

"If the green silkworm is allowed to swallow the golden silkworm, and then the golden silkworm eats its daddy, and evolves like the mulberry silkworm, the toughness and strength of the silk should be even higher!"

a little slow.

"Why does the light golden silk thread feel a bit like amber silkworm?"

"Here we come!" Zhou Qing closed the doors and windows of the silkworm room and entered the main room.

Zhou Qing looked closer, then used his fingers to twist the caterpillar-like creature in front of him.

"Dozens of silkworm cocoons and golden silkworms?!"

Zhou Qing frowned slightly. Except for the color, the caterpillar creature in front of him was very similar to the silkworm in other aspects, giving him a feeling of déjà vu.

Zhou Qing moved his index finger widely, not afraid of burning it. He picked up a white flour steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he picked up a chicken leg and put it into grandma's bowl, and then picked up the chicken head.

Zhou Qing remembered a kind of silkworm in his previous life, but the cocoons of amber silkworms were usually golden yellow and darker in color.

At this moment, the energy and blood in his chest, which was as thin as a hair, had grown to be as thick as half a little finger.

After hearing this, Qingsi Gu returned to the top of the tree trunk again, used silk thread to place down each silkworm cocoon, then cut off pieces of fake persimmon leaves, placed them at the bottom of the basket, and then sent the amber silkworms into the basket one by one.

After the silkworms at home ate the green silk Gu's daddy, although the toughness of the silkworm silk increased, it could still be broken if he applied extra force. However, this time he used all his strength and could not pull the silk in front of him.

Further up, there is still bright yellow miasma spreading irregularly.

A month passed quietly.

"Ah Qing, it's time to eat! I steamed white flour buns."

When Zhou Qing returned home, his grandma was sitting on a pony in the yard, holding her mille-layer cloth shoes.

After all the ants on the dozens of nearby trees were wiped out, Zhou Qing stopped the green silk Gu.

Zhou Qing looked happy.

"How could that happen?" Zhou Qing said with a smile and gave Grandma another chicken wing.

"As long as you don't think I'm useless," grandma joked.

"Well done!"

Then the golden silk silkworm cocoons are placed into the checkered clusters, waiting for the silkworms to emerge from the cocoons and turn into moths to mate and lay eggs.

In such a world, the competition for resources will definitely become more intense as you move up the ladder, and fighting with others is inevitable.

But the world has changed, so it’s not surprising that the varieties of silkworms have changed.

The reason there are so few is because there are many ants on the trees attacking the golden silkworms.

"Is it a wild silkworm?"

Zhou Qing pulled the silk hard, but found that it couldn't stop pulling.

According to this progress, it is estimated that it will take more than two months to break through and enter the skin refining realm.

Zhou Qing took out a pale golden silkworm cocoon, found the thread, and straightened the silk.

“What a high level of resilience!”

"Er Qing, go up and see if there's anything else up there."

The two life and death battles so far have been based on sneak attacks.

"You can't go down the mountain yet, today's mission is not completed yet."

If it's a head-on fight, there's no guarantee that you won't get hurt.

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.

"Ah Qing is back." Seeing Zhou Qing carrying a basket full of leaves, grandma put down her cloth shoes and prepared to pick them up.

Zhang Dahai and Zhang Cheng died in his hands one after another. Although no one noticed, Zhang Jian, as a skin refining realm warrior, may not be able to reason.

Zhou Qing looked back at the position above the mountainside, where the morning mist filled the air.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing immediately ordered the green silk Gu to work.

At this time, Grandma's voice sounded in the main room.

"Puff!" Qingsi Gu also knew that no meal was free, so he worked very hard, cutting off pieces of fake persimmon leaves with sharp silk threads.

Zhou Qing had just reached the foothills and was passing by a fake persimmon forest when two thumb-long green caterpillar creatures suddenly fell from the tree crown more than ten meters high and fell directly into the bushes beside him.

After a while, the green silk Gu wrapped a dozen green caterpillar creatures with silk threads and fell down.

Today is really a fruitful day.

Zhou Qing stepped forward and found several pale golden silkworm cocoons in the silk threads of the green silk Gu.

Next, Zhou Qing tried to cut with a sickle, and it took seven or eight consecutive slides to cut the silk.

"Grandma, you know how to weave, can you make boxing gloves?" Zhou Qing asked.

"Why does it feel a bit like a silkworm?"

"That's great. I'll ask grandma to make me a boxing glove later." Zhou Qing said seriously.

Zhou Qing took off his shirt and scrubbed away the blood stains on it.

"Really wild silkworms?"

"Puff."

When the nearby trees were almost harvested, Green Silk Gu ran to the distance to look for golden silkworms and silkworm cocoons.

Whoosh!

Green Silk Gu appeared on Zhou Qing's shoulder, spit out a silk thread more than ten meters long, and plunged it into the top of the tree trunk. Then it shrank the thread, and his body suddenly jumped up.

You must have means to protect yourself and be prepared for a rainy day.

Although his scythe is not very sharp, the silk with such toughness and strength should be able to be used as gloves and inner armor.

"Grandma, I'm back."

"Bring me all the cocoons!"

Then, he put his wet shirt on top of the basket behind him, exposing his upper body.

"Puff!"

Thinking of this, the first person that came to Zhou Qing's mind was Zhang Jian.

There are many creatures in this world that existed in previous lives, but there are also many that did not exist in previous lives.

Zhou Qing frowned.

Zhou Qing searched for poisonous insects along the mountainside.

"Bata!"

"Grandma, with your skills, you can open a restaurant without any problem!"

Anyway, the total number of silkworm cocoons and golden silkworms in the basket is six to seven hundred, which is enough for breeding.

Zhou Qing sighed secretly in his heart and picked up the basket.

Zhou Qing looked up at the fake persimmon tree more than ten meters high and gave instructions to the green silk Gu.

"Poof!" Green Silk Gu sensed Zhou Qing's displeasure and immediately started a massacre of the ants on the tree.

"This is."

"Damn it!"

There was a plate of braised big rooster in the clay pot on the square table, and the large bowl next to it was filled with steaming white flour buns.

It was not until noon that my clothes began to dry, and then I went down the mountain with a jar of poisonous insects.

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.

Zhou Qing avoided it, walked into the silkworm room on the right side of the main house, took out a few empty silkworm dustpans, put the golden silkworms on them, and covered them with a layer of drier fake persimmon leaves.

"I've made a lot of clothes, but not gloves, but I can give it a try." Grandma nodded.

Zhou Qing let the green silk Gu return to his body and went down the mountain with a basket of fake persimmon leaves on his back.

"How many cocoons and golden silkworms are there on the tree?" Zhou Qing quickly asked the green silkworm, and he gave these silkworms a name.

"Eat more!" Grandma's wrinkled face showed a kind smile.

If this kind of light golden silk thread were made into silk, the price of ordinary mulberry silk would be several times higher just because of its natural aristocratic color.

"Erqing, look for it again! Pick more fake persimmon leaves."

“It smells so good!”

"The silk of ordinary golden silkworms is sold, and the evolved silk is kept for our own use."

It has been more than two months since he came to this world. With his grandma as his companion, Zhou Qing felt for the first time that time passed very quickly.

"I just hope he doesn't mess with me."

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up.

In this way, he spent the most fulfilling month.

PS: Chapter 2 is still at eight o'clock