The Buddhist Cannon Fodder of Seventies [MTL]

Chapter 12 Rourourou

"One, two, three...thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five!"

Gu Mingnan's eyes were shining, and he shouted in surprise: "Brother, we found thirty-five eggs in one night!"

Gu Mingdong rubbed his wrist and continued climbing trees to touch bird eggs, which was a bit overwhelming for his body. Looking at the pitiful pile of bird eggs, Gu Mingdong sighed. This was too inefficient.

Bird eggs are not half as big as chicken eggs. Thirty-five bird eggs are not enough for a family to eat.

The second brother Gu obviously didn't notice his eldest brother's dissatisfaction, and said happily: "There are so many eggs, enough for Ah Xing and Ah Chen to eat for a while."

Thinking of the taste of bird eggs, Gu Erdi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his stomach growled.

Sweet potato porridge is hot and filling when you drink it, but after all, it is whole grains and carbohydrates, so you can't help but feel hungry.

They went into the mountains and touched bird eggs again. Not to mention Gu Erdi, Gu Mingdong also felt hungry.

"Wait a minute." Gu Mingdong said something, looked around, and climbed up another tree.

The second brother Gu quickly raised his head: "Brother, is there a bird's nest up here?"

With a snap, something hit next to Gu Erdi. Gu Erdi suddenly felt distressed: "Why did you just throw it down? The bird's egg must have broken."

Gu Erdi reached out to touch it without giving up. Even if the egg was broken, he could still swallow it alive. It must not be wasted.

Unexpectedly, what he touched was not a broken bird egg, but something warm and fluffy. Brother Gu's eyes suddenly widened.

Gu Mingdong jumped down from the tree and walked over to pick up the unlucky bird. The people in the village didn't have enough to eat, but the bird was quite fat.

The second brother Gu was dumbfounded as he watched his elder brother pluck the feathers from the bird, wrap it in leaves and mud, and bury it directly in the ground.

At this moment, Gu Mingdong was carrying a treasure box with him. He obviously went out with empty hands, but now he was performing tricks with a knife.

A small bonfire was lit, and there was finally light in the dark night. Gu Erdi took a sip of saliva and squatted beside it to wait.

Gu Mingdong added some dead branches to it: "Bring a few more bird eggs."

The second brother Gu hesitated and said: "Just order the eggs, why don't you keep them for them to eat?"

Gu Mingdong didn't insist. He said that roasting bird eggs was just to see that Gu's second brother was dripping with saliva and was about to fall off.

The second brother Gu sniffed. He couldn't smell the fragrance at all through the soil, but the saliva in his mouth was very honest: "Brother, is it okay if we roast the bird here and eat it? Will anyone find out? What if someone reports me? "

"Everyone who appears in the mountains at this point has the same idea as us. Who can report whom?"

Brother Gu thought so and felt relieved.

Gu Mingdong poked the ground and quickly dug out the small bird. The bird was quite fat, half of it for each of them. There was no seasoning, and it already felt crispy and delicious in the mouth.

"It's so fragrant, the meat is so delicious!" Gu Erdi was so moved that he wanted to cry when he ate the meat. This was meat. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten meat.