Chapter 26
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The small leaf bowls filled with fish sticks were scattered on the ground, and no one except Mufeng knew what these things were for.
They looked at me and I looked at you, frowning to express their puzzlement.
"Okay, now everyone is still hiding like yesterday. When the original chicken, that is, the flower hair dragon appears, it will surround it and cover it with the rattan net in its hand!"
"But, they run so fast, we can't catch up!" Someone wondered.
"Don't worry, you will catch up with them later!" Mu Feng said with a calm expression.
These people were skeptical, and honestly found bushes or bushes to hide.
Not long after, a flock of primitive chickens really came on the grass where Mu Feng threw the fish sticks just now.
"It seems that Mingguang is very familiar with the habits of animals in the jungle!" Mu Feng nodded secretly.
After the appearance of this group of primitive chickens, the entire tribe secretly clenched their fists, excitedly wanting to rush out at that time.
Mu Feng was even more surprised: "My God, are these primitive chickens raised by someone? Why are there so many?"
In the memory of his previous life, birds in the mountains rarely live in groups!
But right now, this group of primitive chickens looks like there are no fewer than two hundred!
"This is to get rich!" Mu Feng's heart became excited, his eyes fixed on the primitive chicken, "Mine, it's all mine!"
This group of primitive chickens is almost the same as the chickens in Mufeng's memory.
But the feathers on their bodies are more colorful, and they are much larger than later chickens, especially their heads are not red combs, but a raised bony comb!
The most important thing is that if you look closely, you will find that there are two rows of jagged teeth in their beaks!
"It turns out that primitive chickens really evolved from dinosaurs!" Mu Feng secretly sighed in his heart, as he personally witnessed the ancestors of living chickens.
And he immediately thought of a question in a daze, which is a question that people in later generations have been arguing about-what came first, the chicken or the egg.
Now it seems that if we must go back to the source, the answer to this question is also available-the chicken first!
Here Mu Feng is still "thinking wildly", while the people of the Jiang clan over there have stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.
The primitive chickens that had just entered the foraging area began to lower their heads to peck the grass, and soon some chickens found the fish sticks that had fallen in the grass.
A primitive chicken stretched out its beak to peck, and a slender fish stick was held in its mouth. Then it raised its head and kept opening its mouth to swallow, and the fish stick slipped down the beak into its throat bit by bit.
This scene happened to be seen by Mu Feng, and he grinned silently.
He had raised chickens when he was young, and he knew that chickens ate caterpillars, long fish, scorpions, etc., all in a whole posture, so it was not surprising at all.
Especially fish, it also has a special appeal to chickens!
At this time, other primitive chickens noticed the abnormality of this chicken, and they all came up to peck it away, but the chicken shook its head left and right to dodge it, and at the same time, it accelerated its neck and finally took the whole fish swallowed.
This is a typical group of chickens grabbing food!
But after a while, other primitive chickens also found the fish sticks scattered on the ground and started to fight wildly.
The fish sticks on the ground were quickly eaten up!
The members of the Jiang clan not far away still don't understand that after eating the ones on the ground, they can eat the ones in the grass leaf bowl. After eating them, don't they run away?
Sure enough, after tasting the delicious fish sticks, the primitive chickens began to stir agitated, Qi Qi kept clucking, and at the same time spread their wings to expand their foraging range, and looked down on the ground for food.
Soon, these primitive chickens found the fish sticks in the leaf bowl scattered on the ground, and they shouted happily!
"Cluck!"
"Cluck!"
The primitive chicken opened its mouth and pecked away the fish in the small bowl of leaves, but before it touched the fish inside, it bit the thorny wood thorns lying on it!
The fish meat is close to the mouth, but it is blocked by the wooden thorn!
But the original chicken biting the Zhongye Bowl was unwilling to let go, as if worried that as soon as he let go, other chickens would come and snatch it away.
Only in this way, the tree leaf bowl is like a large mask, not only covering the original chicken's mouth, but also blindfolding its eyes!
On the one hand, the blindfolded primitive chicken was unwilling to let go, and on the other hand, he could not see the road in front of him. He could only run left and right with a leaf bowl in his mouth like drunk, and then fell to the ground!
Even so, the original chicken that fell to the ground still refused to let go!
Soon, this large group of primitive chickens, who did not know the exact number, began to "drunk" collectively, with leaf bowls in their mouths, and blindfolded, staggering around.
Because they can't see the road, they naturally can't run far!
But the members of the Jiang clan who were hiding in the dark showed horrified expressions after seeing this scene, and they were full of doubts whether Mu Feng had performed some witchcraft.
Otherwise, how could these primitive chickens spin around like this?
At this time, Mu Feng didn't care what the clansmen thought. Seeing the primitive chickens running around on the ground, he picked up the rattan net beside him and rushed forward, shouting at the same time: "Quick, it's now!"
The members of the Jiang clan who were awakened by the words cheered up and shouted, picked up the rattan nets, and covered the messy primitive chickens in a mess!
In less than ten minutes, more than a dozen primitive chickens ran away from the field, and the rest were all caught by the Jiang clan!
Mu Feng counted the number, one hundred and twelve!
He laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear: "It's another bumper harvest!"
(end of this chapter)
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The small leaf bowls filled with fish sticks were scattered on the ground, and no one except Mufeng knew what these things were for.
They looked at me and I looked at you, frowning to express their puzzlement.
"Okay, now everyone is still hiding like yesterday. When the original chicken, that is, the flower hair dragon appears, it will surround it and cover it with the rattan net in its hand!"
"But, they run so fast, we can't catch up!" Someone wondered.
"Don't worry, you will catch up with them later!" Mu Feng said with a calm expression.
These people were skeptical, and honestly found bushes or bushes to hide.
Not long after, a flock of primitive chickens really came on the grass where Mu Feng threw the fish sticks just now.
"It seems that Mingguang is very familiar with the habits of animals in the jungle!" Mu Feng nodded secretly.
After the appearance of this group of primitive chickens, the entire tribe secretly clenched their fists, excitedly wanting to rush out at that time.
Mu Feng was even more surprised: "My God, are these primitive chickens raised by someone? Why are there so many?"
In the memory of his previous life, birds in the mountains rarely live in groups!
But right now, this group of primitive chickens looks like there are no fewer than two hundred!
"This is to get rich!" Mu Feng's heart became excited, his eyes fixed on the primitive chicken, "Mine, it's all mine!"
This group of primitive chickens is almost the same as the chickens in Mufeng's memory.
But the feathers on their bodies are more colorful, and they are much larger than later chickens, especially their heads are not red combs, but a raised bony comb!
The most important thing is that if you look closely, you will find that there are two rows of jagged teeth in their beaks!
"It turns out that primitive chickens really evolved from dinosaurs!" Mu Feng secretly sighed in his heart, as he personally witnessed the ancestors of living chickens.
And he immediately thought of a question in a daze, which is a question that people in later generations have been arguing about-what came first, the chicken or the egg.
Now it seems that if we must go back to the source, the answer to this question is also available-the chicken first!
Here Mu Feng is still "thinking wildly", while the people of the Jiang clan over there have stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.
The primitive chickens that had just entered the foraging area began to lower their heads to peck the grass, and soon some chickens found the fish sticks that had fallen in the grass.
A primitive chicken stretched out its beak to peck, and a slender fish stick was held in its mouth. Then it raised its head and kept opening its mouth to swallow, and the fish stick slipped down the beak into its throat bit by bit.
This scene happened to be seen by Mu Feng, and he grinned silently.
He had raised chickens when he was young, and he knew that chickens ate caterpillars, long fish, scorpions, etc., all in a whole posture, so it was not surprising at all.
Especially fish, it also has a special appeal to chickens!
At this time, other primitive chickens noticed the abnormality of this chicken, and they all came up to peck it away, but the chicken shook its head left and right to dodge it, and at the same time, it accelerated its neck and finally took the whole fish swallowed.
This is a typical group of chickens grabbing food!
But after a while, other primitive chickens also found the fish sticks scattered on the ground and started to fight wildly.
The fish sticks on the ground were quickly eaten up!
The members of the Jiang clan not far away still don't understand that after eating the ones on the ground, they can eat the ones in the grass leaf bowl. After eating them, don't they run away?
Sure enough, after tasting the delicious fish sticks, the primitive chickens began to stir agitated, Qi Qi kept clucking, and at the same time spread their wings to expand their foraging range, and looked down on the ground for food.
Soon, these primitive chickens found the fish sticks in the leaf bowl scattered on the ground, and they shouted happily!
"Cluck!"
"Cluck!"
The primitive chicken opened its mouth and pecked away the fish in the small bowl of leaves, but before it touched the fish inside, it bit the thorny wood thorns lying on it!
The fish meat is close to the mouth, but it is blocked by the wooden thorn!
But the original chicken biting the Zhongye Bowl was unwilling to let go, as if worried that as soon as he let go, other chickens would come and snatch it away.
Only in this way, the tree leaf bowl is like a large mask, not only covering the original chicken's mouth, but also blindfolding its eyes!
On the one hand, the blindfolded primitive chicken was unwilling to let go, and on the other hand, he could not see the road in front of him. He could only run left and right with a leaf bowl in his mouth like drunk, and then fell to the ground!
Even so, the original chicken that fell to the ground still refused to let go!
Soon, this large group of primitive chickens, who did not know the exact number, began to "drunk" collectively, with leaf bowls in their mouths, and blindfolded, staggering around.
Because they can't see the road, they naturally can't run far!
But the members of the Jiang clan who were hiding in the dark showed horrified expressions after seeing this scene, and they were full of doubts whether Mu Feng had performed some witchcraft.
Otherwise, how could these primitive chickens spin around like this?
At this time, Mu Feng didn't care what the clansmen thought. Seeing the primitive chickens running around on the ground, he picked up the rattan net beside him and rushed forward, shouting at the same time: "Quick, it's now!"
The members of the Jiang clan who were awakened by the words cheered up and shouted, picked up the rattan nets, and covered the messy primitive chickens in a mess!
In less than ten minutes, more than a dozen primitive chickens ran away from the field, and the rest were all caught by the Jiang clan!
Mu Feng counted the number, one hundred and twelve!
He laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear: "It's another bumper harvest!"
(end of this chapter)
The small leaf bowls filled with fish sticks were scattered on the ground, and no one except Mufeng knew what these things were for. They looked at me and I looked at you, frowning to express their puzzlement. "Okay, now everyone is still hiding like yesterday. When the original chicken, that is, the flower hair dragon appears, it will surround it and cover it with the rattan net in its hand!" "But, they run so fast, we can't catch up!" Someone wondered. "Don't worry, you will catch up with them later!" Mu Feng said with a calm expression. These people were skeptical, and honestly found bushes or bushes to hide. Not long after, a flock of primitive chickens really came on the grass where Mu Feng threw the fish sticks just now. "It seems that Mingguang is very familiar with the habits of animals in the jungle!" Mu Feng nodded secretly. After the appearance of this group of primitive chickens, the entire tribe secretly clenched their fists, excitedly wanting to rush out at that time. Mu Feng was even more surprised: "My God, are these primitive chickens raised by someone? Why are there so many?" In the memory of his previous life, birds in the mountains rarely live in groups! But right now, this group of primitive chickens looks like there are no fewer than two hundred! "This is to get rich!" Mu Feng's heart became excited, his eyes fixed on the primitive chicken, "Mine, it's all mine!" This group of primitive chickens is almost the same as the chickens in Mufeng's memory. But the feathers on their bodies are more colorful, and they are much larger than later chickens, especially their heads are not red combs, but a raised bony comb! The most important thing is that if you look closely, you will find that there are two rows of jagged teeth in their beaks! "It turns out that primitive chickens really evolved from dinosaurs!" Mu Feng secretly sighed in his heart, as he personally witnessed the ancestors of living chickens. And he immediately thought of a question in a daze, which is a question that people in later generations have been arguing about-what came first, the chicken or the egg. Now it seems that if we must go back to the source, the answer to this question is also available-the chicken first! Here Mu Feng is still "thinking wildly", while the people of the Jiang clan over there have stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes. The primitive chickens that had just entered the foraging area began to lower their heads to peck the grass, and soon some chickens found the fish sticks that had fallen in the grass. A primitive chicken stretched out its beak to peck, and a slender fish stick was held in its mouth. Then it raised its head and kept opening its mouth to swallow, and the fish stick slipped down the beak into its throat bit by bit. This scene happened to be seen by Mu Feng, and he grinned silently. He had raised chickens when he was young, and he knew that chickens ate caterpillars, long fish, scorpions, etc., all in a whole posture, so it was not surprising at all. Especially fish, it also has a special appeal to chickens! At this time, other primitive chickens noticed the abnormality of this chicken, and they all came up to peck it away, but the chicken shook its head left and right to dodge it, and at the same time, it accelerated its neck and finally took the whole fish swallowed. This is a typical group of chickens grabbing food! But after a while, other primitive chickens also found the fish sticks scattered on the ground and started to fight wildly. The fish sticks on the ground were quickly eaten up! The members of the Jiang clan not far away still don't understand that after eating the ones on the ground, they can eat the ones in the grass leaf bowl. After eating them, don't they run away? Sure enough, after tasting the delicious fish sticks, the primitive chickens began to stir agitated, Qi Qi kept clucking, and at the same time spread their wings to expand their foraging range, and looked down on the ground for food. Soon, these primitive chickens found the fish sticks in the leaf bowl scattered on the ground, and they shouted happily! "Cluck!" "Cluck!" The primitive chicken opened its mouth and pecked away the fish in the small bowl of leaves, but before it touched the fish inside, it bit the thorny wood thorns lying on it! The fish meat is close to the mouth, but it is blocked by the wooden thorn! But the original chicken biting the Zhongye Bowl was unwilling to let go, as if worried that as soon as he let go, other chickens would come and snatch it away. Only in this way, the tree leaf bowl is like a large mask, not only covering the original chicken's mouth, but also blindfolding its eyes! On the one hand, the blindfolded primitive chicken was unwilling to let go, and on the other hand, he could not see the road in front of him. He could only run left and right with a leaf bowl in his mouth like drunk, and then fell to the ground! Even so, the original chicken that fell to the ground still refused to let go! Soon, this large group of primitive chickens, who did not know the exact number, began to "drunk" collectively, with leaf bowls in their mouths, and blindfolded, staggering around. Because they can't see the road, they naturally can't run far! But the members of the Jiang clan who were hiding in the dark showed horrified expressions after seeing this scene, and they were full of doubts whether Mu Feng had performed some witchcraft. Otherwise, how could these primitive chickens spin around like this? At this time, Mu Feng didn't care what the clansmen thought. Seeing the primitive chickens running around on the ground, he picked up the rattan net beside him and rushed forward, shouting at the same time: "Quick, it's now!" The members of the Jiang clan who were awakened by the words cheered up and shouted, picked up the rattan nets, and covered the messy primitive chickens in a mess! In less than ten minutes, more than a dozen primitive chickens ran away from the field, and the rest were all caught by the Jiang clan! Mu Feng counted the number, one hundred and twelve! He laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear: "It's another bumper harvest!" end of this chapter
