A team of termites lined up and marched quickly. Nate, who followed him, saw it and said, "These ants are so strange."

Yang Shubao, who was using branches to protect the ant nest umbrella, said: "That's not an ant, it's a termite."

"White ant?"

Yang Shubao shook his head and said, "They do look like white ants, but not, the kinship between termites and cockroaches is closer than that of ants."

"What are cockroaches?" Nate asked again, all their knowledge on Earth needs to be learned.

Yang Shubao couldn't explain, so he had to say: "Anyway, they are not the same thing, that is, they just look similar. Others, such as ethnic classification status, specific external forms, living habits, mating habits, etc., are completely different."

Speaking of this, Lao Yang smiled on his face: "Especially, the mating habits are very different. Let me tell you, this is so fun. Termites are flying to the ground, and then the male and female breed together after they take off their wings. Ants are mating in flight and like to fly and shake."

Nate was confused: "What's so fun about this?"

Uncle Yang gestured: "Flying."

He saw that Nate was not interested, so he did not continue to introduce it. In fact, there is a difference between the mating habits of the two. Once the ants complete the flying shock, the male ants will be useless and can die.

The termite queen and male ants live together for a long time, often mate, and produce a large number of offspring. Therefore, the termite nest is not big now, and it will become like a chimney after a while.

If these termites do not follow the ordinary path during nesting, the nest will become like a tomb.

Termites feed on grass and wood fibers. Yang Shubao plans to let them see for a long time first. If they don’t work in the later period, they may have to cut them off, otherwise they will destroy the grove.

Bring two big mushrooms with him, he went to prepare lunch.

The book says that the Heim Ant Nest Umbrella is a good food, full of umami flavor, and Africans like to roast it, which is a waste of resources. The real way to make this thing is in the hands of people in Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, and eat it with ** fir oil or steamed with ham.

Yang Shubao has no ham here, but he has dried bacon in the cool shade behind the house, which can replace the effect of ham to a certain extent.

It was drizzling outside the window, and he hung the bacon back into the house. So in the hazy drizzle, Lao Yang put the bacon on the chopping board and picked up a kitchen knife to cut it into slices.

The light rain hits the roof and cuts the cutting board with a quick knife. The sound is a bit noisy, but it has a unique charm.

In these sounds, Yang Shubao heard another slight clicking sound, like high heels hitting the floor. He looked out from the kitchen and saw the flat-headed brother peeking in the door with his head stretched out.

A few loud honey bells were hanging out on the windowsill to shelter from the rain, and they also looked at them, as if they were keeping watch for Lao Tie.

The honey badger preys at night and sleeps during the day. Today it crawls out of the garden cave, probably because it hears the familiar sound of chopping chopping boards. It has not been able to eat rabbit meat last time, and it may have been resentful.

Uncle Yang threw a piece of frozen meat to the flat-headed brother, and he cut it into long strips, like a snake.

The flat-headed brother was overjoyed, and he pounced on him and picked it up with his claws and played with it. Then he swallowed it in with his mouth.

Lao Yang shook his head repeatedly when he saw it, there were so many dramas.

He spread a little lard on the plate and put the cut bacon on it, then put it in the torn Heim Ant Nest umbrella, and put a layer of bacon slices on it and sprinkle with chopped green onion. Then it’s simple, put it in a pot and steam it.

It took a low heat to steam it slowly. Uncle Yang had nothing to do. When he saw that Xiaoyu was not heavy, he simply didn't hold an umbrella and went to the vegetable garden with his shirtless to see if there were any suitable dishes to eat.

Brother Pingtou was very alert, and he immediately turned around and ran away as soon as he took a step.

This guy will go upstairs and not downstairs, so he jumped down the stairs.

From this point of view, the flat-headed brother is still very reckless.

There was a rain after two days, which saved the trouble of watering. The vegetables were growing well, but many weeds grew in the field, and the cucumber vines twisted among the weeds like snakes. Lao Yang had to pull open the grass leaves to find the cucumber.

A cucumber cub as thick as his little finger.

When he saw the cucumber cub, he remembered the hippo cub, so he quickly ran back and rinsed a bucket of milk to send it to him.

The air was moist on rainy days, and hippo cubs did not stay in the river, but followed the female lioness.

The lion doesn't like going out on rainy days. Shabi comes out for a while and then returns to the shade of trees to shelter from the rain. But hippos like to take a walk. The hippo cubs immediately go back and chew on their claws with their ears with their mouths. Shabi has no choice but to shake his head and have to walk into the rain again.

The hippopotamus is very active in running around. It is running around randomly. Sometimes it is kicked by Shabi, sometimes it hits the tree by itself, and sometimes it is scared by the leopard-print tortoises that suddenly emerge from the grass.

Whether it was kicked or scared, its reaction was to fall down and turn over and get up.

Lao Yang thinks it is cute. The hippo cub is half a big local pig. Can this thing fall down if you get kicked by a lion? Let's play!

The hippopotamus recognized him, and immediately ran over with his short legs when he saw him appearing, jumping and jumping, and it was so cheerful.

Uncle Yang put the bottle upside down, and the little boy didn't need him to teach him. This time he skillfully grabbed the rubber pacifier and sucked it: "Bia chicken, bia chicken, bia chicken."

John, who followed, smiled and said, "Lord, it eats the same sound as you."

“We’re different.”

"Yes, your sense of rhythm is better than it, and its sound is louder than you."

After a while, after drinking a large bottle of milk, the hippopotamus ran around behind Shabi, like a horse-boy.

This association made Lao Yang's eyes lit up. The hippo cub had a god-given name: horse sibling!

Seeing that Sha Bi not only did not attack the horseman, but also was willing to take it to play with him, Yang Shubao felt much more relaxed.

This is the maternal compensation phenomenon in nature. The lioness's cub is in the dog circle every day, and its maternal nature has nowhere to vent, so sometimes when he sees the cub appear, he will be angry to teach it. Now the appearance of the masturbator fills the gap in maternity. Shabi accepts it and takes it as his own child.

Otherwise, when it was lying under the shade of a tree to shelter from the rain, the horse-boy would have been dismembered by its two people before.

The steamed mushrooms in bacon were almost the same, so Yang Shubao strolled back and turned off the fire.

As soon as the lid was opened, a slightly salty and delicious taste suddenly came out. The bacon was steamed white and red, and the green onion sprinkled on it was bright, making people feel enjoyable just by looking at it.

This dish is best served with rice. He brought some rice from the expiration supermarket last night and happened to simmer a pot of rice.

The snow-white rice grains were full. After the cold, Yang Shubao picked up a few slices of meat and some mushrooms with chopsticks to cover the rice, and then squatted at the door with a bowl while watching the rain while eating.

The couple's parrots flew over, and Lao Yang grabbed some rice grains and threw them on the ground. The two parrots jumped and pecked on the ground, and their cheers became louder.

He is no longer lonely now.

The steamed mushrooms are wrinkled and not very good, but they absorb the oil and smell of the salted meat slices. The mushrooms themselves have an excellent umami flavor. This way the flavors are mixed with each other and accompanied by a bite of rice, which Yang Shubao eats to eat.

In the afternoon, the sea breeze blew away the clouds, and the remaining few clouds hang in the air. Above is a blue sky and a green grass below. The wonderful sense of layering becomes a visual feast.

Uncle Yang likes it very much.

He was also very happy.
Chapter completed!