The silent mountains and forests have become the same again. If it were not for the slightly inclined trees and a pool of blood on the ground, I\'m afraid it would be difficult to find that there had been a soul stirring battle here just now.

Lehman lay under the tree and watched Nord and Reid dangling in front of him. The scene just now made him a little tired. He can\'t compare with these two young people now. Lehman won\'t stop them as long as they don\'t leave too far away.

Nord had a lot of curiosity about the mountains and forests. For example, what was the boar digging underground just now, so Nord took a wooden stick and pounded it around where the boar was digging.

Reed was puzzled when he saw Nord\'s action. What was he doing on the ground with a stick, so he ran to Nord curiously to find out.

"Reed, do you know what the boar just ate?"

"I don\'t know, Lord Nord. It\'s the first time I\'ve seen a wild boar. It\'s still so big. I\'m scared at such a long distance."

For the scene just now, Nord was also a little surprised. No wonder the old saying says that one pig, two bears and three tigers. It turns out that wild boars are really so dangerous.

During Nord\'s conversation, the stick in his hand seemed to poke something. Nord moved in his heart and found it. He picked up the soil with the stick and exposed the underground.

Black, some oval, some long cylindrical, wrapped with a layer of soil, can not see the original appearance.

Nord Nuo mouth toward reed, asked: "do you know what this is?"

"No, I used to pick wild fruits from trees and don\'t dig things from the ground! Maybe only wild boars can eat this, but I won\'t eat it! Let\'s ask old Moore. He must know."

With that, reed despised it, wiped the soil off the surface, and revealed its original color, some yellowish brown, and there were some small roots outside. Nord looked more and more familiar. Isn\'t this a potato? It looks a little like a sweet potato.

With the doubt and surprise in his heart, Nord came to old Moore. Old Moore looked at him and said.

"It\'s called pimples. It\'s poisonous. Only wild boars eat it. Some people have eaten it when they were hungry before, but they soon vomited and had diarrhea. Later, no one ate it."

Toxic? Nord frowned. It\'s not reasonable. Is it true that it\'s two different things from the original world? But wild boars can eat, and vomiting and diarrhea is not a sign of poisoning. Instead, it seems to be improper consumption. Nord suddenly asked old Moore.

"How do you eat?"

"How else can you eat it? Clean it up and eat it directly. The fruits of mountain forests are eaten like this unless they are poisonous."

Nord praised these people in his heart. He\'s so fierce that he can\'t cook it before eating it? Don\'t eat such a baby. A group of people outside are hungry. Nord doesn\'t know what to say. Is it ridiculous? Or lamentable?

Nord planned to have a try, so he asked reed to find more mountain bumps, picked up some firewood and made a fire to roast them.

Old Moore saw their movements, opened his mouth, but said nothing. I may think it\'s futile, just let them toss about.

I cleaned up the surrounding sites, dug a pit on the ground, and finally lit a fire in the pit. It took so much effort to be afraid of causing a mountain forest fire. After all, there is a fire in the mountain, and the director loves me

Yamong mountains span thousands of miles and forests. If the consequences of a fire are unimaginable, it\'s better to be careful and safe and be a civilized man.

Skillfully put the pimples around the flame, and the soil on the surface was not cleaned. Nord knew that it didn\'t matter. After roasting, the soil would fall off automatically without affecting eating.

Looking at the current situation, Nord remembered that when he was a child in his previous life, a group of children went to steal sweet potatoes from unknown families in the village, or even our own homes among us. It doesn\'t matter. What matters is the process of baking sweet potatoes. When adults find out that they can play one afternoon at a time, they beat him up. It\'s not because of sweet potatoes, but because they worry about children playing with fire, But everyone is still happy. The happiness of childhood is so simple.

As Nord recalled the past, the bumps were gradually roasted. Reed carefully turned them over to prevent them from burning.

Just as reed turned over, the roasted mountain bumps gave off an attractive smell. Reed swallowed his saliva, looked at Nord who was still in a daze, endured his appetite and continued his work.

Lehman and others who stayed to rest also smelled the aroma. They stood up and found that the source of the aroma was Nord. They were a little stunned on their face, but their feet involuntarily came to Nord.

When Nord recovered, he saw such a scene. Four or five people surrounded the fire and stared at the food in front of him. Nord felt a little funny. Such a scene was very similar to those little friends in previous lives.

Looking at the pimples in front of me, the skin is golden roasted by the fire, and even some have become scorched black. It should be because the turning over is too slow, but it does not affect the eating. Reach out and signal that everyone can eat.

Everyone stared. Although they smelled the aroma, they hesitated when they really ate. After all, they haven\'t eaten this kind of thing again.

Reed swallowed his saliva and asked Nord carefully, with doubt in his eyes and a hint of hope for Nord\'s affirmation.

"Lord Nord, can we really eat it? It\'s eaten by wild boars and poisonous. Can we eat it?"

Nord didn\'t answer either. He directly reached out and took a mountain pimple. It was a little hot. He broke it carefully. Suddenly, a stronger aroma came to his face. Reed and another hunter no longer hesitated. They started one after another and picked up the mountain pimple to eat.

"How fragrant!"

Reed\'s mouth was full of words. Ignoring the heat of mountain bumps, he hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth. After eating, he couldn\'t help but praise it.

Lehman and old Moore looked at each other. The food in front of them was really delicious, but they were not sure that they could really eat. Although vomiting and diarrhea were not fatal, they would also make people lose their combat effectiveness. As an experienced hunter, Lehman and old Moore would not make such a mistake, although they were really delicious.

Lehman and old Moore pressed down their appetite and observed whether Nord and others had adverse reactions, so as to rescue them in time.

Reed and the two were somewhat unscrupulous. They ate mountain bumps and showed no signs of poisoning at all. Reed also asked Nord.

"Lord Nord, how do you know that mountain bumps can be eaten? Mountain bumps are so delicious!"

"It\'s very similar to a kind of food in my hometown, and it\'s not called mountain bumps."

"Not a pimple? What\'s that called?"

Nord took another bite of the food in front of him. It tastes like sweet potato and tastes like potato. Generally speaking, it is a combination of the two foods. The taste and taste will be more delicious, so its name is.

"Just call it yam. This is the magic medicine given to you by the mountain."

Reed wondered why such delicious food was medicine and ignored it. Lord Nord said it was what it was. He continued to devour the rest of the food.