Ye Zheng walked around the island along the coastline, and she found that this island is really suitable for a human with no great skills like her to live in.
The island is big enough. Ye Zheng walked all the way, although she didn't know most of the plants, but it didn't prevent her from counting the types of those plants. There were about thirty or forty, which was quite rich.
There are no beasts, Ye Zheng doesn't have to worry about the presence of beasts all the time like on that continent.
When patrolling the island, Ye Zheng took a very long branch, and she beat it as she walked, but she didn't find a snake strung out anywhere.
The most important thing is that there is actually a small lake in a part of this island terrain! Ye Zheng tried two bites and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was still a freshwater lake! I don't know how the mermaid was found.
Ye Zheng took two mouthfuls of cool water, and the water flowed out from her lips and down her neck, soothing her skin that was scorched by the sun.
That's great, Ye Zheng thought while wiping Mizusawa from her lips with the back of her hand. It seems that there is no safer and more suitable place for her than here.
Giving the mermaid only a headband and a bracelet as a thank-you gift is too crude. Ye Zheng thought of how the mermaid cheered when she got the small gift, and thought maybe she could make something else for it.
But now the big fish swam back to the sea happily after getting the two small gifts. Ye Zheng didn't know when it would come to see her again. She felt that she had to make a suitable house for herself first.
There are many trees on the island, and they look tall and strong. But not to mention that Ye Zheng didn't have tools at hand, even if she had tools, she wouldn't have the physical strength to build a wooden house. Her eyes finally fell on the clump of long-stalked grass. She can't do anything else, but it's not too difficult to set up a simple tent, right
Ye Zheng is considered to be an actionist. After she made up her mind, she immediately tied the cloth around her upper body, and then began to harvest the grass poles.
When she was weaving with straw, she felt that the tough straw was just a little difficult to cut, but when she needed to harvest a large area, she realized that this work was really a big challenge.
When the sun was about to sink into the sea level, Ye Zheng struggled to stand up while holding on to his stiff waist, and looked at the pile of grass poles scattered in front of him with a sense of accomplishment.
"If I can go back, I must give myself a nickname: Forage Harvester." Ye Zheng thought bitterly, she is still pretty good, at least she has something to block the wind when she sleeps at night.
Along with the satisfaction of hard labor, there is hunger.
Ye Zheng has worked hard for so long, and now his stomach is empty. Hearing the protest from his stomach, Ye Zheng picked up an oval orange peel fruit that was on the side.
This is also a fruit that Ye Zheng has never seen before. During the day, she found that a toucan would swallow this fruit with the skin into its stomach. Ye Zheng thought it was probably non-toxic, so he picked seven or eight from the tree and planned to eat it when he was hungry.
Ye Zheng carefully cut a slit in the fruit, the juice of the fruit flowed down the back of her hand along the slit, and the sour taste immediately filled Ye Zheng's nose.
"Gulu—" Her stomach made a squirming sound again, and the sour taste made Ye Zheng feel even hungrier.
She peeled off a small half of the skin with anticipation, and couldn't wait to bite down.
very sour!
Ye Zheng frowned in pain.
That is not the sweet and sour fruit that ordinary people like to see. This fruit tastes like a lemon that is not ripe at all. It is not only sour and hard to swallow, but also has a bitter taste.
Ye Zheng looked at the half of the fruit left in his hand and the seven or eight whole fruits scattered around his feet with pity.
Just as Ye Zheng was worried about these non-toxic but unbearable fruits, she heard the movement from the seaside.
It must be the mermaid!
Hearing the voice, Ye Zheng ran outside holding the remaining fruits without thinking. She laughed at herself as she ran. There is a neural reflex training method called Pavlov on earth, and she is now... almost.
After a while, she ran to the shore where there was movement. As Ye Zheng expected, it was still the original mermaid, or the familiar lobster.
This time Ye Zheng sat down unceremoniously, and the mermaid ran away without throwing down the lobster. One person and one fish sat peacefully face to face, the mermaid skillfully cut the back of the lobster with sharp claws in front of Ye Zheng.
When Ye Zheng took the lobster handed to her by the mermaid, he had a whim, sprinkled some sour juice on the shrimp, and then tore the shrimp and put it in his mouth.
This time, the taste of the shrimp actually appeared to be exceptionally better than the previous two!
The umami of the shrimp itself, the fishy smell of the sea covered by the juice, and the sourness of the juice, all the flavors were harmoniously blended in Ye Zheng's mouth.
Ye Zheng narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, she simply squeezed the juice of a whole fruit onto the shrimp shell containing the shrimp meat without saving, and then tore it with her fingers and put it into her mouth.
When Ye Zheng sucked on her juicy fingers, she found that the mermaid's eyes were firmly glued to the shrimp in her hand.
It looks like it wants to eat it, and it really wants to eat it.
But what makes Ye Zheng feel strange is that it is different from the act of taking the headband directly from Ye Zheng's head when he wants it during the day; although it looks like he really wants to taste the shrimp meat in Ye Zheng's hand, he He just looked at it like that, and didn't move his paws all the time.
Ye Zheng can only speculate secretly, this may be because for most animals, food and territory are absolutely inviolable, and they naturally have reservations about grabbing food belonging to other animals—unless they are extremely hungry. Although this lobster was brought up by a mermaid, it already belongs to Ye Zheng at the moment, so it will not stretch out its claws easily.
Ye Zheng rolled his eyes and smiled, tore off a piece of shrimp meat dipped in juice and put it beside the mermaid's mouth.
"Ah—" she said softly.
The mermaid was stunned for a while, then opened his mouth hesitantly.
At this moment, Ye Zheng withdrew his arm with extremely sensitive movements and threw the shrimp meat back into his mouth.
The mermaid's mouth was still half-open stupidly, and it looked at Ye Zheng blankly, as if confused.
Ye Zheng tore off the second piece of shrimp, then slowly stretched out his arm, and pulled it back abruptly when the mermaid opened its mouth again.
This time the mermaid's mouth was closed, its tail patted the sand gently, and its big wet eyes stared at Ye Zheng.
It wasn't angry, Ye Zheng was sure: the eyes didn't turn into vertical pupils, and the fins didn't stand up. Therefore, it seems that it is particularly aggrieved by such a move.
"Okay, okay," Ye Zheng said with a smile, "I'll give you something to eat this time."
She tore off the third piece of shrimp, and when she was about to actually feed it to the human fish, it suddenly rushed up and overwhelmed Ye Zheng.
"Oops—" Ye Zheng didn't respond in time, feeling dizzy for a while, her back slammed into the slightly damp sand, and the expressionless face of the mermaid appeared in front of her.
Its heavy body was pressed on top of Ye Zheng, and the sea water it carried on it immediately spread to her body through Ye Zheng's thin clothes. The mermaid's cold claws held Ye Zheng's wrist, then it leaned over its head, opened its mouth wide and took the third piece of shrimp from Ye Zheng's hand.
Its tongue swept across Ye Zheng's fingertips, and Ye Zheng couldn't help letting go.
Ye Zheng was also a little stunned. She watched the mermaid and chewed the shrimp, then swallowed it expressionlessly.
"Okay, is it delicious?" Ye Zheng asked hesitantly. She thinks it's too bad that mermaids don't have facial nerves. There is no happy or painful expression when feeding, which makes people feel no sense of accomplishment when feeding.
The mermaid's actions answered her, its tail slapped the ground slightly, then opened its mouth again. This time it let go of Ye Zheng's hand, its arms supported its upper body and stood up, and the heavy body no longer pressed Ye Zheng.
"Okay, I see." Ye Zheng muttered, "I know you want to eat it."
Ye Zheng bent over the arm that could be used flexibly, and started tearing at the lobster resignedly.
A lobster tail was quickly divided between the two of them.
The mermaid stared at the empty shrimp shell and left from above Ye Zheng's body. Ye Zheng then propped himself up and looked at the mermaid who was fiddling with the remaining intact fruit.
"If you want, you can take it with you."
Ye Zheng sighed and stuffed the fruit into the mermaid's claws.
The mermaid looked at the fruit in her arms, then at Ye Zheng, but put the fruit back into Ye Zheng's arms.
Eh? Ye Zheng was a little surprised, when was this big fish so polite
But next, the big fish made an unexpected move: it patted the open space beside Ye Zheng's legs like Ye Zheng did during the day today.
"...You want me to sit here?" Ye Zheng couldn't be sure, she asked tentatively.
The mermaid couldn't understand or answer her, so it patted the open space beside Ye Zheng again.
Ye Zheng carefully placed the few fruits on the open space.
Only then did the mermaid stop slapping the ground. It dug up a large handful of sand with its claws and poured it on Ye Zheng's feet. It moved very fast, and before Ye Zheng could react, her feet were completely buried in the sand.
After the mermaid patted the sand that buried Ye Zheng's feet, the mermaid jumped up and jumped back into the sea.
Ye Zheng stared at the calf that could no longer see the soles of his feet: wouldn't the mermaid mean to ask her to wait for it here? Because it also knew that Ye Zheng couldn't hear it, so it simply buried Ye Zheng's feet
Of course, the binding force of the sand is very limited. If Ye Zheng wants to, she can still pull her feet out of the small sand pile. But Ye Zheng thought for a while, in order to be happy when the man fish came back, she still maintained this posture.
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