Raising Cubs in Another World

Chapter 1

When the sky was still gray, there was a sudden burst of thunder at the foot of the mountain not far away. The thunder was loud, accompanied by the rustling wind, and finally the first heavy rain in late autumn fell before the dawn.

The sound of raindrops pattering on the tiled roof was too loud, pattering, and soon woke up Song Ning who was sleeping.

He glanced at the splashing rain outside the wooden window, turned over and wanted to continue to sleep, but the moment he closed his eyes, he suddenly remembered something, so he had no choice but to get up from the bed, put on a long-sleeved coat and tie it. Alright, just pick up the coir raincoat hanging on the corner of the wall.

It was sunny a few days ago, which is a good time to plant winter radishes. Who would have thought that there would be such a sudden heavy rain just after sprouting. There is too much rain at this time, not to mention the winter harvest, and the roots will rot within a few days. .

That's why he had to get up.

Listening to the sound of the rain, Song Ning, who had just woken up from sleep, looked at the scene around her in a daze.He came here suddenly ten years ago. To be precise, he is not from this world, but a botany graduate student from the 21st century.

This world has no name, but it can be called the Beastman Land for short. Humans here will accept the baptism of the Beast God when they are enlightened at the age of five, and thus evolve their own animal attributes.

But he is... a sheep with no special abilities? ? ?

But he quickly accepted this fact. After all, he is not good at fighting, and likes to find peace in the midst of disturbances. His attitude towards life without desires and demands makes him enjoy life in this world.

The original "Song Ning" was the owner of a farmhouse. Because he was not good at management, the sound of this farmhouse was miserable, but fortunately, the area was large enough.A large courtyard with three entrances and three exits. The front yard is a place for people to eat and rest. There is a corridor connecting the front and rear yards in the middle. Behind the corridor is the place where "Song Ning" slept, and the backyard is a large field. .

The field is extremely spacious, as big as ten mu, but the whole farmhouse is in disrepair, the houses are dilapidated and the fields are abandoned. It is no wonder that the original "Song Ning" will starve to death, and he will cross over.

Passing through the corridor, Song Ning opened the door and strode towards the backyard. A few days ago, he had no interest in weaving a soft shed out of straw roots. Just be tight.Although it can't resist all the rain, it can at least block about [-]%.

After finishing these, Song Ning went to see the poultry pen, seeing that not a single drop of the heavy rain fell into the pen, Song Ning went back to the house with peace of mind.

Taking off the rain-soaked coir raincoat, looking at the gloomy sky outside, I wondered if the rain would stop for a while, but fortunately there was some light, which was a common morning in Bukid Island.

Now that she woke up, Song Ning didn't intend to go back to the bedroom to sleep in the cage. She threw away the wet straw sandals, wiped her feet and put on new dry straw sandals, and went to the kitchen in the front yard.

He picked some pumpkins yesterday, and now it's time to make pumpkin noodles.

Peel the pumpkin and cut it in half, dig out the pumpkin seeds in the middle, the pumpkin seeds are already ripe, Song Ning washes off the dregs, puts the white and fat pumpkin seeds on the side plate, and carefully cuts the pumpkin into thin slices, Bring to a boil and cook until cooked.

"Now let's knead the dough." Song Ning murmured to himself, and took a wooden ladle to scoop out flour from the noodle jar. After digging out enough for three people, he shook the flour that was stuck in the wooden ladle and used it. After washing it with clean water, I scooped clean spring water.

Pour the cooked pumpkin slices together with the soup into the flour, and use a wooden spoon to mix the pumpkin meat and flour together to form a dough. Halfway through the dough, Song Ning added a large spoonful of spring water to adjust it to the right level. the softness.

Knead the golden dough into a big ball, cover it with a steaming cloth, and let it wake up for half an hour. The noodles made in this way are springy and refreshing, with the unique sweetness of pumpkin. If you add two fried eggs at this time , cut a few slices of smoked ham...

No way, just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

Song Ning resisted the urge to swallow, and continued to the next step.

At the foot of the back mountain, there is oregano that looks like mint. Oregano is a kind of medicinal material and a rare spice. It can be mixed with various dishes, whether it is cooking or frying.

Every time Song Ning went up the mountain to collect goods, he would pick some along the way.Wash and drain the oregano, chop finely, add a few drops of lard, sprinkle with a little white sesame and stir a few times.Then, he continued his actions, took out a few mushrooms from the ingredients basket, and sliced ​​them into thin slices.

This time, he plans to make Mushroom Oregano Soup as a noodle soup base. It has oregano flavor and does not need to add other spicy seasonings.After all, it is not good to eat too spicy food early in the morning, which will affect health preservation.

Song Ning showed a long-awaited smile when the noodles served in a white porcelain crochet flower sea bowl were served.He has a clear face and soft features. When he smiles, his beautiful peach eyes are narrowed into a crescent moon, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

The youngest son of Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang who lived next door often came over to eat on time.

Sure enough, before the scent wafted out of the room, there were two knocks on the door outside. Before Song Ning got up to open the door, the door opened with a "creak", and a teenager who looked like a teenager slipped in from the middle.

The young man showed two cute little canine teeth, and grinned brightly at Song Ning. He quickly ran to Song Ning's table, and turned his round eyes to the noodles, "Brother Song, what are you doing today?" Delicious? Why is it so fragrant!"

After speaking, he took a sip of the fragrance in front of him with a dazed expression, and his face showed a look of dying.

"I'll get you a bowl." Song Ning said jokingly, got up and poured him a big bowl, "You can only eat one bowl, if you eat too much, it will be bad for your development."

"What is development?" Yang Xiaoyi asked incomprehensibly.

Song Ning helplessly explained: "It means not growing tall."

When Yang Xiaoyi heard this, she became anxious: "That won't work, I have to be as tall as my father, so I can go hunting with my father and mother!"

Yang Shu and Aunt Yang’s family live next door to Song Ning. Uncle Yang’s animal form is a hyena, and Aunt Yang is a brown bear. The two of them can’t do farm work. The prey is a good hand. The eldest son Yang Da is a brown bear just like his mother, and he is already a sub-adult Big brown bear, now a new hunter.

As for Yang Xiaoyi, it was very strange, it wasn't a hyena or a brown bear, but a golden retriever.He has no unique talent for prey, but he has a keen sense of smell at a young age, so if nothing else happens, he can be a vanguard.

"If you want to learn how to hunt, you need to learn more, see more, and smell more. Everyone and every animal have different smells. They travel in the mountains and forests. Even if they are far away from you, you can tell them according to their smell. Check their whereabouts." Looking at Yang Xiaoyi who was devouring, Song Ning said with a smile.

Yang Xiaoyi swallowed a mouthful of fried eggs, and said seriously: "Brother Song, you smell very good. There is a smell of food, and it is more delicious than the prey that Mom and Dad hunted."

Song Ning: "..." He is not the prey.

"Go back and study hard when you're full. I still have to work."

The rain had stopped, and he had to go up the mountain to collect wild goods later, so he didn't have time to talk to this little boy who was wearing his scent.

"But the school is closed today, so you don't have to go to school." Yang Xiaoyi muttered softly.

Song Ning listened to the words without saying a word, picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table without replying, and went straight back to the kitchen, leaving Yang Xiaoyi standing there alone in a mess.

Did he make Brother Song angry?Did you say the wrong thing again?

Do you want to go to the kitchen to apologize to Brother Song now? Although I don't know what's wrong, but for the sake of my stomach in the future, it is definitely right to apologize.

But what if Brother Song ignores me?

After Yang Xiaoyi thought about it, Song Ning's voice sounded from behind him: "Why don't you study?"

"Ah? Brother Song, aren't you angry?" He asked in surprise.

"Where am I angry? Even if you don't need to go to school to study, you should study hard at home. I don't mean to let you learn the knowledge in textbooks, but to learn how to hunt from your parents." Song Ning glanced at him casually. With a glance, "Didn't you say you want to be an excellent hunter?"

"Well, I will definitely become an excellent hunter!"

Before Yang Xiaoyi left, Song Ning asked him to bring home more than a dozen cucumbers and eggplants. The hunters who don't know how to do farming can't just eat meat, the combination of meat and vegetables is the last word.

As soon as the people on the front foot left, Song Ning went back to the house and changed into a rough linen coat with a white tiger skin on it. It was late autumn now, and the temperature on the mountain was colder than that at the bottom. After putting on cowhide boots, he carried A basket went out the door.

The back mountain is not far from the location of the farmhouse. After Song Ning crossed the wooden bridge over the river in the backyard, he walked for a while and reached the foot of the mountain.Because of the heavy rain just now, several small mud puddles have accumulated on the trails that we usually walk on weekdays, making it very inconvenient to walk.

When he climbed to the mountainside, the whole pair of cowhide boots had long since lost their original good-looking appearance, and they had to wash them again.With a sigh in his heart, Song Ning knocked on the wooden door of the wild goods boss.

Uncle Liu, who is in his 60s, is selling wild goods. Regardless of his age, he has a particularly strong body and can often collect a lot of good goods.

"Uncle Liu, what good stuff do you have this time?" Song Ning was welcomed by Uncle Liu and asked with a smile.

Uncle Liu poured Song Ning a bowl of ginger tea with milk. His wrinkled face showed no expression, and he said in an unhurried voice, "There's nothing good this time, but I found something new. Make sure you like it."

Song Ning took a sip of milky ginger tea, dispelled the cold from the mountain, and asked with an interested look, "What's new?"

"A new kind of wild vegetable." Uncle Liu said slowly, "This is the first time I have discovered the existence of this kind of wild vegetable on the mountain in so many years. There are not many of them. I picked some back, and you should like it."

As he spoke, he handed a bundle of green wild vegetables to Song Ning.

Song Ning took a look, and laughed excitedly. It's been a long time since he's been here, and this is the first time he's discovered the existence of Luochen.Quinoa officinalis is a kind of wild vegetable, which can also be called gray vegetable. It is extremely nutritious, not to mention that it can be used as medicine, and it can also promote the growth of children.

In the past, Song Ning was lucky enough to eat it only twice, but he didn't expect to have it in this world, too surprised.

"I want it all."

Uncle Liu was not surprised. He had bundled up the wild goods and put them into Song Ning's basket in an orderly manner. "In addition to this, there are others. You just need to see the price."

"No problem." Song Ning was not stingy, and handed over the dried bacon he had prepared and the money bag containing ten copper coins.

Uncle Liu took the money bag, weighed it with his hand, and said calmly, "There are too many."

"Not much, not much, you found the quinoa this time, it's a good thing."

"It turns out that this wild vegetable is called quinoa. I don't know as much as you do." Uncle Liu's eyes dimmed. There are more plants than him.

"What did Uncle Liu say? It's just that I just happened to eat it before and knew the name. If you want to say that you know a lot, it's naturally you, Uncle Liu."

Uncle Liu said, "Then...are you free now? Tell me about this Luochen."

Song Ning: "..."

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