Chapter 65: How to Eat That Black and Hard Thing.
As he was about to take action, Zhang Liu remembered the feat done by a certain bald man who could break a banana tree with just his hands.
He originally planned to take out the bone spur, but suddenly an idea came to his mind.
If others can do it with their hands, why can't he?
He touched the skin, and after repeatedly checking that there were no spikes or any other armor on it, Zhang Liu punched him without hesitation.
With a dull click, his fist hit the tree trunk, and his index finger and middle finger knuckles were already fused into it.
He could even feel the moisture inside the tree trunk and the skin above it, but Zhang Liu's expression began to twist.
After a few seconds, an almost-painful sound came out of his mouth.
"That huuuuuurts!"
He covered his fingers.
The intense pain coming from here made Zhang Liu fully understand how the saying "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die" came about.
At the same time, he also understood that there were some things in this world that he could really only watch others do, and then knell down and pull 666.
After a while, the pain in his knuckles disappeared.
In pain, Zhang Liu had no intention of doing anything else, so he took out a sharp spear made of bone from his sheepskin bag and started making holes in the banana tree.
Crunchy fibers like cane sugar are easily destroyed.
The knife in his hand is straight but has two triangular ends at the front, and there is a recessed bone spear in the middle to act as a blood groove to prevent the sticking of flesh. It has turned into a cruel logging tool.
Unfortunately, there was a lot of water, and it quickly became slippery, leaving him unable to control himself.
But the sweet scent of tree sap gradually began to spread into the air, giving Zhang Liu a slight feeling of coldness.
In the end, he made many holes in the banana tree.
However, he still stood firmly on the grass, surrounded by a circle of slightly curved holes, which only made a mocking smile at the two-legged monkey in front of him.
Can this flow be tolerated?
Grab the top of the tree directly and shake it vigorously.
After a while, the stubborn banana tree made a creaking sound and slowly fell onto a patch of weeds.
"Oohhh..." he sighed long. Zhang Liu extended his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Finally, he achieved his first major achievement in cutting trees in this wilderness.
At the same time, a proud smile appeared on his lips, because the next step was to happily enjoy the spoils!
When he ran to the place where the tree crown had fallen, Zhang Liu picked up a black banana and held it in his hand without hesitation.
Then his expression hardened slightly.
Because it feels a little solid.
After feeling this strange touch, he began to feel that something was not quite right.
It didn't matter if the color was black; as a severe patient suffering from poverty syndrome, Zhang Liu would go to the fruit shop to buy black bananas for himself.
For him, this type of banana may taste a bit soft, but in terms of nutrition, it has no effect at all. Moreover, its effect on intestinal lubrication exceeds that of any medication!
At most, it cannot be compared to shamelessly launching a surprise attack on the body and stimulating the anus with glycerin suppositories.
Moreover, by eating the black bananas himself, he can save money to buy two more fresh bananas for his two sisters, who don't understand life. It's perfect!
But even in this case, Zhang Liu never wanted the banana peel he touched to have such a rough texture.
But with the attitude of trying, Zhang Liu still grabbed both ends and opened the suspicious black and short banana.
What was inside made him full of expectations but frustrated at the same time.
The specific description is that the grayish-white flesh is mixed with large black particles of hard seeds.
At first glance, it seems like trypophobia's nightmare.
If you tolerate the numbness, bring it to your nose, and smell it carefully, you can actually smell a very faint banana scent.
But this kind of thing is suspicious, no matter how you look at it.
With enough supplies, Zhang Liu didn't dare to put it in his mouth casually, so he changed his hands and threw it aside.
Maybe this is just an example; the next banana will be soft, sticky, and sweet.
With this idea of luck, he bent down to pick up the next fruit from the tree and opened it again to check it; he felt the same familiar feeling, and within it still contained the familiar 'trypophobia'.
Break one, throw one away...
Soon, the ground was covered with black bananas.
Taking out the mineral water and taking a sip of water to wash away the bitter taste on his tongue, Zhang Liu had to admit one thing:
You cannot eat the whole banana!
Zhang Liu opened each banana and inspected it.
Without exception.
It was filled with gray and white flesh like rotten cotton wool and seeds like black pebbles.
Even if his head is hard, he reluctantly puts his tongue on the tip and licks it to taste the taste.
It was also astringent, like eating unripe persimmons.
Maybe because there was no artificial intervention.
Zhang Liu sighed helplessly and shook his head, feeling extremely depressed.
It's okay that the sweet banana he thought he could eat turned out to be plantains.
As a result, the bananas remained the same bananas grown by Lao Ba himself...
However, in the spirit of not wasting, Zhang Liu started cutting down the tree, as mentioned in the wilderness survival video.
It is said that there is an ancient tradition in Africa of using the pulp of banana trees as fresh water.
Use the front end of a sharp bone spear to cut a slit in the tree's bark, then peel it apart to expose the layers within.
At this moment, he felt like he had returned from visiting his parents' graves during the Qingming Festival, and then he stole several bamboo shoots on the side of the road to make fried bamboo shoots at home.
At that time, it was also layer by layer.
Soon, the entire inner core of the banana tree appeared in front of Zhang Liu.
It is as thick as sugar cane and appears white and smooth.
It seems to taste very good.
He grabbed a piece and broke it, then put it in his mouth and bit down hard. Zhang Liu's last good impression of the banana tree was gone.
This thing doesn't taste as soft and juicy as it looks from the outside.
Instead, it was more like the pulp of sugarcane that had already given its first juice; he needed to chew it several times to extract only some fluid.
And the taste is still astringent and not delicious at all!
Appearances are very deceiving!
At the same time, due to time constraints, he did not think about it in advance.
Zhang Liu could only abandon the idea of digging a hole in the banana tree trunk on the ground and wait for it to automatically absorb the soil moisture.
Instead, he cut the core of the banana tree into suitable lengths, then casually pulled out a relatively long grass root from the ground, tied it up, and carried it behind him, continuing down the road.
Although there is not much juice, it is still good to use as a temporary water source to quench thirst on the road.
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