Live Wilderness Adventure - Chapter 662

One of the necessary principles for the emergence of rich and diverse cuisine is the abundance of products, and the abundance of products is essentially inseparable from the abundance of species.

Just like a Chinese, it is difficult to understand how to cook without onions, **** and garlic.

Therefore, it can almost be seen that the closer you are to the lower latitudes, the richer the diversity of cuisine, and even more unheard of spice varieties.

In addition to the latitude relationship, it must be able to provide a platform that is enough to meet, so that the ingredients from the south and the north can collide.

If you stick to only one place, there will indeed be delicious food, but they are usually more monotonous and become a “local taste”.

It is like the hot and sour taste of Southeast Asia, which is very good, but other than this cuisine, it seems that there is no other more impressive. This is not the lack of rich products, but the lack of communication. The reason for this is essentially National borders and traffic restrictions.

The third is that a period of prosperity is needed, and people need to live and work in peace and contentment before they can ponder their appetites.

From the global map, only Huaxia meets these three conditions.

It is vast and rich in products at the same time. Although it does not say that it has always lived and worked in peace and contentment, each dynasty has at least a period of time.

Look at the white bears, the latitude is too high, most of them are in Siberia, and the same is true in Canada.

The latitude of the ugly country is nearly 20 degrees higher than that of Huaxia, and it barely meets the first condition. However, its history is short and it cannot meet the third condition at all, and because of its colonial nature, the taste of the ugly country is actually from high latitude transferred from Europe.

Further down, no one will meet the third condition.

Therefore, Huaxia is unique, and each place has its own special cuisine, but the vast borders of China itself make these cuisines have infinite possibilities and variety.

Bi Fang took a sip of water and lay on the ground with satisfaction, surrounded by a few big fish that were half eaten, looking like the leftovers of an Alaskan brown bear.

Only they have the luxury of eating only the fatty fish belly and discarding the rest.

This time 17BXWX Zhang Si. All the fish belly meat has been eaten clean by Bi Fang, and only the less fatty remains. Given the current weather in the Arctic, there is no need to worry that it will deteriorate after a day or two.

If the harvest continues tomorrow, these will be kept forever, and the limited stomach should be reserved for high-calorie foods as much as possible.

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, I found that many viewers were still discussing the heavy taste of pickled puffins.

Judging from the history of mankind’s march into the frigid zone, there is no taste gene that has evolved to adapt to this “delicious” taste in the body. It is only possible to form a customary adaptation from snacks to adults, but with the improvement of life, people who can accept it. will only become less and less.

Even if it is canned herring, with the improvement of economic life, many local people are actually not very good at it.

“The puffins are still eaten by the Inuit people, but one of the puffins, the auk, has become extinct. The last specimen of the auk exists in the form of a pickled puffin, which can be regarded as a kind of human history. Witness it.”

Bi Fang got up, patted the snow on his body, and prepared to start digging the shelter for tonight.

Today’s night was quite good. The temperature only dropped to minus 30 degrees, not too low. There was even an aurora, and a green ribbon floated in the night sky, bringing a good view.

The northern lights are quite strong, and the snow is cold, but the audience’s heart has been boiling, watching the northern lights fluttering in the sky, like the soul of an angel shaking.

Historically, people have been very afraid of the aurora.

Especially for the local Sami people in northern Europe, their legends about the aurora are more terrifying stories.

For example, there is a legend that a child should not go to see the aurora, because the aurora will take away his soul. It is also said that the aurora will fly through the sky with an axe, killing anyone who mocks it.

Therefore, bells are not allowed for sleds running under the bright aurora, so as not to disturb the aurora and suffer misfortune.

But in modern times, in addition to the possible solar storms, resulting in changes in the magnetic field and poor mobile phone signals, the aurora has been completed into a beautiful scenery.

“I feel that my body is full of strength now, and the feeling of having a full meal is different.”

Bi Fang removed a piece of frozen soil from the pit, with a floating green light on his face, and went to work.

If tomorrow is also a good weather, Bi Fang felt that he could even take a shower.

On the vast snowfield, digging the foundation prompted Bi Fang’s heart to continuously supply blood to the surface of the skin and limbs. It was still freezing cold at minus 30 degrees. As long as Bi Fang stopped moving, the blood transfusion process also slowed down, and the warmth brought by the food gradually slowed down. retreat.

The cold came from all directions, attacking Bi Fang, the tiny creature on the snowy field, with all his strength.

Blood is alive. In the face of a cold surprise, it will fight back, but if it exceeds the threshold, it will retreat and look, trying to hide and stay away from this terrible cold.

The hole that he had dug for a long time became a barrier. After all, the blood was not scared to retreat. Bi Fang shrank in the hole and took out a few finger-thick branches that were left before, and used what was left over from last night. The charcoal soon ignited a fire again, speeding up to warm the icy cave.

Feeling the comfortable temperature around him, Bi Fang felt sleepy.

He buried the kettle in the snow thirty centimeters below.

“In the polar regions, I recommend using a wide-mouthed container, as narrow-mouthed jugs are more likely to freeze and thaw more slowly.”

Strong sacrifice read sacrifice. “The thermal insulation performance of snow is really good. If you put a pot of water under 30 cm of snow, even if the temperature drops to minus 40 degrees Celsius, most of the water in the pot can still maintain a liquid state.”

Bi Fang carefully sealed the hole with snow to keep out the cold air, and turned the kettle upside down so that even if a little water freezes at the top – the bottom – it doesn’t prevent the lid from being opened. .

After finishing the last thing, Bi Fang turned off the live broadcast.

Tomorrow will be very busy, and he needs to harvest more food for the winter and a safe enough shelter to meet the arrival of the polar night.

The blizzard that lasted for four days greatly reduced Bi Fang’s daytime activity time, and then there was a race against time to survive.

So early the next morning, Bi Fang set out with a hunting knife. Instead of doing winter fishing immediately, in the same cave, if fishing was too frequent, no matter how many fish there were, he would react. He was going to stay and come back at night.

Make a big tyrant. Today, Bi Fang is going downstream along the river to see if he can find a coniferous forest, collect enough wood, or find larger prey.