Chapter 22 22. Food chain

Man, rat, snake, unstable triangle structure. Snakes eat rats; rats eat people, human foot calluses, nails, human food, and human feces; and humans eat snakes.The cat-eared people who had eaten snakes did not say that the snake meat was not tasty, only one platoon leader took a bite and then spat it out, thinking that there were too many bones, so he did not say it was unpalatable. There is also a reverse cycle phenomenon in the food chain, such as snakes eating human food, canned food, meat, eggs, rice, and nothing more.The Rat only offered to the Snake, but never asked for it.The same is true for humans and rats. I have heard of a case of soldiers burning rats and eating them, tearing off the legs and chewing the bones together. I believe it is true, but it cannot be generalized.I also heard that a large rat fought a small snake, and that four rats fought with a poisonous snake. Because the results of the battle are unknown, it is inconvenient to draw conclusions.

In fact, feeding rats is equivalent to feeding snakes. When the snake meat enters the human body, people can produce more cocoons, nails and feces. When a rat enters the snake's mouth, it is not far from the human mouth. Natural selection, survival of the fittest. The special result of the food chain is that what humans pay is food, what rat snakes pay is life.The final victory belongs to the strong. One thing needs to be solemnly stated, the pythons and poisonous snakes eaten by people with cat ear piercings are not very many, so Chinese and foreign zoologists must give their understanding.

Eating snakes requires culture. An uneducated army can't eat snakes well. The artillery company instructor cut open the cobra's abdomen with a sharp knife and pointed out one by one, this is the heart, this is the gall, and the poisonous glands are here. Remove the poisonous glands, and the other places are not poisonous.The gunners shrank their necks, thinking that it would be safer to eat steamed buns.After burning a small pot, the instructor set an example and ate some. The next day’s breakfast was still alive, so the gunners dared to try it. Once they ate it, they became addicted and drank the soup cleanly.

Once again eating python meat, Zou Yan, the gunner who ate with the instructor, injured his arm and was hit by the tail of a cannon.The instructor ate up a piece of python bone, threw it on the table, and said, "Don't eat the snake. If you prefer to eat it, it depends on your arm. The two squad leaders died when they ate the snake." Pick up a piece. The flower python sticks its head out, looking at the entrance of the small cave, and at the few naked soldiers entering the big cave.There was no canned food in the python's cave, and the soldiers laughed unnaturally. Tian Yong said: "Python, it's not that we have trouble with you, Lao Yue blocked the position, and we haven't eaten meat for more than ten days."

Chen Wen said: "Yes, yes, we are about to leave the battlefield, we must have a commemoration, leave your skin to us." Wang Haohu nodded: "I'm really sorry, I haven't eaten meat for more than ten days, you know." The soldiers said a lot of good things about pythons and the necessity of eating pythons, and looked at each other, saying everything that needed to be said. Finally, the submachine gun said: "Da da da, da da da,..." The python danced in the rain of bullets, raised its head, pumped up its blood, and threw itself along the trajectory of the ball.None of the hungry soldiers was timid. They grabbed the meat python and grabbed the grenade and hit it on the head. Five, six, seven times, the python's undulating body gradually flattened, and its tense muscles completely relaxed.

Chen Wen took away the python skin. The cylindrical python meat was chopped off piece by piece. From the eyes of the hungry soldiers, it was originally boxes of luncheon meat stored in the python skin. The soldiers burped from eating.Class Nine Military Engineer Xiao Luo also caught up.Ask the platoon leader to eat, and the platoon leader spit it out, saying, it's all bones. Wu Yongping, the instructor of the Second Battalion of the Fourth Regiment A, sat on the soil sofa nailed to the shell box and said: "Pytha meat is not bad. After eating it, I feel hot all over. I am afraid of being poisoned. It is fine after the heat."

Hunan Bingtian hero dared to catch poisonous snakes with his hands.Chase one big snake at a time.The snake turned around and stood up, it was the king cobra.Tian Junjie swung his shovel, and the king cobra split into two.He took out the snake gall and gave it to Han Yingqiu.Han Yingqiu's eyes are sick, and he has to cover his eyes with gauze under the sun.Snake gallbladder improves eyesight, he swallowed it.Eating snake gallbladder raw made her body greasy and unable to take a bath, so Han Yingqiu soaked in wine instead.By the time of the sacrifice, the eye disease was not cured. Sanlian brewed a bottle of snake gall wine. The battalion commander went to the company headquarters to see him and wanted to leave.

The instructor of the Seventh Company of the A4 Regiment brought five complete python skins to the camp, and would brag to everyone: "I have python skins." This was unpopular.An acquaintance wants to take one.The instructor felt a little regretful and said that he would never let anyone see it again.But he, an old cousin from Jiangxi, couldn't hide treasures, and when he saw people, he boasted: "I have python skin." The chief wants it, will you give it?I gave it to the chief, but my comrades wanted it again. If I didn't give it, my eyes would be raised.The python skin became less and less, and there was only one piece left.

Still blowing. "I have python skin." "real?" "I'll show it to you." Bring it again.One roll, like a firefighter's hose.Stretch out your arms and pull them all over, spread out on the bed nearly two meters, a total of more than three meters, two palms wide, beautifully decorated, and the head is completely stripped.Seriously, if he still had one, we'd definitely ask for it. He said: "We people in Jiangxi are not afraid of snakes. When we go up and hunt the first one, I will peel it off. When I hear that I have caught it, I will go and peel it. It doesn't matter if I eat the meat or not. I just want to keep it as a souvenir. When I come down , I looked in my pocket, eight or nine of them."

"What about those?" We asked seriously, but casually. "Choose and choose, take out the good ones, and discard the bad ones." He said it easily, at least he still has one, and it might be the best one.