365 days of wilderness survival

Wu Qingyue swallowed her saliva and said, "Sister Wei Ting, can these mushrooms be eaten?"

Qi Weiting frowned beautifully, leaned in to observe the mushrooms on the trunk, and after carefully studying for a while, said softly: "This should be a slippery mushroom, you can eat it." "

What she couldn't figure out a little was why there were slippery mushrooms growing in places where it snowed in winter?

The barrage in the live broadcast room brushed up.

"There will be mushrooms in the snow in winter, shouldn't they be poisonous?"

"This is the slippery mushroom, which can be eaten. "

"Slippery mushrooms are low-temperature mushrooms that can grow on snowy days, and by the way, I'm a Ph.D. in biology. "

"So that's it, thank you for the big guy science. "

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Slippery mushroom, also known as pearl mushroom, sliding mushroom, etc., can be divided into low-temperature type, medium-temperature type and high-temperature type according to the different temperature of fruiting body.

Slippery mushrooms grown at different temperatures have different changes, which are reflected in color, size, and taste.

What a strange name, don't care, pick it all first. Wu Qingyue muttered, reaching out to pull off a large piece of the slippery mushroom on the trunk.

Qi Weiting also moved, this is the lunch of the two today, and it may even be dinner.

After more than ten minutes, there were many slippery mushrooms piled up on the snow.

The two picked the slippery mushrooms on the two dead trees, and some of the higher positions were poked down with branches, which shows that the two cherish food.

"Okay, let's go back first. Qi Weiting said softly.

"Let's learn Chu Feng to make a basket, otherwise it is difficult to take so many slippery mushrooms." Wu Qingyue suggested.

"Will you?" asked Qi Weiting softly.

"Of course, I've seen the video carefully. Wu Qingyue swore and turned around with a firewood knife to find tender branches and rattan.

She rummaged through the snow for more than ten minutes before finding a few rattans more than half a meter long.

Wu Qingyue bit her lower lip, remembering Chu Feng's steps in making a bamboo basket in the live broadcast, and awkwardly began to work with branches and rattan.

Qi Weiting stood on the side and watched, her brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed.

After more than twenty minutes, a crooked basket was ready, the size of a washbasin.

Wu Qingyue stuck out her tongue and said a little embarrassed: "It can barely be used." "

"Not bad. Qi Weiting nodded, squatted down to help load the slippery mushrooms into the basket.

"Let's go, hurry back, I don't know if the fire is extinguished." Wu Qingyue hurriedly said as she picked up the basket, stepping on the thick snow and walking back along the footprints when she came to the ground.

Nearly an hour later, the two returned to the shelter, the fire still burning, and a handful of flames left to sway with the cold wind.

Qi Weiting quickly found branches and put them in the fire, so that the flames could continue.

"Boil some water first. Wu Qingyue put down the basket, turned out a steel pot from the shelter, filled it with snow racks and burned it on the fire.

Qi Weiting sat on the snow on the side, holding a firewood knife to process the slippery mushrooms she had picked back, and cut off the bark and impurities attached to the roots.

Wu Qingyue added wood to the fire, looked sideways at the slippery mushrooms in the basket, swallowed her saliva and said, "Today's food is solved, and the rest should be enough to eat a meal tomorrow." "

"It should be enough. Qi Weiting fiddled with the slippery mushrooms in the basket, and there were quite a few of them, enough for two people to eat three meals.

"Let's grill it a little, grilled mushrooms taste great. Wu Qingyue couldn't wait to find a branch, picked up the slippery mushroom and put it on it, and roasted it near the fire.

The corners of Qi Weiting's eyes trembled, roasting slippery mushrooms?

A few minutes later, the snow in the steel pot melted, and she grabbed two handfuls of mushrooms and put them in, stirring them with a wooden stick.

Wu Qingyue took out the roasted blackened slippery mushroom from the fire, blew it gently with her mouth, handed it over the branch and said with a smile: "Grilled mushrooms, Sister Wei Ting, you can eat one and taste it." "

"No, you eat first. Qi Weiting waved her hand and said, can you still eat such a slippery mushroom?

"Okay. Wu Qingyue pouted, blew the hot air on the mushroom, and then flicked it with her finger to flick off the black ash on the surface.

She hesitated, opened her mouth and took a small bite of the slippery mushroom on the branch.

Qi Weiting pursed her mouth and looked at Wu Qingyue's actions, worried that she would fall directly to the ground in the next second.

"Well, it tastes really good. Wu Qingyue's eyes lit up, and she blew hot air and took another bite, and black carbon ash was stuck to her chapped lips.

She ate two blackened mushrooms in succession, and handed the remaining one to Qi Weiting, and said coquettishly: "Sister Weiting, you will eat one." "

"Okay. Qi Weiting swallowed my spit, hesitated to take the branch, looked at the blackened slippery mushroom, pursed her lips or bit it.

"How?" asked Wu Qingyue expectantly.

"It's delicious. Qi Weiting nodded lightly in response, although the roasted slippery mushroom did not sell well, it still tasted quite good.

"Then I'll bake a few more. Wu Qingyue held the branch with great interest, wearing a clean slippery mushroom.

She put the dressed slippery mushroom into the fire, remembered something, and chuckled: "These Chu Feng should not have eaten them." "

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"Ah Qiu~~"

In the cultivation room, Chu Feng yawned and reached out to rub his nose.

"Chu Feng, what's wrong, did you catch a cold?" asked Liu Yiqiu with concern.

"It's okay. Chu Feng waved his hand.

"Pay more attention to your body. Liu Yiqiu reminded softly, turning around and adding a few more pieces of wood to the fireplace.

"I will. Chu Feng chuckled, with his current physique, if he wanted to catch a cold, it was estimated that he might catch a cold if he didn't wear a single piece of clothing.

"Well, do these good mycelium still need to be watered?" asked Liu Yiqiu softly.

After eating the sweet soup, the two stayed in the cultivation room and planted the remaining two layers of bamboo troughs with mycelium.

"No, just find some hay and put it on the bamboo trough." Chu Feng said softly, got up and pushed open the wooden door of the cultivation room, and walked towards the warehouse.

A few minutes later, he returned with two large bales of hay, untied the rope that had been bound, grabbed a handful of weed seeds that had been shaken off and stuck to them, and spread them evenly on the bamboo trough.

Covered with hay to block the light, the mycelium grows faster in the dark, which can speed up the growth of the mushroom, and has another effect, that is, to ensure the temperature at which the hyphae grow.

Every day when the night passes near dawn, the fireplace in the cultivation room is not working, the temperature will drop, and now laying hay can also play a certain role in insulation.

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