Live Wild Adventure

Chapter 244

Bi Fang stood on the raft and glanced around, and found that the existing containers were all useful, and there was no way to get another one out.

In the end, he chose to cut off a piece of tent cloth again, took out the plastic bottle in the water purification device, drank the fresh water inside, then put the tent cloth over the mouth of the bottle, poked it in with his fingers to stick to the inner wall, and finally tied it with a rope bottle mouth.

After finishing all this, Bi Fang pulled the fishing line and pulled the capelin out again. The fishhook scratched the seagull's trachea, bringing out a little bloodshot.

Seeing this scene, many female audience couldn't help closing their eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable.

[It's too pitiful to be a dead bird. 】

【What is Lao Fang doing with a cup? 】

【Bleeding? 】

"That's right, I need to use a container to catch the blood. On the one hand, it may be useful in the future. On the other hand, it is also because if we put the blood directly into the sea, some dangerous creatures may be attracted. Although I have a raft, but It’s better to avoid some dangerous situations as much as possible.”

Bi Fang took out the obsidian dagger, pointed it at the seagull's neck, and stabbed it in. The bright red blood immediately left along the dagger, and began to drip into the mouth of the bottle at a certain position.

Seeing the blood flow into the mouth of the bottle and start to fill the tent cloth, Bi Fang nodded. The obsidian dagger was indeed sharp, and it worked very well.

Bi Fang raised an index finger in his right hand holding the knife, pointed to the blood flowing down the knife and asked, "Have any friends living in the countryside seen a butcher slaughter a pig?"

"When doing bloodletting like this, we'd better stab it with a sharp weapon and block the wound, so that the blood will flow down our knife. If we choose to cut open, the blood will splash from the artery. Inability to collect blood effectively.

The same is true for killing pigs. Pig blood is also a delicacy. Too much splashing is wasteful, and the sharp knife directly pierces the neck, which can kill the prey as quickly as possible and prevent it from suffering for too long. Therefore, good butchers pay attention to killing pigs. 'Clean with one knife'. "

In the past, killing pigs was an important tradition during festivals, but now there are fewer and fewer such activities, and only a small number of viewers who lived in the countryside when they were young still have a little impression. Now compare it with what Bi Fang said. Ziquan remembered and nodded.

【Strange knowledge added】

[Damn, the first time I heard this explanation, I always thought it was just to reduce the pain of the pigs]

[Add one, I saw pig slaughtering when I was a child, this is the first time I know there is such a thing, I learned it]

[At first glance, Fang Shen is an old butcher, this technique is so smooth, I can't say anything without brushing a hundred pigs]

【brush?How about you put this leveling up to increase your proficiency? 】

[Looking at Lao Fang as a professional player, he must have killed a lot of pigs for leveling]

The blood was dripping, and when it was almost done, Bi Fang wiped the blade of the knife on the tent cloth, then tied the tent cloth around the mouth of the bottle tightly, and pulled out the blood sac in the bottle, which bulged like a balloon filled with water.

The blood is collected like this, and the bottle is not wasted, and the bottle is put back into the container, and the water purification device can be used again.

However, there is no boiling water, so plucking is a bit laborious. Bi Fang took a long time to pluck all the feathers from the seagull's body, and finally put them into the charcoal fire for barbecue.

Seagulls are more troublesome to dry, and it’s fine to eat them for dinner while they’re still fresh. It’s just that Bi Fang has never eaten seagulls, and he had some small expectations, but after they were baked, Bi Fang was disappointed, and couldn’t help but suspect that it was him. There is no talent for cooking, or the ingredients themselves are not qualified.

It is fishy and old, and it tastes like eating bark.

But it was all baked, and Bi Fang was reluctant to waste charcoal. After all, it was a piece of food, so he had to bite the bullet and eat it all. When he spat out the last bone, he felt relieved.

"Honestly speaking, seagulls are really not tasty at all. They are fishy and firewood. I suggest that you don't try them, unless you are forced to drift at sea like me. Moreover, seagulls eat everything and live by the sea. They may accumulate in their bodies. There are a lot of heavy metals and even bacteria, so they must be cooked before eating.”

【Hahaha, this is the first time I have heard Lao Fang say that food tastes bad】

【interesting】

[I also remember eating it when I was a child, but it was not very tasty, and the meat was old and fishy]

[It seems that I can’t eat it now. This kind of food seems to be three in China. If it exceeds a certain amount, you will be fined. It’s also a disaster in foreign countries. You can mess around with it. It’s probably because it’s too unpalatable. 】

After eating the seagulls, it was already evening. Bi Fang watched the sunset gradually sinking, reconfirmed the direction and put away the sails. Seeing this, the audience knew that Bi Fang was about to start the broadcast.

Bi Fang has been doing this for the past two days. The purpose of furling the sails is to avoid sudden strong winds from different directions at night, causing the raft to drift too far.

"However, the arrival of the seagulls is also good news for me, because even if the seagulls are lost by the wind, they will not be too exaggerated. They will be blown to the center of the ocean all at once, which means that we are indeed getting closer to the mainland, perhaps One hundred kilometers, maybe two hundred kilometers, but I think I have a high probability of finding the mainland before the end of the 21 days."

Standing at the bow of the boat, Bi Fang stretched his body facing the setting sun. From the back, he seemed to be holding the sun in his arms, and his body was covered with golden light.

The speed of the ocean current is about ten kilometers per day, but now that Bi Fang has a sail, it is not impossible to travel at least twenty kilometers per day under the action of the wind, or even thirty kilometers.

And judging from the appearance of seabirds and the color of the sea water, as long as the direction is correct, finding the mainland is already a certainty.

Thinking of this, Bi Fang was quite excited. No matter how beautiful the ocean scenery is, it will always be monotonous after a long time.

and……

Bi Fang stretched out his palm. Because of the long exposure to the sun, he was much darker than when he first came to sea. It is not surprising to say that he is a seaman...

"Okay, that's all for today's live broadcast, see you tomorrow."

Bi Fang withdrew his palm, lowered the sail that he had supported, and turned it into a tent again. After saying goodbye to the audience, he went back to sleep on the life raft. Lying in the raft, Bi Fang soon began to feel sleepy after eating and drinking.

With the support of the raft, the stability of the whole raft has been greatly increased, and it is no longer as bumpy as before. Instead, it becomes soft and comfortable because of the inflation, and soon falls asleep.

The waves follow the wind.

When Bi Fang opened his eyes again, he found that the temperature seemed to be much lower, completely different from the feeling he had woken up a few days ago.

The change of climate made him frown.

It's going to rain again?

Bi Fang opened the tent, the cold eroded, his mind, which was muddled because he just woke up, seemed to be poured into a basin of cold water, and became clear.

He stared nervously at the sea with wide eyes, only to find that it was just cold, so cold that people wanted to go back to the tent and wrap up the canvas to continue sleeping. There was no wind around, but the sky began to darken.

The viewers who received the notification of the start of the broadcast quickly poured in. They immediately became nervous when they saw this scene. They still vividly remembered the storm a few days ago.

【What's the matter?It's going to rain again? 】

[Heard the bad news early in the morning]

[Is this a double score? 】

【God damn scored twice】

Bi Fang took a serious look, and then his eyes became lazy again, mixed with a trace of joy.

"It's okay, it's not a storm, it's just a light rain, I can sleep for a while."

(End of this chapter)