I'm not a wild eater

[The enchanting roommate sent out ten rockets on the table online, and left a message: Master Mu is really handsome. 】

[The god of family has me sent ten rockets, and left a message: If Master Mu doesn't dislike you, you will be my brother from now on. 】

[Secret love for Mei Yangyang sent five rockets, and left a message: Lord Mu, I love you! 】

Du Xiaojiang's rocket drove the peak of gift shopping.

Except rockets.

Airplanes, sports cars and yachts are mixed with countless free bean paste buns.

When Muqing calmed down and looked at it again, the screen was completely flooded with gifts and treasure boxes.

Ding ding ding.

Ding ding ding.

The sound of opening the treasure chest also completely covered the sound of rain in the jungle.

This will make sure that no one will pay attention to what they are doing, and they will not be able to go anywhere under heavy rain.

Muqing took the boiled snails from the end of the bed and sipped them, enjoying the rare leisure time while watching the rain.

The main thing is that I rushed too hard just now, and the feeling of weakness after the sprint needs to be slowed down.

The torrential rain poured down, and the withered and yellow leaves fell to the ground after floating in the air a few times, and the emerald green leaves on the branches swayed and danced in the rain.

There was a thin layer of mist in the woods, which seemed to give people the illusion of a paradise.

It wasn't until Muqing finished eating all the snails that the various treasure boxes on the barrage stopped.

"Lean on the building to listen to the wind and rain, and watch the rivers and lakes lightly."

"I haven't calmed down to watch the rain for many years, and it feels pretty good."

"In life, there are not many times when you can stop, and you still have to fight."

As Mu Qing said, he put the bamboo tube away, put on the hat of his coat, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived under the bed in the shelter.

"The rain won't stop for a while, and time can't be wasted."

"There are two more bamboos, let me weave something here."

Shaking off the rainwater from the hat and coat, Mu Qing pulled a bamboo tree and picked up the bamboo pieces.

"Just make one up"

Mu Qing thought for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"Looking at the rain outside, I suddenly want to make a shower. I can take a shower after getting a bathroom by the river."

"However, this kind of thing that improves living standards will not be done until conditions permit."

"I'd better make two grills first, and then weave two deep plates to hold things."

Mu Qing lowered his head, and began to split the bamboo in his hand in half, chopping it into thin strips and peeling it into bamboo pieces.

【shower?bathroom?Did I hear you right? 】

[Master Mu is someone who wants to make a luxurious bachelor apartment, and the bathroom is standard. 】

【How to do it?curious. 】

[I know, I know, I must use bamboo to poke countless holes, and then stand and rush. 】

[How can it be so simple, what kind of bathroom is so simple. 】

[Don't even think about it, Master Mu's skill in playing with bamboo is beyond our imagination. 】

"Why don't we have a quiz with prizes?"

"My bathroom probably has three or four parts, guess what?

"If you guessed right, how about taking that bamboo clip as a reward?"

I don't know if the prizes are not satisfied with the bamboo clips. Not many people participated in the prize quiz this time.

Crowdfunding to send blades to Mu Qing accounted for a large part.

In a few strokes, a large bamboo tree became two kinds of bamboo strips in Muqing's hands.

One is thin and wide, and the other is thinner but thicker, except for the inside of the bamboo joints, which are almost not shaved.

"The wide one is for the main body of the grill."

"Racks over there for weaving plates and grills."

Muqing took the bamboo strips, determined the size of the grill, and fixed the bottom.

Head down and weave the grill.

Chapter 70

When it rains, it gets dark quickly.

By the time Muqing finished editing the grill and plates, it was already pitch black.

Looking at the time on the live broadcast, it was only early seven o'clock.

Muqing put the things away, peeled two bamboo sticks, skewered the processed fish and put it on the fire to roast.

While eating chestnuts to be taken to the bamboo forest for dinner.

He glanced sideways.

The chestnuts that are going to be used to transform the mountain belt to store food have already lost more than half.

It's too bad to eat.

I hope cassava can be eaten, and it can alleviate the problem of food shortage for a long time.

"When I saw chestnuts just now, I thought of cassava, and when I thought of cassava, I thought of my trap."

"With such heavy rain, I don't know if the trap will collapse."

"Tomorrow, I'll go over and have a look. If it collapses, I have to rebuild it again, which will take a lot of time."

"I hope it's okay, so I can go to the bamboo forest tomorrow morning after I get the mud out of the stream and dry it in the sun."