I'm not a wild eater

Preconceived, it is too difficult for those who imitate later to surpass the former.

Most of them are just a foil for the former, and they just drink some soup when they eat meat.

You can't even drink the poorer soup, you can only smell it.

Not to mention imitation and copying, it is the same show, and the first season is often recognized as the best by the audience.

All the work was done, and it was completely dark.

Mu Qing took down the hot water and added a lot of firewood to the fire to make the campfire flourish.

A long bamboo pot was cut out again, and new water was poured into it to burn.

Take out the bamboo rat from the bamboo basket and continue to dry it next to it, take out the bamboo knife and a bamboo shoot, cut them into slices and put them in the bamboo tube.

Take out half of the shiitake mushrooms, put them in a deep dish, and rinse them with clean water.

"Um"

Looking at the long pot where the bamboo shoots were cooking, Mu Qing stopped his movements.

"Bamboo shoot and mushroom soup, should be delicious, right?"

"I haven't tried it either, just try it once."

"I don't know if these two things will be compatible, anyway, I've never seen anyone cook them together."

Muqing tore the shiitake mushrooms into strips, put them into the bamboo shoot soup and cooked them together.

[By the way, I have never seen these two things cooked together. 】

[Food relatives are all fake, isn't it popular science many times. 】

[Every time I eat persimmons and apples together, my stomach feels uncomfortable. If I want to eat them, I buy them separately. 】

【If Master Mu has no idea, he can cut another piece of bamboo and cook it separately. 】

[The cooking is separated, and it will not be the same after eating together in the stomach. 】

[This mushroom and bamboo shoot soup with clear soup and little water also looks delicious, I must be dazed. 】

When the mushroom and bamboo shoot soup boiled, Muqing cracked a bird's egg and stirred it up.

Mushroom egg soup is a soup that is often cooked at home.

The difference is that at home, shredded carrots and pig skin are usually added and cooked together to make it hot and sour.

Now that there is no condition, I can only cook a Pin Xixi version.

Mushrooms need to be absolutely cooked. After the water boiled and boiled for a while, Mu Qing removed the bamboo tube from the fire.

He leaned forward and smelled it.

"It still smells delicious, so fresh."

[This is simple, if Master Mu is fine, I will cook some tomorrow. 】

[Anchor: I'm a drug tester? 】

[Every day when I don't know what to eat, I watch Mu Ye's live broadcast. 】

【Me too, me too, sometimes I go to the rebroadcast to look for the part of eating, hahaha. 】

【I watched that part of the meal. 】

Today's weather is good, and the moonlight without any occlusion can completely satisfy the night vision

After dinner, Mu Qing hurriedly downloaded the live broadcast and went out by the moonlight.

Chapter 76

When I went down the mountain today, I fell several meters, and my pants and clothes were covered with mud.

Mu Qing took the clothes to the stream to wash, and washed his hair and took a bath along the way.

Putting his hands on his head, looking at the hair on his hands, Mu Qing fell into a faint sadness.

Washing your hair with plant ash is really not a long-term solution, and if you continue like this, you will be bald sooner or later.

How about shaving your head?

nonono.

This idea was rejected by Mu Qing as soon as it came up.

When I was a child, I didn't sleep well with my head shape. It's okay to have hair. Once the hair is no longer covered, this shortcoming will be fully exposed.

It's just ugly.

Still have to think of another way.

The washed clothes and trousers were taken to the hillside and hung on the vines that had been pulled before.

After returning to the camp and adjusting the fire of the bonfire, Muqing got into the sleeping bag, ready to fall asleep in a sense of wrapped security.

A few seconds later, Mu Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and he thought of a most important thing.

I didn't sleep well with my hair shape, it was a matter of my previous life.

Strictly speaking, this I am me, but not quite me.

His soul is my soul, his mind is my mind, but his body is not my body.

What if this my head shape sleeps well?Maybe a shaved head looks good?

Say it again.

If you haven't found someone who can wash your hair in a few days, it's not too late to think about it.

Mu Qing turned over, and soon he was going to go.

On the hillside, a petite figure leaped past, the movement was as small as a leaf blown by the breeze.

There is still a lot of things to do in the new day, Muqing naturally got up early.

The alarm clock next to him glanced at the time.

Eight fifty.