I'm not a wild eater

Forget it, it's still early.

Folded the sleeping bag and put it on the head of the bed, went to the hillside to get dressed, and Muqing turned on the live broadcast after returning to the fire.

Push aside the excess ash on the fire and put the tinder back on the wood.

Mu Qing took out the fire folder, stuffed it into the tinder and blew on it, and a bonfire was quickly lit up.

"There is only a small part of this booklet left, I have to make a few more."

"When storing fire seeds, I will ensure that at least two fire pockets are burning at the same time. Although this is safe, the consumption of fire pockets will also be doubled."

"I still have a fire pocket that I haven't started to use. It should be ready in two days."

"It worked the first time, and this time I can do a little more."

"The sticky flowers for making Huozhe still need to be picked on the leeward slope. It would be the best if the traps can be harvested in the past two days, so as to save an extra trip."

Calculating the time, it has been four or five days since the large trap was completed, why is there no movement at all?

But don't do it in vain, it takes too much effort to make such a trap.

Also lost a torch.

Forget it, let's look at the eyes.

Take the memorandum from the branch, wipe it clean and write on it.

Then set up a shelf to boil water, throw the chestnuts into the fire and burn them.

Cut off a section of bamboo tube and wash it, take out the olives in the rice flower honey jar, and put in a dozen freshly sun-dried olives to soak.

"This can already be regarded as a qualified candied fruit, and it may not last long."

"Under the current conditions, it would be a heinous crime to waste even one grain of rice."

Muqing took out an olive and put it in his mouth, and put the bamboo tube aside.

[Be sober, you don't even have a grain of rice. 】

[Upstairs, you are too bad, this is a critical attack! 】

【God, sorry to see you, white rice should be what Mu Ye wants to eat the most recently. 】

【I really want to send a bowl of rice to Master Mu and eat it in front of him. 】

[I'll go, shrimp and pork heart. 】

【Master Mu usually treats us like this, this is at best retribution, hahaha. 】

Chewing olives, Muqing walked to the hillside, took down the bamboo basket from the branch, and poked the dirt inside with his fingers.

"Well, yes."

"The effect of hanging here to blow the wind overnight is actually better than drying by the river. I'm putting them here to dry for a day, and tomorrow I can knead pottery blanks."

"Finally completed the first step in the great cause of pottery firing."

There are still several procedures to go, and each step is more technical.

In the end, no one can guarantee absolute success, which is the worst.

Muqing sighed, spread the banana leaves, dug out the soil from the basket and put it on the banana leaves to continue drying.

The soil was not hard enough, and after digging onto the banana leaf, it began to slide down very slowly and sneakily.

Muqing cut some branches from the surrounding area, and made the bottom of the banana leaves flat.

After finishing everything, Mu Qing looked at his t-shirt a little sadly.

"Look, this t-shirt was pure white when I first came here, but it can still be seen that it is white when I wear it later."

"It doesn't work now, it's probably this kind of earthy yellow after washing."

"You said this program group, why couldn't it be black at the beginning? Otherwise, like pants and shoes, it would be better to wear a full set of dark gray from the inside to the outside."

"Even if it's stained with khaki, it doesn't look so obvious."

[Just take the mud water and soak it, and the whole thing will be dyed in one color. 】

[This is the same color as the whole piece, and it's almost the same. 】

[It's okay, the khaki color doesn't look dirty. 】

[I think Master Mu's obsessive-compulsive disorder will be dealt with sooner or later. Either it will be completely yellowed, or it will be completely whitened. 】

[It's impossible to wash it all white, it's all yellow. 】

Mu Qing went to the creek to wash the clothes quickly, wring them out, and shake them to make them smooth.

It does look quite inconsistent.

It's all dirty, and it's really a good idea to make them all in one color when you have time.

"Even if the whole piece is soaked in muddy water, it is difficult to achieve uniform color depth."

"Hope to find a plant that can make a dark dye, something like black or navy blue."

Obviously there is no such condition now, Mu Qing took the clothes back to the camp and hung them on the branch on the other side.

Things are done, and the boiling water is boiled.

Mu Qing took some honeysuckle out of the backpack, found a deep bamboo tube and put it in, and poured the boiled water into it.

For the long bamboo tube that was emptied, Muqing poured stream water and continued to burn it.

Mu Qing picked up a bamboo rat and drank it with honeysuckle tea.

Muqing took a bite of dried rat, the meat was tender and the rat meat had no peculiar smell, even without seasoning, it was still delicious.

It would be even better with some seasoning.

"It's still delicious to eat dried honey rats. The ones that are directly dried in this way are only fragrant, but the taste is not so good."

"I also have a packet of instant noodles with oil, which should be delicious for roasting bamboo rats."

"But I don't dare to take it out and use it. I always want to keep it for when I need it more."

"If only I could find a salt mine."