I'm not a wild eater

From time to time, I used my peripheral vision to scan the direction of the hillside, but nothing appeared again.

It should have been just a small branch, or a larger leaf that was blown down by the wind.

After peeling the cassava, Muqing took a look.

It's only early twelve o'clock, how can I survive the long night.

Muqing put the bamboo tube soaked in olives back on the bed, and suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahahaha, I was woken up by you every day, how could I forget you at the critical moment?"

Mu Qing took out the alarm clock placed on the inside of the bed, and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was to his eyes.

"According to my observation, I need to add more firewood for about an hour or so."

"I use this alarm clock to set the time, get up on time to add firewood, and I can sleep the rest of the time!"

"I wake up in a daze from sleep. Things will definitely go wrong. I'll make the preparations first."

Muqing put the alarm clock back on the bed, first chopped all the wood into suitable lengths with a machete, and stacked them next to the kiln.

Looking at the time again, it's already one o'clock in the morning.

"I set the alarm clock for [-] o'clock, and then I can sleep peacefully."

"I'll download it first, see you tomorrow."

Before the audience could react, Mu Qing turned off the live broadcast and put the alarm clock on the bedside.

Fell on the bed and passed out.

From turning off the live broadcast to completely losing consciousness, it didn't even last a minute, and I really fell asleep on the bed.

It felt like I hadn't slept for 5 minutes before the alarm clock rang.

Mu Qing rubbed his eyes, got up reluctantly, drifted over to pick up firewood and put it in the kiln.

Then I drifted back, set the next alarm clock with all my energy, and fell back to sleep.

At least [-]% of the similar scenarios repeated several times.

Until about [-]:[-] in the morning, Mu Qing woke up before the alarm clock rang for the first time.

Be sure to wake up before ten o'clock.

Is this a biological clock?

Mu Qing glanced at the time, and turned off the ten o'clock alarm clock in advance.

Get up and add firewood, and then open the live broadcast room.

[What, I thought it would be earlier today. 】

【Why?The fire is still burning, Master Mu really gets up once an hour? 】

【Looking at Master Mu's sallow complexion, the dark circles and bags under the eyes that almost droop to the nose, it seems to be true. 】

【Master Mu really didn't sleep well yesterday, his spirit is exactly the same as that of me after Yu Yu Qi Daughter. 】

[Cough cough, copy on, copy on, every action has you]

[How long will this pottery be fired?I don't know if it's successful or not, so I'm so anxious. 】

"Usually I would definitely wake up at this point, so my mental state is quite good at this time."

"According to experience, the next time sleepiness hits should be after lunch, when Tao will be cooked, I can rest assured to catch up on sleep."

"Now I'm going to the stream to fetch water, soak the cassava that was peeled yesterday, and soak for three days before eating them."

After loading the water bottles and cassava in a basket, Muqing went to the camp and cut off two long bamboo tubes, and took them to the river.

"The bamboo basket we made last time was too small, so I better keep it for the usual decoration."

"There's a lot of cassava to be soaked this time. I'm going to move this stone to form a circle and soak the cassava in this circle."

Taking off his shoes and socks, Mu Qing stepped on the edge of the stream with bare feet, and on the side close to his side, surrounded by stones a circle slightly smaller than the washbasin.

Then take out the bamboo tube, split it in half, and then split it into bamboo strips.

Around the inner side of the stone circle, insert each bamboo strip evenly.

Grabbing the handle of the machete, he knocked down a bamboo stick vigorously.

"Hey!" Mu Qing pulled up hard, it was not easy to pull out a bamboo stick.

Going ashore, I brought another piece of bamboo tube, quickly cut it into thin bamboo pieces, and shuttled back and forth between the few bamboos just inserted like weaving a fish basket.

"In addition to stones, I also added a layer of bamboo plaques as a protection. This miniature pool is now very stable."

"Now, even if it's raining heavily, you don't have to take the cassava at the risk of getting wet and turning into a dog."

Soak all the cassava in the basket and fill it with four full bottles of water.

Mu Qing returned to the camp, added firewood to the kiln, and began to prepare breakfast.

Looking under the bed, Mu Qing found that he didn't have many choices.

"Besides chestnuts and bamboo rats, I seem to have no other choice."

"Forget it, go and see if there is any harvest in the fish basket, grill a fish or make a fish soup to drink."

Picking up the chestnuts that were going to be used for supper yesterday from the ground and putting them on the table.

I took one in my hand, bit it in half and ate it.

Muqing went to the bamboo pile and pulled out a large bamboo, cut it in half, removed the bamboo joints, and left a few others to cut into bamboo pieces on the inside.

Put a few thick ones around the ground and plug them in.

Some viewers who hadn't watched the live broadcast before didn't see what Mu Qing was going to do, and the old fans took the initiative to take the responsibility of explaining.

"I'm going to put this fish basket on the other side of the river, which will greatly increase my chances of catching fish."

"Recently, I have kept the internal organs of these few mice as bait, and I don't need so much for a fish basket."

"Hey, I really miss when I first came here, I had fish to eat every day."

Muqing sighed, and quickly weaved the fish basket with his hands.