I'm not a wild eater

[A hawk rides and flies. 】

Halfway through weaving the bamboo, the water in the pot boiled.

Mu Qing poured half of it into a bamboo tube cup to drink, cut the other half into bamboo shoots, and put it on the fire to cook again.

Added some firewood to the fire, grabbed a few Shuidong brothers and threw them into his mouth, bowed his head and continued to weave the bamboo carpet in his hands.

After the bamboo carpet is woven, take it to the platform to measure the distance, and finish the finishing work.

The sky has become noticeably dark.

"Oh, it's almost eight o'clock."

"I really feel now that I am so hungry that I am weak. If I hadn't eaten some Shuidong brother just now, I would have hypoglycemia."

"Hurry up and eat something to appease my stomach that is about to rebel."

Move the cooked bamboo shoots aside.

Chewing Brother Shuidong in his mouth, he put the previously roasted bamboo rat on the fire to warm up.

Roast the rat meat a little hotter, grab it with both hands and chew it up.

"Ah! Delicious!"

"Today's workload is really too much, and the bamboo rats have become very delicious."

After a word of emotion, Muqing stopped talking and concentrated on eating the bamboo rat.

He took out the bamboo tube on the side and looked at it.

"When I picked these water winter brothers this morning, I felt that there were a lot of them."

"It didn't take much effort, so it's bottomed out?"

"Forget it, save the rest for tomorrow. I won't have anything else to eat except for the biggest bamboo shoot."

"If I had known it would be so many days, I should have brought all the pork."

Muqing put Brother Shuidong aside, and finished eating the bamboo shoots in the pot.

I touched my stomach.

"There is already that kind of satisfaction coming over, it should be full."

"There is only one bottle of water left. I have to get up early tomorrow to get water and find out if there is anything else to eat."

"Let's just leave it at that. See you tomorrow."

After eating and drinking enough, Mu Qing is preparing to chat with the audience Lala Jiachang for a while.

Suddenly the conversation changed, and the live broadcast was hastily turned off.

Picking up a few dry leaves from the ground, ran a few steps, turned back and took the machete, and ran to the back of the tree house.

Ten minutes later, Mu Qing came back from behind the woods with his pants buttoned up.

Add firewood to the fire, take your backpack and machete, and climb up the ladder.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to move the ladder up.

In the wilderness, it is very important to always maintain caution and a sense of crisis.

Muqing stretched out his hand, but one didn't pay attention.

Bang!

The ladder fell to the ground.

The probe looked, but it didn't fall to the edge of the fire.

Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Take out the sleeping bag and spread it out, and put the machete within easy reach.

Muqing soon fell asleep.

rustle, rustle.

The location is high, and the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo sounds more obvious than when sleeping under the bamboo forest.

When Muqing woke up, it was not yet eight o'clock in the morning.

The sun shines on the bamboo, and the mountain breeze blows gently, making the top of the bamboo sway gently.

Muqing stood at the door and watched quietly for a few minutes.

Then he opened the live broadcast room, walked to the edge of the platform and looked down.

【Why?what happened?Why is the shepherd on the top. 】

【Huh?Why did the ladder fall?Deliberately knocked down? 】

[Even if you want to collect the ladder, you should take it up, what kind of show is it to put it down. 】

【Why did Lord Mu suddenly download it yesterday?It suddenly appeared upstairs today. 】

[Hehe, I can probably guess why Master Mu is going downcast. 】

【What are you going to do?What are you going to do?What are you going to do? 】

The ladder fell down, Mu Qing stepped onto the big tree next to him, and returned to the ground along the trunk.

Pick up the ladder and set it up again.

Find a piece of bamboo charcoal from the extinguished fire, and after simply cleaning the mouth, pour the remaining half bottle of water into the pot.

The fire was piled with wood and the fire was kindled again, and the pot was placed on it to burn.

"There's no water, I'm going to fill up the water bottle first."

"Go and find the few bamboos that were marked yesterday, and see if we can still get water."

Holding a few bottles in his hand, Mu Qing searched among the things he brought back.

"Oops, when I was moving things yesterday, I forgot to bring back the small bamboo piece for fetching water."

"That piece of bamboo is too small, and it's easy to ignore it when you put it in your hand."