I'm not a wild eater

Mu Qing took the stone away, and filled the gap between the bamboo and the water channel with haystacks.

Put some weeds on top of the bamboo, and press the stones on the weeds again.

"Okay, let's do this first, it looks good."

Satisfied, Mu Qing patted the stone pressed against the bamboo, and returned to the edge of the camp, washing his hands with the water left in the bamboo pipe.

【Hahaha, Lord Mu is so funny, he even took his hands back to the camp to wash them. 】

[The equipment just finished, rare. 】

After washing his hands, Mu Qing looked at the soup in the pot, took a sip with a spoon, and tasted it.

"Huh? It's okay."

Putting down the spoon, I went under the bed and took a few wild vegetables to the water pipe to wash.

"This pork leg soup has a slightly less serious taste."

"A little bit, it's not very obvious. I'll add a few wild vegetables to it and see if it can save it."

"There is no other pot to blanch the water, so put a little less to control the bitterness."

He swung the remaining stream water from the wild vegetables to the stove, stuffed the wild vegetables into the pot, and pressed them down with chopsticks.

After finishing it, Muqing sat at the table, took the leftover cassava from the morning, and ate it with a spoon.

"Cassava is better than potatoes, and it's delicious when it's cold."

"If it is a whole boiled potato, even if it is delicious when it is hot, it will become watery when it is cold."

"I don't know why."

After eating two cassava, the wild vegetable and pork leg soup is ready.

Muqing took the spoon to the water pipe, washed off the cassava sticking to it, put it back into the clay bowl, and set the clay pot back.

【Water is convenient, and life is more important. 】

【That’s right, that’s right, if you want to replace the old spoon with a little cassava sticking, Master Mu will bear it. 】

[I would choose to lick it clean instead. Isn’t it food that sticks to the spoon? 】

[It makes sense, you don't waste food and you save on washing dishes, you kill two birds with one stone. 】

[God kills two birds with one stone. 】

Putting down the earthenware pot, Muqing took a spoonful of soup with a spoon, blew it cool and tasted it.

"Don't say it, with a bit of bitterness as a cover, the original taste that was a little bit wrong can't be tasted."

"I used to eat this wild vegetable a lot, and I can still accept the bitterness."

Put the wild vegetables in a pottery bowl to eat, Muqing took out a small ring of pork leg and tasted it.

"It's delicious. It's baked first, then dried and then boiled, so that the soft and glutinous skin becomes very soft."

"I don't know which step caused this change, but it's delicious now."

As Mu Qing said, he quickly finished the meat in his hand, and took out another circle to eat.

"The biggest advantage of pork leg should be that it can add a lot of fat. Compared with wild vegetables, fat provides more stable and long-lasting energy."

"The bad part is probably that there is too much fat and too little lean meat. If you eat too much, you will get greasy."

"I eat it with wild vegetables and cassava, which should provide a good relief from the situation."

A large part of the fat in the pork leg is wasted when it is cooked.

A small part was collected by Muqing and made into candles.

Some of the few are also nourished by wild vegetables picking yang and nourishing yin.

Pork leg soup was poured into a ceramic bowl, and it tasted relatively refreshing, Mu Qing took the pot and drank it until there was nothing left.

[Obviously I caught a little piglet, so I felt like I couldn't finish it. 】

[That pig weighs at least fifty or sixty catties. If one person eats it, it can indeed last for quite a long time. 】

[Master Mu eats this way, I feel like I won’t be able to eat it for a few days. 】

【After all, the temperature is high and there is no refrigerator. If you don't eat it quickly, it will be broken. 】

[There must be pigs on the opposite side, so finish eating early and get another one back to eat. 】

【Pig: Listen, is this a human language? 】

Putting down the clay pot, Muqing let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"Ah Bash!"

Touching his full stomach, Muqing cleaned all the pots and bowls, filled a half pot of water and continued to boil.

Take the bamboo vase on the side of the table.

"These white-flowered sheep's hooves are about to bloom and fail. Blanch them later and save them as vegetables at night."

"On the way back from the bamboo forest, I thought these flowers would be wasted. I didn't expect that the vases could last for so many days."

Mu Qing took a bamboo plate, picked off the petals of the white sheep's hooves, and put them on the plate.

Wait for the water in the pot to boil before handling it.

While waiting, Mu Qing went under the bed, took out the dry firewood underneath, and put it aside.

All other scattered things were piled up on the bed.

Then take the bamboo strips to measure the length, width and height in three directions.

In the pile of bamboos brought back, I dragged a few old bamboos out.

Chapter 123 A Blind Date and He Was Eaten

"When I was drying clothes at night, I vaguely heard movement in the camp, and I didn't find a single hair after searching for a long time."

"Combined with the traces left on the pork leg and belly last time, there are more food reserves recently, which must have attracted some small animals with a keen sense of smell."

"Hey, we must let them know how expensive it is to steal food from the tiger's mouth."