I'm not a wild eater

"Very good, no leaks at all."

After confirming the firmness of the roof, Muqing went down the ladder, and when he was still a few steps away, he jumped to the inside and was not caught in the rain.

He looked up at the roof of the tree house.

"This roof is to cover the corridor, and when it was done, it was extended a little more by the way, so that it will not be rained on rainy days."

"It's still a bit short, and the last short section of the ladder is still wet."

Muqing rummaged under the tree house and picked up a bunch of stones of different sizes.

Pick up a small stick from the ground, stretch it out to the position where the rain can hit, and poke it down to make some mud.

Hold the mud under the tree house, and continue to stir it with the dry soil on the ground until it is moderately soft and hard.

Cut two bamboo tubes from a large pile of discarded bamboo, and put the mixed soil on it.

Holding a stone in his arms and a bamboo tube under his arm, he climbed to the upper half of the ladder and climbed back to the tree house.

Putting the bamboo tube aside, the stones are scattered into a large circle.

The stones that Mu Qing picked up were large and small, and there were quite a few gaps between the stones after they were paved.

Pour the soil in the bamboo tube up and paste it well, spread it evenly with your hands, and fill up the gaps.

Hands outstretched, body leaned forward slightly, and the rain from the roof washed them clean.

After finishing it, Mu Qing went downstairs again, brought back firewood and some tinder twice, and built a fire on the mud ball that had just been made.

[I've been working on it for a long time, just to get an earthen stove for the fire? 】

[It’s not an earthen stove, it should be used for isolation, and burning a fire on it won’t burn the wood underneath. 】

【Holding back and wanting to ask what Master Mu is doing, I don't feel embarrassed seeing that everyone didn't ask me. 】

[Can't ask, every time we ask, it seems that we are not at all serious. 】

【Why does Master Mu burn the fire in the corridor? He is not afraid of burning down the tree house. 】

[This is the inner flavor. 】

[The main purpose is to observe the mountain belt, which cannot be seen underneath. 】

After the fire was lit, Muqing put the bamboo tube containing the flying ants on the fire and burned it directly through the bamboo tube.

After waiting for a while, it is estimated that the flying ants inside gave up struggling, opened the cork and put a few in the pocket.

"I originally wanted to find a big rock to put under it, but I couldn't find it, so I had to make one like this."

"With this layer of concrete, I can light a fire and eat here with peace of mind."

"Enjoy the rain, enjoy the scenery, enjoy the fire, replenish some energy, and see the actual situation of the mountain belt."

"It's so much more comfortable than being under the bed."

Mu Qing controlled the live ball to fly forward and zoomed out the camera.

In the dense jungle stands a small tree house.

A bunch of small bonfires rose in front of the house, outlining a little life.

The handsome boy with some soil stains on his pants sat cross-legged by the campfire, looking at the food in the fire with a smile.

In the water shadow formed by the heavy rain, it seems a bit unreal.

[Where did this little fairy boy come from? 】

[The banished immortals that girls generally talk about are probably people like Mu Ye. 】

【Master Mu is taking advantage of the rain to activate the natural softening effect. 】

[Program group, I want to report that someone here is doing beauty. 】

【Master!I want to give birth to monkeys for you! 】

[Oh my god, fly this thing back quickly, labor and capital will be bent. 】

[The uncle above, I can't bend to your boldness. 】

After cheating another wave of rewards by taking advantage of the scenery, Mu Qing flew back the live ball.

Take the bamboo tube off the fire.

"This is too slow, I still want to boil some water to drink."

"Put it aside for now, I'll cut a bamboo stick and skewer it later and forget it."

Mu Qing got up, went into the house, and took out the clay pot from his backpack.

Pour water and put it on the fire to burn.

Pour out the flying ants in the bamboo tube, split the bamboo tube, and cut out a few thin long bamboo sticks.

The wings are separated from the body, and the ants are strung on bamboo sticks, held by hands and roasted on the fire.

After a little turning and baking for a while, the color should be cooked.

"Look at this, it's shiny."

Mu Qing looked at it, and licked a bunch of them in his mouth.

"Flying ants are not big in size, and when they are also full of fat, their taste after roasting is much better than that of palm worms."

"The palm worms are a little greasy to eat, and this one is completely fried."

"Crispy, fragrant and very delicious."

As he spoke, the remaining half of the string also went into his mouth.

Muqing took the remaining skewers, stood up, and looked at the situation ahead from a distance at the end of the corridor.

It has been raining for a while, and the rain is gradually getting heavier.

You can start to observe the situation on the other side of the mountain belt.

[Eating skewers, looking at the mountain scenery, if someone sings a little song, the little days will be perfect. 】

[We have long been used to Muye's eating and broadcasting behavior and vacation attributes. 】