I'm not a wild eater

"Who stipulates that the pool must be large. Isn't this kind of miniature one very good?"

Mu Qing jumped down and trampled the soil on the ground with his feet.

"This pool is only used to store domestic water for a few days. There is no fresh water flowing in. This is a pool of stagnant water. After a long time, bacteria will grow."

"It takes a few days, and the unused ones have to be thrown out to keep the pool dry."

"In this way, the water collected will continue to be used when it rains next time. It is really thankless to make a pool-sized one."

Mu Qing explained and came out of the pool.

A fire was lit at the bottom of the pool, and the soil on the edge of the pool was burned dry.

"If I had another batch of clay, I could paint the whole edge around it and let it dry."

"Since there is no such thing as this."

Dry the edge of the pool a little bit so that muddy water will not seep out when the water is stored, which can increase the storage time of the water.

Taking advantage of the time to dry the pool, Muqing measured the size and made a cover out of the remaining bamboo.

The cover is finished, and the firewood in the pool is almost burned, so the charcoal and plant ash inside are cleaned out.

Mu Qing cut two sections from the remaining half old bamboo, one end was sharpened.

Lift up the bamboo buried on the ground, insert the sliced ​​bamboo into the soil obliquely, put down the long bamboo tube and press firmly.

Two pieces of bamboo extend just above the bucket.

Cover the pool with a cover, and put some bamboo branches on top to prevent small bugs from running in.

"Hey, the water storage project of the tree house has been completed."

"When it rains again next time, the rainwater will fall along the roof into the open channel below, and flow along the bamboo into the pool I dug."

"This pool is not very big, and it should be able to fill it up in one rain."

Take a bamboo tube and rinse your hands clean.

[Every time I see Master Mu say that this is a pool, I feel very disobedient. 】

[Yes, yes, this is obviously a bucket. 】

[Master Mu is happy, I am automatically brainwashed, it is a pool. 】

After finishing the pool, Muqing put the small bamboo basket weaved before into the backpack, and took the water and the machete.

Go up the mountain on the other side of the bamboo forest.

"After so many days, my brother Shuidong should have matured a lot."

"I'm not the only one coveting them on this mountain. If I don't pick them up in time, they will be eaten by bugs and birds."

Having said this, Mu Qing sighed.

Brother Shuidong is too far away from the living area. Otherwise, it should be rewarding to make a few traps on the side to trap the birds.

Walking along the cleared mountain road, I soon found Shuidong Geshu.

"I don't know if it's the good weather or the season is here, but there are a lot more mature Shuidong brothers this time than last time."

Mu Qing pulled a small bunch from the tree trunk, picked one and threw it into his mouth.

"delicious."

I couldn't help but praise, and while eating, I picked off the ripe ones from the tree and put them in a small bamboo basket.

After picking a bamboo basket full, Muqing returned to the bamboo forest with small steps in satisfaction.

Chapter 127 My pet is here

Along the position where the bamboo shoots were dug in the morning, I dug another big bamboo shoot and three small bamboo shoots.

Putting all the bamboo shoots back under the tree house, he hesitated for a while, then went into the bamboo forest and cut some bamboos.

"I think I need to find another bamboo forest. There are so many things that need bamboo in life."

Looking at the east and west of the ground, the ends of the bamboo were cut off.

Muqing felt that the bamboo forest was about to be overwhelmed.

I cut more than a dozen new bamboos and dragged them to the top of the hillside to fix them. I looked at the very flat hillside that had been shoveled because of the bamboo being transported.

Muqing suddenly had a bold idea.

"I'm not an adventurous person, but I suddenly want to try the feeling of grass skiing in the jungle."

"This mountain road has been completely shoveled by the bamboo gate. It must be very exciting to slide all the way down from here."

[It must be very dangerous. 】

[What's the danger here, there are no obstacles along the way. 】

[This large pile of bamboo, plus the total amount of Mu Ye himself, how strong is the downward force?Even if he was lucky enough to get stuck on the vine wall in the end, Master Mu would be thrown out by inertia and fly directly to the bottom of the hill. 】

【Master Mu, calm down, don't do it. 】

[It looks really exciting, and I will go back soon. 】

"I think this idea is good, it's such a happy decision."

Mu Qing rubbed his hands, and walked back to the tree house with some excitement.

After all, he is a person who has lived his whole life, Mu Qing's heart is more stable and meticulous left by the years.

For particularly dangerous things, there is very little urge to be reckless.

But recent days are too poor, and Mu Qing often falls into a feeling of inexplicable loss.

He wanted an adventure, a rush of adrenaline, a re-feeling of the thrill of his heart racing.

Mu Qing went back to the side of the mountain belt, and carried back a bundle of short logs that had been bundled before.

"These logs were cut too short by me, so I didn't use them when building the tree house. It's good to play with them."

Searched among the piles of firewood.

But all the leftovers that were longer were used by Mu Qing to weave things yesterday.