I'm not a wild eater

After finishing it, Muqing cleared away the large weeds on the hillside, leaving the rhizomes and small weeds.

Use a machete to cut out square soil layers, pry out the turf, and lay it on the freshly trampled soil.

"Get some turf here, and the roots of these grasses will grow down in a few days, and they will be firmly inserted into the soil below."

"When it rains next time, you don't have to worry about the soil being washed away."

"Hopefully so."

In the deep places dug near the camp, there is actually no need to lay turf.

But if it is only halfway, Muqing will feel very uncomfortable.

In the end it took some extra time to cover the entire waterway with a layer of sod.

Looking at the shoveled hillsides, Muqing felt like he was about to go crazy.

"This is really terrible." After rubbing his hair, Mu Qing returned to the camp to wash his hands and the machete clean.

Put on your backpack, cut off some pig offal from the hillside, and walk down the hillside with a machete.

"While it's still dark, I'll go see if the big trap has caught any prey, or if it's been washed away by the rain."

"Let's see if the fish basket has been harvested or washed away."

"I also need to see how my plantain core is soaking and whether it has been washed away."

Mu Qing babbled, and walked forward quickly.

The excitement brought to him by grass skiing in the jungle has not disappeared until now, and Muqing feels that he has an endless drive.

Every time it rains, the river will rise sharply.

Muqing had to swim across the river in his shorts, untied the long stick from the tree, and walked up the mountain with it.

Looking at it from a distance, the trap is fine.

Nothing was caught, and nothing broke.

"what?"

"I seem to have found something good, go and have a look."

It has been a day in the sun, and the woods are not as slippery as they were last time.

Holding a long stick, Mu Qing carefully bypassed the trap and went to the other end.

"Look, here's a little pile of animal droppings."

Picking up a branch, he pulled a lump of soft stuff on the ground.

"Because they have been soaked by rainwater, they have completely lost their original mentality now. It is difficult to analyze what animal left behind such feces."

"It can be roughly seen that there is more crude fiber in the feces, and it should be a vegetarian."

Muqing heard it on the leeward slope, which was very similar to the cry of wild deer, and also saw the footprints left by artiodactyls.

Plus this pile of feces that can no longer be seen.

"I think there are likely to be deer or muntjacs here."

"They appeared around my trap, the high probability is an accident."

"Bring some bamboo shoots or cassava over tomorrow and put them in the middle of the trap to see if we can trap it."

【I want to know how Lord Mu came all the way to see this puddle. 】

[It's really a puddle, you can't see it unless you look carefully and pass by. 】

【This little deer is very smart. He got to the edge of the trap and didn't go over it. 】

[Another bold assumption I made, could it be that the bait in the trap is too smelly and has been smoked away. 】

[The pig was not caught, and the deer even escaped. 】

[Sad, uncomfortable, want to go home and pet the cat. 】

[King: e? 】

Descending from the leeward slope, Muqing harvested a few more small fish from the two fish baskets.

"I don't know if it's related to the rainfall. I haven't caught a big fish for a long time."

"It's like this every time, it's small, and it looks like it's nothing special."

Disgust is disgust.

These few little fish still could not escape the fate of being strung together and taken away.

Carrying the small fish to the end of the creek, Mu Qing hung the fish up and squeezed the soaked plantain pole.

"I soaked this plantain pole after peeling the core of the plantain."

"Water can be soaked inside and out, which is much faster than soaking a whole piece."

"Let's soak it for another night, and I'll deal with it tomorrow, turning them into fine plantain fibers."

When catching wild boars, because the piglet refused to enter the nest, it took more than ten days to complete the task.

This time, Mu Qing wants to quickly complete the task received.

to trigger the next task.

Maybe the next task is to catch a deer or something?If you didn’t receive it because you were procrastinating, or you need to catch another one later.

That's all very bad.

I went back to the creek to clean up the small fish, looked at the growth of the child crabs, touched a handful of brook snails and went back to raise them.

Before it got dark, Mu Qing returned to the camp.

First, I took a look at the sliced ​​meat.

Still.

Clean the inside and outside of the clay pot, connect a little water and put it on the stove.

He took a tightly stuffed bamboo tube and poured the remaining soup base into the pot.