I'm not a wild eater

"Hey, there's not enough soup base left for another hot pot meal. It would be nice to cook a few small fish."

"This time it's authentic spicy fresh fish, not dark cuisine."

Mu Qing slashed the fish a few times, put it into the earthenware pot and cooked it together.

Take the last two cassava and roast them on the stove.

The remaining half of the unprocessed cassava was taken out by Muqing and placed on the table.

"The cassava soaked last time was finally eaten before it went bad."

"The rain fell very suddenly this time, and I didn't have time to prepare in advance. The freshly peeled cassava will take two days to eat."

This time I went to the bamboo forest in a hurry, and there were some problems in the connection of food.

These two days I have to eat some other vegetables for a transition

This time I dug up a big bamboo shoot and a few small bamboo shoots, and the shiitake mushrooms raised in the camp are almost ready to eat.

The problem is not big.

Chapter 128

The fish in the pot will still cook for a while.

Muqing picked up the stone knife that had been peeled before, peeled off the skin of the cassava, carried it to the stream in a basket, and put it back to the original place to soak.

On the way back, the aroma of refined seasonings had already drifted to the side of the forest.

"Whether it tastes good or not, this fish smells delicious."

Muqing quickened his pace, returned to the camp, and put the cooked spicy fresh fish on the table.

The cassava was also taken out and put on the table.

After eating the fish, Muqing looked at the little bit of soup left in the pot, looking a bit tangled.

"It smells so good, I really want to keep it for another day."

"It's so hot here, eating three meals should be the limit, and there is a risk of eating a bad stomach again."

"I'd better wash them. Diarrhea is not worth it."

Carrying the clay pot to the side of the camp, Muqing reluctantly washed away the soup inside, and cleaned the inside and outside of the pot with dried weeds.

Put the clay pot on the table to dry naturally, and pull out a piece of charcoaled bamboo from the fire.

Use wood to make some pieces, so that the heat of bamboo charcoal can be better dispersed.

Pick up a few pieces and chew them in your mouth.

"I already pay attention to personal hygiene. I use bamboo charcoal to clean my teeth every morning and evening. When I wake up in the morning, I still feel that my mouth has a bad smell."

"Should I make a toothbrush and simply brush the gaps between the teeth."

Use your fingers to increase the friction between the teeth and the bamboo charcoal, rinse your mouth to clean the bamboo charcoal in your mouth.

Mu Qing gritted his teeth and looked through the camera of the live broadcast, some gaps were still a bit dark.

"Hey?"

Mu Qing's eyes lighted up, and he turned back to the shelter.

Take out the palm fiber and pull out two long and thin sticks together.

"It's still difficult to make a toothbrush, and it's easy to damage your teeth if you don't make it right."

"I use this palm fiber to make dental floss, and it can also clean the crevices of the teeth very well."

Muqing opened his mouth, stuck the palm fiber between his teeth, and pulled it back and forth.

Sure enough, some soft tartar and bamboo charcoal were brought out.

"Palm fiber is still not soft enough. When the pillow is ready, I can save some plantain fiber to make dental floss."

"After all, I still have to live for a long time, so my teeth should be well protected."

【Master Mu, who survives like you? 】

[I finally found something that Mu Ye couldn't make. I thought he really made a toothbrush. 】

[Chewing bamboo charcoal can rub the surface of the teeth very well, and dental floss can clean the gaps, which is already very comprehensive. 】

[At this time, a passing person who only brushes his teeth once a day]

[Students in front, let's go together. 】

[Where can I find a treasure boy like Xiang Mu who knows how to live and loves cleanliness? 】

[Turn on the phone - open Dousha live broadcast - enter the room number.I found it. 】

Having cleaned his teeth and washed his face, he built a little bonfire by the side of the shelter.

Spread out the sleeping bag and lie down with your arms on your head.

Close your eyes slightly.

This is sleeping?Still up?

Why didn't Muqing turn off the live broadcast?forgotten?And this benefit?

When a group of people who had eaten up their food didn't know why, Mu Qing slightly opened one eye, and glanced in the direction of the stove.

[It turned out that they were waiting for the king. 】

Everyone quickly understood Muqing's intentions.

He wasn't sure if the king would come, and he wouldn't be sleepy, so he pretended to fall asleep and wait and see.

About 10 minutes later, a small round head poked out from the pile of fallen leaves on the ground.

Taking a cautious look at Mu Qing, he took a piece of meat and turned around to run away.

"Hey, this little guy has been hiding here."

"It's really too small, and the pattern on the body also plays a good role in concealing it. It's really not easy to find if you don't pay attention."

"Good night everyone, I'm going to bed."