I'm not a wild eater

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"After eating the last half of the bamboo rats tomorrow, I don't have any food that can provide protein."

"The food crisis came so suddenly."

Muqing took a grill as a cover for the clay pot, and put half a bamboo rat on the grill.

When the cassava is cooked, the heat rising from the pot re-steams the cooled bamboo rat.

Taking advantage of the waiting time, I sat at the table and sucked the brook snails in the bowl.

A small half bowl of snails looks very heavy, but there is actually very little food that can be eaten in the stomach.

Not to a certain extent, Mu Qing didn't intend to touch the snails again.

[Looking at the pot while talking, Master Mu is doing okay these days. 】

[There will be cats to pet soon. 】

【However, Master Mu is very worried because he has no meat to eat. 】

【Master Mu is still wandering around the campsite, my poor Master Shu has already started to look for food across the mountains. 】

【The resources on Shuye's side are much less than Muye's, and it feels like they are not in the same forest. 】

After dinner, Muqing looked at Dawang's restaurant.

One of the brook fish was taken away, but the rest are still there.

"It seems that the king doesn't like to eat this kind of processed jerky very much. I hope that I can get meat when I go out tomorrow, so as to improve the food of this little beast."

"It might like some fresh meat."

The food is all there, so Muqing doesn't put anything in the restaurant.

After simple personal hygiene, a bonfire was lit with waste bamboo pieces on the ground, and sleeping bags were laid out to prepare for sleeping.

"I don't know when the king will come back at night, so I won't wait for it, and try to be as natural as possible."

"See you tomorrow, everyone, good night."

【Master!Don't turn off the live broadcast. 】

[Don't turn off the live broadcast, we want to watch the king eat! 】

[You sleep on your bed, just turn the camera over. 】

[Isn't it possible to set automatic shutdown? Master Mu set it for one hour. 】

【Strongly request to watch the king eat (1100)】

【2100】

Muqing was a little helpless.

The king's cute and cute appearance is really rare, it's fine to care about it first thing in the morning, and now no one will turn off the live broadcast at night.

"Okay, okay, then don't care about the live broadcast."

It's not bad to think about it, and you can rub against the king to accumulate a little more heat while sleeping.

Mu Qing opened the background of the live broadcast device, and loaded the video of Dawang in the function of locking the angle of view.

Set the shooting range to the camp.

In this way, the live ball will be very smart to capture the scene where the king appears.

After fixing the shooting range, it is not possible to chase after the king in order to photograph the king.

After eating food, if the king is in a good mood and takes a walk in the camp, or sneaks to his bedside to sleep, he will also enter the live broadcast.

Added some possible fun.

Mu Qing turned off the sound collection function of the live ball, so that there is only the picture, and the sound of the scene will not be heard.

I didn't have the habit of talking in my sleep before, who knows now.

After finishing it, Muqing defaulted the live broadcast camera to Dawang's restaurant.

I added a few scraps of bamboo to the campfire, and lay on the bed with my head resting on the newly made pillow, and my rare hands could be placed on both sides.

This position is much more comfortable than using hands as a pillow, Mu Qing soon fell into a deep sleep.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Mu Qing began to dream.

In the dream, the cute and petite king curled up in his arms, his little claws gently scratching his face.

The king is still very sensible, knowing that his claws are sharper than ordinary house cats, so he is very careful when scratching his face.

Hey hey?

You just said you were sensible, why did you get skinny?

In the dream, the king scratched Muqing harder, and his cheeks ached slightly.

"Meow!"

Mu Qing was about to complain.

The king suddenly yelled, it sounded a bit fierce, and he scratched his face with his paws, the pain was very obvious.

"Hey, you little wild cat!"

The obvious pain made Mu Qing a little angry, and woke up from his sleep.