I'm not a wild eater

Mu Qing sat on the side to rest, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

most still feel

Excellent, really excellent.

Really survive in the wilderness, and can make a fire with bare hands.

Let alone this life, even in the last life I never thought of it.

Muqing's heart is full of recognition of himself.

After one wave of presents was collected, a second wave appeared inexplicably. It took a full half an hour for the treasure chests to be snatched up.

After the barrage was less crazy, Mu Qing, who had recovered some of his strength after drinking some water, stood up.

After adding some dry firewood and relatively fresh wood to the fire, Mu Qing took the machete and prepared to go down the mountain.

"I just ate a few wild persimmons today, and I'm already starving."

"Just now, it was actually the belief that I wanted to eat fish that supported me. I must raise the fire."

"I have increased the size of the fire, and with the addition of these dry and wet logs, even if the fire is extinguished, the charcoal can last for a while. I guess there should be three or four hours."

"To be on the safe side, I still have to go and come back quickly. Today I am absolutely out of shape and I will be on fire again."

The completely dry hillside will not be too slippery, Muqing almost jogged downhill, and reached the river in more than half an hour.

After walking a little upstream, we walked through the river water of different depths, and soon reached the position of the fish trap.

"The harvest is not bad, there are three small fish and two big fish."

"I'll eat all three small ones at night, and the two big ones can be used as dry food for tomorrow."

"If conditions permit, I would like to chop a few more plantain cores to serve as fruits and vegetables, otherwise eating fish alone will not be nutritious at all."

After handling a few fish, Mu Qing looked in the direction of the windward slope.

Finally shaking his head, he should go back to the camp and take care of the fire.

[Nutrition is not comprehensive enough, what kind of nutrition do you need to survive. 】

[You are enough, several people have only eaten some tree roots and bark until today. 】

[The number 73 I am concerned about has been using the same wild vegetable from the first day to now. 】

[Go and see Miss No. 98, she eats better than the male lead. 】

[That young lady is really a ruthless person, this club is roasting caterpillars to eat. 】

[Scary, number 98, right?I go to see the world. 】

While walking back, Mu Qing followed the discussion on the barrage to learn about the situation of other challengers.

How dare a girl eat caterpillars?

Definitely not good looking.

Thinking of this, Mu Qing couldn't help laughing.

Capturing Mu Qing's abrupt smile, he was ridiculed for wanting to hook up with Miss No. 98.

Muqing also didn't explain, after all, it seems that it is not polite for the crooked family to look ugly.

Today's speed is very fast, and it only took more than an hour to go back and forth.

When Mu Qing returned to the camp, the fire was still burning well, and there was no need for more fuel.

Randomly folded a large leaf and put the washed fish away, Mu Qing squatted by the side of the fire and dug a hole.

Chapter 19 Niu Colu·Picking Flowers in the Jungle·Baby of Immortals

This familiar action, this familiar scene, no need to explain, everyone knows what Muqing is going to do.

After eating smoked fish for two days, I really miss the tender taste of braised fish.

In addition, there is no fruit to match today, so I don't even want to eat dry smoked fish.

Put the fish wrapped in the soil embryo into the hole, cover it with soil and compact it slightly, and then move the fire pile over.

"I choose to stew fish in this position, not only because it is convenient to move the fire, you see above."

As Mu Qing said, he used the bark of a short-lived tree to string two big fish, and hung them on a small branch of the nearby tree.

It was a relatively young branch, which was weighed down by the weight of the two big fish.

It can be smoked to the heat of the fire without being blackened or full of smoke.

The perfect distance.

"I'm going to go to the creek again while it's still dark."

"There is only half a bottle of water left, and I have to fill it up again. I still need to clean the wound and get some medicine."

Mu Qing spread out his palms and showed them to the camera.

The bases of the middle and index fingers on both hands had blisters. After a lot of work, the blisters were covered with mud and turned white and red at the edges.

If left untreated, it can become infected very quickly.

[Suck, it hurts to look at it. 】

【Is this just made by drilling wood for fire? . 】

[It's just that the cleaning is not enough. Without medicine, it is easy to get inflamed and suppurated in such a hot day. 】

[I really want to send Yunnan Baiyao to Brother Mu. 】

[Such a big blister, and so much work, poor. 】

[If you are not strong, you can only starve, there is no hypocrisy in survival (dog head)]

【Brother Mu just said to gather herbs, he should know where there are available medicines. 】

"It just looks miserable, but I personally feel pretty good, and it won't hurt too much."

"A wound like this will not suppurate as long as it is kept dry."

"So after cleaning it up, I will protect it." Mu Qing explained.