I'm not a wild eater

"This is called Juguorong. It tastes not too different from figs. We are lucky, just in time for its ripening season."

"It just dropped a lot on the ground, depending on the situation, they were all eaten by mice."

Picking up a fruit-gathering banyan from the ground, tearing it apart, a bunch of small bugs crawled out densely inside.

Yan Shu grabbed the fig-covered banyan tree and handed it to the camera for a close-up.

Mu Qing could almost see the wailing of all the female fans in Yan Shu's live broadcast room.

"Master Shu, how good or bad are you?" Mu Qing leaned over and whispered.

Yan Shu was the same as him, chuckled and threw the broken Juguorong aside, and patted the bugs on his hands and body.

I picked a serious fruit, peeled off the skin, and laid it in half.

Take the leaf as a cushion, put it on the ground, and wave to the king with a smile.

"Master Shu, I found out that you are a big boss, but you are very careful with the king."

Mu Qing pulled some thin vines from around, and prepared to weave a temporary small basket, and put some ficus figs to take away.

"It's so small, it won't be able to eat the whole thing."

Yan Shu touched the king's little head, got up and began to pick the fruit from the tree.

Mu Qing was weaving the basket, watching with an aunt's smile.

Although Yan Shu was rough, he was very delicate in taking care of the king.

Taking care of individual human cubs in the future should not be a problem.

The two picked a small basket and carried it in their hands.

After walking for a while, Mu Qing looked back.

"Why? Can't bear it?"

Yan Shu was eating Juguo Rong, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with fruit juice during the interval of talking

"It's really a little bit, such a big fruit tree, it would be great if it could grow near the camp."

Mu Qing sighed with emotion.

Reaching out to help Yan Shu wipe the juice off his mouth, he turned back and continued on his way.

【This, this, is Master Mu touching his face? 】

[Not bad, not bad, I feel that Master Mu has made great progress in the past two days. 】

[Hurry up and get to the topic, my dog ​​food bowl is ready. 】

[Judging from Master Shu's appearance, he doesn't seem to have any objections. 】

【If Lord Shu has any objections, Lord Mu probably has already lost his hand. 】

【Just because the pastor is very gentle, don’t forget his fighting power. This is a man who single-handedly slaughtered a wolf. 】

"whee."

Yan Shu wiped it again with the back of his hand, stuffed the remaining half of Juguoyan into his mouth, took out his hat and put it on.

After eating Juguorong all the way, Mu Qing and Yan Shu didn't feel hungry, so they didn't stop for lunch.

It wasn't until the sun gradually set that it stopped in a relatively open forest.

Opened the map and looked at it.

The rainy season has not yet come, and walking up the dry embankment is more efficient than walking.

According to this progress, the time it takes to return to the camp will be several days shorter than the system estimated.

"Master Mu, can you clean up the ground? I'll chop wood."

Putting down the things, Yan Shu patted Mu Qing.

What's the matter with this man?As soon as I stop every day, I will start and stay.

"I'll go chop firewood, how can I let a girl chop firewood." Mu Qing said.

"Then I guess you still have to clean up the ground when you come back." Yan Shu stuck out his tongue and walked aside with the machete.

After getting along for several days, we still have a little understanding of each other.

Ten to ten times Mu Qing couldn't stand the ground he cleaned up by himself.

By the time Mu had cleared a large piece of bare ground, Yan Shu had already moved the logs back twice.

Overall, the first ones were dry and short.

Apparently it was used to light a fire.

Most of the second time is longer, but there is a big difference in thickness, which makes Muqing feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, you can start building the shelter."

Coming back with a bunch of fresh branches, Yan Shu clapped his hands and said with satisfaction.

"Just these few? Not enough?" Mu Qing looked at it.

"It's enough for you alone, it won't rain today, just build a single roof."

"It will definitely not rain at night, I can sleep on the vine."

After Yan Shu finished speaking, he took the machete and went to the woods to find suitable vines.

sleep on the vine

Mu Qing looked at the sky.

or?Shall we have another rain?

Mu Qing's shelter and Yan Shu's vines were finished, and the two sat around the campfire, sharing the meat with each other.

Yan Shu grabbed it in his hand and gnawed.

Mu Qing still cut them into thin slices and ate them one by one.

"Master Shu, I heard that you have an old Chinese doctor at home?" Mu Qing suddenly asked.