I'm not a wild eater

Lying flat with eyes closed, when Yan Shu leaned over, he slowly fell asleep.

It took more than ten days to go out, plus I slept late last night.

Mu Qing fell into a deep sleep this time.

By the time he was rubbing his eyes and getting ready to get up, the sun had already set in front of the camp.

Picking up the alarm clock next to the bed, it was almost ten o'clock.

The camp was quiet.

If it wasn't for the extra sleeping bag on the bed, Mu Qing even suspected that he was just having a dream.

When I woke up, I was still in the camp, and I was alone.

Don't talk about girls, you don't even have cats.

He opened the sleeping bag, got up and took a look.

There was a cup of cool mint tea on the table, and the clay pot was cold to the touch.

In the stove, there is not even a faint spark.

Yan Shu has been out for a while.

Standing on the hillside hesitated for a while, Muqing chose not to shout.

If you come back, you have to pay for the chicken yourself.

"You're awake!"

"Did you take a shower? Did you wash your clothes by the way?"

Yan Shu came up from the hillside, his clothes looked very clean.

"That's right, I went to wash it across the river, and the sun came out very early there, and it was roasted by the regeneration fire, and it dried quickly."

Yan Shu picked up his collar and smelled it.

After the clothes have been washed, they smell very good when they are dried in the sun.

"You can get up early no matter what time you go to bed, how do you do it?"

Rubbing Yan Shu's hair that was very refreshing after washing, Mu Qing turned and went back.

Finish drinking water.

Take out the cassava from under the bed and prepare to peel it.

"We have to eat so much in the morning?"

Looking at the cassava piled up on the table, Yan Shu was a little surprised.

If you can't finish it, it will be wasted.

"No, I want to peel them first, then take them to the river, soak them for a few days before eating." Mu Qing explained.

There are at least three or four catties of cassava on the table. Even if there is no shortage of food, it is impossible to eat it all in one meal.

"Why do you want to soak?"

"Because I don't know if this is sweet cassava or bitter cassava."

"This is sweet cassava."

Yan Shu picked up a few unpeeled ones and put them in the stove.

Add fire to roast.

"Are you sure? How do you tell the difference?"

Seeing that Yan Shu was very confident, Mu Qing stopped what he was doing.

"Don't worry, this must be sweet cassava. If it is poisonous, I will accompany you."

As Yan Shu said, he took two pieces of cassava that Mu Qing had peeled.

Take out the cutting board and cut into shreds.

"Is this for cooking tapioca shreds?"

"Cooked cassava soup."

"You actually know how to cook?"

This surprised Mu Qing a little.

"I just don't have the conditions and I don't like to toss about these things, but that doesn't mean I can't."

"Leave today's lunch to me." Yan Shu raised his head, showing confidence.

"Okay, then I'll fix the fence first."

Muqing responded.

This division of labor seems relatively normal.

Master Shu cooks...why am I a little worried?

The archeology just ended yesterday, and Master Shu didn't cook or eat seriously in his camp anyway.

How do you do archaeology so fast?

Look at the short video website to cut and select the accelerated video, the essence is there.

I think the two should be replaced.

Master Shu cooks, even if it’s not tasty, you can still eat it, but making a wall is different.

It was done crookedly, and Lord Mu couldn't help but pull it out and redo it.

Yan Shu lowered his head and was cutting cassava shreds. After a while, he was going to stroke his hair behind his ears.

After a few strokes, she couldn't take it anymore.

He went to the beam and took two lengths of rope, divided his hair into two and tied two low ponytails.

Pick up the machete and continue shredding.