I'm not a wild eater

"Well, this one is good, with a little sweetness."

"When I'm done drinking, I'll go dig up the rest."

Muqing drank the remaining half cup of Chine water with satisfaction, the faint sweetness in his mouth made people feel particularly good.

Mogen trembled.

What about sustainable development?

As long as she is taken a fancy to by Master Mu, it will be a matter of time before she ends up in disaster.

Mu Ye: Let the chicken-footed berberine grow sustainably, and the chrysanthemum root can be dug and drunk first.

This boiled water is really delicious, and I used to drink it as tea.

It's just that I always want to go to the toilet after drinking, and the diuretic effect is so good.

After drinking the water, Muqing took out a cassava from the basket and put it on the cutting board.

Brush and cut the shredded cassava.

"I go..."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was made with a grater."

The roots are distinct, and the thickness of each root is almost the same.

Yan Shu picked up a small handful of shredded cassava, looked at it, and exclaimed.

"Leave the job of shredding to me. You can bring another basket and cut a few bamboo tubes out. We want to make the starch in the evening and save it for baking pancakes tomorrow."

Muqing smiled, thinking of the shredded cassava that Yan Shuqie had last time.

It can be seen that she has tried her best to be more detailed, but...

"I will do this."

Yan Shu picked up Muqing's machete and pulled out a thick old bamboo.

Bang Bang Bang cut seven or eight pieces of bamboo tubes with bamboo knots at the end.

"I don't know why, but I just think your machete is easier to use than mine. It takes less effort to chop things up."

Yan Shu said loudly, rolled up a ball of hay, took the bamboo tube to the water pipe, and washed it clean inside and out.

Put some water in the pottery pot, grab the shredded cassava that Muqing had cut into it, and fiddle with it a few times with chopsticks.

After washing out the starch on the surface of the cassava, put the shredded cassava into another bamboo basket.

Wash several batches until the color of the water in the clay pot becomes darker.

Yan Shu poured the water from the ceramic pot into one of the bamboo tubes, refilled the water, and continued to process the shredded cassava that Muqing had cut.

Why don't these two people speak?

That's right, I'm not used to being so quiet.

Master Mu, are you dumb?

When I'm very focused on doing things, I don't have time to talk.

Think of the taste of pancakes.

According to Mu Ye's introduction, it should still be delicious.

It was rare to know what Master Mu was going to do before starting work, and felt that he was great.

By the time Muqing cut up all the cassava, the sky was already turning gray.

Mu Qing stretched his back and glanced at the time displayed on the live ball.

"Huh? It's almost seven o'clock? It feels like the time flies so fast today."

"Because I've been busy today, I'm going to bed early tonight, I'm sleepy." Yan Shu yawned and continued to wash the tapioca starch.

Mu Qing twisted his waist and stretched, and added some two logs to the pottery fire.

I grabbed some water hyacinths and put them in the stove.

A few slices of meat were placed in Dawang's restaurant.

Cut off a few pieces of meat, grind some hydrochloric acid fruit powder and sprinkle it on it, put it on the grill, and raise the fire in the stove to warm it up.

He dug out the dustpan from under the bed and set it up on the hillside.

Spread the shredded cassava processed by Yanshu evenly on the dustpan, and when it dries, it can be used to cook cassava porridge.

After eating a simple dinner, pour out some of the clear water after precipitation, and pour all the remaining water and starch back into the clay pot to continue to precipitate.

Busy day.

Yan Shu washed and brushed, and soon fell asleep.

After Mu Qing cleaned up, he stretched out his hand to touch Yan Shu's small face.

Survival in the wilderness can also pick up super cute girls, just think about it, it will be very profitable.

Resisting the urge to continue down, Mu Qing sat down in his own position contentedly.

Chapter 212 Fly Larvae Are Delicious

"Get up! Get up!"

Mu Qing was soundly asleep, and was woken up by Yan Shu shaking his body.

"What time is it?" Mu Qing half-opened one eye with difficulty, and asked in a daze.

"It's already six o'clock, you can get up." Yan Shu said.

"what"

Mu Qing yawned long, opened his eyes with difficulty: "It's only six o'clock, what's the matter?"

Under normal circumstances, Yan Shu would go about his own business when he got up, and would not care about Mu Qing, letting him sleep until he woke up naturally.

"Aren't we going to make pottery today? We also need to bake big pancakes."

"Get up, get up, a new day has begun." Yan Shu pushed Mu Qing and urged.