I'm not a wild eater

"Sure enough, when it's time to go to bed, I'll be very sleepy."

"Get up and move and keep yourself awake."

After yawning, Mu Qing got up and stretched his muscles and bones, went outside the camp to fetch water, and put it on the stone slabs of the pottery kiln to burn.

He took out the rope that Yan Shu had woven during the day from under the bed and put it on the stone table.

Disassemble one by one and tidy them up carefully.

ah this...

Self-healing, progress 10...20...30...

Master Mu's illness is getting worse.

Master Shu is still sleeping, so it's hard to make any big moves.

Does that mean you can engage in small tricks?

Tomorrow, Master Shu took a look: Well, the rope I weaved is really beautiful.

Hahahaha, really, I didn't notice that it was dismantled and rubbed again.

"Actually, Master Shu's rubbing is quite good, but the thickness of some places is different, and the beginning and end are not very good-looking."

"It's still usable as far as it goes, and I'm really free at the moment, so I'll take care of it."

As Mu Qing said, he tidied up the removed ropes.

Some were torn randomly, and Muqing tore them again to ensure that they were of the same thickness.

After removing the ropes, Mu Qing got up to add firewood.

Back at the stone table, divide the treated bark into dozens, pick up a portion, rub it in your hand, and put it aside.

Not long after, the removed bark was twisted into dozens of ropes again.

The thickness and length of each strand are very consistent.

Mu Qing tied them up and hung them back on the beam under the bed.

"Look, Master Shu probably won't find out this way."

"I'm really smart."

After handling the rope, Muqing returned to the pottery kiln again, and moved the hot water that had been boiled on the stone board to the table.

I picked some fresh mint outside the door, rushed it and threw it into the hot water to soak.

With a flash in the sky, the camp was suddenly illuminated for a few minutes, and then returned to darkness in an instant.

"Uh...that one just now, it should be lightning?"

"No, it won't be so sad, will it?"

Mu Qing looked up at the pitch-black sky and let out a long sigh.

As soon as the words fell, the second flash of lightning suddenly appeared, as if to say: "It's me, it's me, it's me."

After standing and waiting for five or six minutes, the third bolt of lightning flashed.

"That does not work."

"Although seeing lightning does not mean that it will rain, but you can't take chances."

"If this rain falls, this pot of pottery will be completely useless."

Mu Qing sighed, went to the inside of the camp, and picked out six pieces of wood about one meter in length.

Cut off a part, sharpened one end, made a gesture to roughly the required range, pried the soil on the ground loose, and buried the wood in it.

Six logs form a large circle around the pottery kiln.

While Mu Qing was doing this, lightning flashed twice in the sky.

"I have to speed up."

Mu Qing looked up.

Normally, there should be a bright quarter moon today.

But now, it is dark overhead, there is no moon, and there are no stars.

Only the taillights of the plane passed by blinking.

It's so dark, people watching it are a little scared.

Staring directly at the dark for a long time, my heart will really feel frightened.

Will it rain if there is lightning?Doesn't it rain only when there is thunder?

Light thunder does not rain, have you heard of it?

I have heard a saying that there is no time to flash.

I often see only lightning in summer, and then neither nor rain.

If there is lightning, it will definitely rain, but the lightning can travel very far, and it may not necessarily fall on Mu Ye's position.

After finishing the pillars, firewood was added to the pottery pit.

Muqing dragged out a few new bamboos, quickly cut them into pieces, and sat down to weave things.

Yan Shu was woken up, squinted to see what Mu Qing was doing, turned over and continued to sleep.

Mu Qing compiled things very quickly, but now he deliberately speeds up.

Soon, a round, not too finely crafted large disc was ready.

Use thin bamboo to fix the big disc on six pieces of wood.

Take out the thatch that is left over from patching the roof during the day, and start from the outermost layer, and superimpose it densely.

It took less than two hours to make a small rainproof pavilion for the pottery kiln.

"Phew... that's it."

"Now the heavens are free to be beautiful or not. Even if it rains, you can continue to burn pottery with peace of mind."