I'm not a wild eater

"I thought about it just now, stay here today and go back early tomorrow."

Muqing took a sip of plantain water and said.

"Not going back?"

"It's only one o'clock this time. We'll pack up after dinner, and there's still time to go back."

Yan Shu just checked the time and was a little surprised by Muqing's arrangement.

"Look, we need to climb over this mountain, and then another mountain, to get back to the river."

"Even if we travel all the way, it will be dark when we reach the embankment, so we have to arrange a place to stay for the night."

"Anyway, I can't go back in time today, so why not stay here for another night and leave early tomorrow."

Mu Qing pointed to the top of the opposite mountain and analyzed it for Yan Shu.

"Yeah right."

"If we have time in the afternoon, we can still explore the forest at hand."

"The pheasant that only crows in the morning hasn't been caught yet."

Yan Shu thought for a while, and felt that what Mu Qing said made sense.

"Tomorrow we will set off earlier and we will be able to return to the river at noon."

"You prepare lunch, I'll make a temporary wooden raft, go down the river, and return to the camp in an hour or two."

After Mu Qing finished speaking, he used the temporarily sharpened chopsticks to get a piece of roasted taro to eat.

"Mmm, this taro is delicious! It's sweet and noodle!" Mu Qing was shocked by the taste of the taro.

It is not inferior to the taro bought in the market.

"Really? I said I'm going to dig some back." Yan Shu said, and got a piece to eat.

Nodding frequently in satisfaction.

[Okay, we're in the eating and broadcasting mode again. 】

[What is the eating and broadcasting mode? What we watch is eating and broadcasting programs. 】

[Roasted taro is really delicious, more noodles than boiled. 】

[Of course the baked noodles are less watery, but if it is not served with soup, it will be very choking. 】

[Didn’t you collect the honeycomb, you can get some out to make mashed taro. 】

[Is it possible to make taro balls? 】

[Taro balls should be made of cassava flour, and tapioca flour is used to make pancakes and eaten. 】

"That's great, I'll make dessert for you when I go back." Mu Qing said with a smile.

"Really?"

"You know how to make dessert?" Yan Shu was pleasantly surprised.

"It's just a simple taro paste."

"We have taro, lard, and honey. It's okay to make an entry-level version."

After lunch, Yan Shu put the small clay pot on the stove to heat hot water.

Muqing searched around and chose a tree he was satisfied with.

Climb up, draw a square with a machete, and peel off a section of bark.

Take it to the water pipe and rinse it off, support it with branches, and hang it in a sunny position to dry.

After lunch, the two went for a stroll in the woods behind the house.

Saw some sweet potato leaves.

There are only leaves, and no sweet potatoes grow in the soil.

"Shall we pick some and bring them back tomorrow? It's delicious if you scald them in boiling water," Yan Shu said.

"it is good."

"I have gained a lot from coming out this time. I don't even want to go back. I just spend the rest of my life here comfortably."

"If we found this place at the beginning, it would be the beginning of the European Emperor." Mu Qing joked.

"Ou Huang is short-lived."

Yan Shu joked and walked deep into the forest.

I don't know if it is easy to use, or the things on this side have been used by the owner.

The two wandered the woods all afternoon, but they didn't find anything of value.

Back to the thatched cottage, had dinner, and fell asleep early.

Goo goo goo!

Early in the morning, it was not Yan Shu who woke Muqing up.

Yan Shu was sleeping next to him very peacefully.

Cuckoo!Cuckoo!

"This damned wild rooster."

"Yesterday I searched all afternoon and couldn't find it. You came to show off your power early this morning, right?"

Waking up before the biological clock.

Yan Shu, who was overwhelmed with anger after getting up, picked up Muqing's bow and arrow, and was very angrily ready to go out.

After a period of training, her hit rate from one meter away is close to 10.

"Don't worry, don't worry, let's hear where it is."

Mu Qing hurriedly got up to hold her, and took the bow and arrow back to his hand by the way.

"This thing is poisonous. If you accidentally get hurt, you really have to go back early. Besides, with your hit rate, this is to inform others, right?"