I'm not a wild eater

Having nothing to do, Mu Qing strolled over to join in the fun.

【Yo, so big? 】

[Is this all edible? 】

[In my mind, I still think they are newborn bunnies. 】

【Rabbits grow very fast, besides, the pastor hasn't shown us for a long time. 】

[I always go to Shu Ye's live broadcast room to watch. 】

"How? I raise them well, don't I?"

Yan Shu put the rinsed bamboo tube back and asked Muqing for credit.

"Very good, very good, I think you can eat the pork after eating." Mu Qing stretched out his hand to touch the soft rabbit fur.

These little rabbits are often touched by Yan Shu, and they are not afraid of human touch at all.

"The raising time is too short, and the taste will be worse."

"We can eat the mother rabbit first, and as for these little cubs, if there is enough food, we can let it go at that time."

Yan Shu said, stuffing the collected grass into it.

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Chapter 256

"Okay." Mu Qing nodded.

"When will we start making rice?" Yan Shu asked.

"In the afternoon, get out for dinner."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qing looked up at the sky.

It was past ten o'clock, and there was only occasional sunlight in the woods.

"It might rain today, and I don't know if it's afternoon or evening." Yan Shu looked up.

"Who said the shed I built is useless? Isn't this about to come in handy?"

"I have to make another mazza and table soon."

Mu Qing smiled triumphantly, and chose among the bamboo piles for a while.

"Hey, I haven't been to the bamboo forest for a long time. The new bamboos I moved back last time are all used up. Today I can only use old bamboos."

"Is Laozhu not good?" Yan Shu was puzzled.

"Old bamboo has good hardness. It is good for table legs, bed frames and other things that require a certain amount of support."

"For weaving things, of course the softer Hsinchu is better."

bang bang bang.

An old bamboo was quickly chopped down into four table legs.

The remaining part was cut into two shorter sections by Mu Qing.

He pulled out another old bamboo, and cut two pieces longer than the table legs.

Use the remaining half of the bamboo to cut the bamboo slices.

"What am I going to do?"

Yan Shu sat on the side thinking.

【Master Mu: Me! 】

[Being led crookedly, I feel like I don’t even know this word anymore. 】

[Master Mu: Netizens are harmful. 】

[Cooking, the pottery pot cooks very slowly, and it's almost time for the meal when it's done. 】

[Why is it that I, Master Shu, cook and wash the dishes recently? 】

[Master Mu is so capable, apart from cooking and washing dishes, Master Mu can't beat other tasks. 】

【Our Lord Shu still raises rabbits. 】

Sitting on the edge of the bed dangling his calves and thinking for a while, Yan Shu took the machete and went out.

Just as Mu Qing was about to ask Yan Shu why he was there, there was no one there when he looked up.

"Running really fast."

Nothing.

Mu Qing could only shake his head and smile, continuing to do his handiwork.

After finishing a small horse tie in his hand, Yan Shu came back with a large bundle of thatch and thatch roots.

"Are you going to trouble thatch again?"

"Thinking about these thatch is also miserable." Mu Qing laughed.

"The door curtain in the bathroom doesn't feel like it will last long. I'll make one up and wait."

"Besides, I haven't found anything suitable for making tea recently. The slightly sweet Maogen tea is delicious."

As Yan Shu said, he piled thatch on the bed.

Maogen took it to the door and rinsed it, broke off a part and put it in a small earthenware pot, adding water and boiling it on the stove.

Take a piece of taro and chop it in half.

Put half of it away, cut the other half in half, and put it inside the stove.

Sit back on the bed and start tidying the thatch.

Mu Qing smiled and watched for a while.

Yan Shu's craftsmanship in weaving things is really...extremely soulful.

However, things like thatch grow quite casually, and it doesn't hurt to look at them in a mess.