I'm not a wild eater

When it landed, the water level reached the position of Muqing's thigh.

It was difficult to maintain balance in the current, so Muqing slipped and fell, and was washed down a meter or two along the river.

When he returned to the other side, he looked a little embarrassed.

"Are you okay?" Yan Shu stepped forward and asked eagerly.

"It's okay, my water skills are still good."

Mu Qing waved his hands and wiped the river water on his face.

He accidentally touched the bump on his forehead, and his whole face almost wrinkled from the pain.

"You... your level is dropping a bit quickly?" Yan Shu looked at Mu Qing in a daze.

"I guess it was downwind just now, or it may be due to sufficient physical strength."

"I succeeded in jumping over, but I relaxed a little when I jumped back. If I reacted faster, I just jumped into the shallow water area."

"You are proud of life...don't forget your form."

Muqing sighed, and looked at the fish in the fish basket.

Still.

【ah!This familiar atmosphere. 】

[The long-lost aroma of chicken soup floats in the air. 】

【In other words, Master Mu should not have done this. 】

[When I competed in the long jump in the first year of junior high school, I jumped directly outside the bunker, and I never had such a result again. 】

【Actually, Master Mu jumped quite far when he came back. 】

【I just wanted not to hit the tree, but I didn't expect to fall into the water. I was taken aback and was washed away by the river. 】

[It’s been a long time since I heard Mu Ye’s reasoning, I almost forgot about his skill. 】

Turn on the live broadcast and change into dry clothes.

Mu Qing carried the wet underwear, and Yan Shu carried the fish basket, and they returned to the camp together.

"Xiaoshu, can you go collect some shiitake mushrooms on the hillside?"

"My shoes are wet, please clean them by the way."

Mu Qing put on his slippers and said to Yan Shu.

"Okay, you tell me where it is."

"On the other side of the creek, go up the hillside and see a dead tree."

"Then I'll go."

Yan Shu took off the roasting basket from the grill and carried it, humming "The Little Mushroom Picking Girl" in his mouth, and hopped out the door.

Muqing cleaned the shoes, socks and underwear, and looked up.

There has been no sun today, even if it is hung on the hillside, it may not be able to do it.

Underpants and socks were hung on the tree branches, and shoes were upside down on the wood of the fence.

"It's really good to leave this piece of wood, it has an unexpected function of drying things."

Muttering, Mu Qing opened the door and went back to the camp.

Pour the water in the small pottery pot into the pottery cup, and refill the water to boil.

Stand in front of the shelter and look.

Today, we are people who have white rice to eat.

Worth a good dinner.

After pondering for a while, Muqing proudly took out four wild eggs.

As long as there is enough oil, even if you use a clay pot, you can fry eggs.

Take out some fried pork belly and cook it briefly with shiitake mushrooms

Steam two more fish.

Accompanied by a bowl of fragrant white rice.

Muqing began to understand Yan Shu's drooling behavior.

After waiting for a while, the boiling water in the small clay pot was ready.

Mu Qing set up a large pottery pot, increased the firepower, and heated half of the pot of water.

He untied a bamboo tube, hesitated for a while, and poured all the rice inside into the clay pot.

Gently toss with chopsticks to keep them from sticking to the pan.

"Oh, you started cooking in a sneaky way?" Yan Shu came back with a basket and scolded loudly.

"I cook secretly, not eat secretly."

"Hurry up and rinse the rice bucket, and use it to cook later."

Mu Qing ordered with a smile.

"Oh, oh." Yan Shu responded repeatedly, and smiled and took the rice bucket to the water pipe to rinse it off.

Shake off excess water vigorously and place on the table.

"Xiao Shu, come quickly, I suddenly remembered that I missed something very important."

"That's it, take the chopsticks and stir gently, just don't let it stick to the bottom."

Mu Qing spoke hurriedly, and handed the chopsticks to Yan Shu.

Find a suitable length from the pile of bamboo tubes, split it into six parts, and remove the inner side to make the bamboo slices thin and soft.

Rinse with water, repair the length and angle of the bamboo pieces, and press them to the bottom of the rice bucket.

【What is Master Mu doing? 】