I'm not a wild eater

Shepherd: Shocked!

Hong Kong, I was really moved just now.

Shu Ye: Please don't ignore the fact that I'm beautiful just because I'm strong enough.

If Lord Shu gave me this medicine, I would drink it right away.

Isn't it just a cup of herbal tea, talking like no one dares to drink it.

"I knew you were holding back the water again!"

Mu Qing couldn't bear it any longer, risking being beaten, stretched out his hand and pinched Yan Shu's tender face.

Taking the pottery cup in her hand, she quickly took a few steps back.

As soon as he looked up, he finished the potion in the cup.

The facial features are completely wrinkled together.

"Why is there nothing good to drink if it's a herbal medicine?" Mu Qing said with a bitter face.

"Tsk tsk tsk, old man, it's such an exaggeration to drink some herbal medicine."

"Besides, you look pretty when drinking licorice tea and mint tea."

Yan Shu sneered, took the cup in Mu Qing's hand, and looked at the water still boiling on Gu Xiaotao's pot.

The taste of the second cup is still very choking.

Yan Shu promised to make green jelly later, and Mu Qing just finished drinking it while pinching his nose.

The leftover rice has to be saved and cooked in the tree house.

Dinner is a simple stewed taro with crispy meat, plus a few shiitake mushrooms growing on the mushroom tube.

Eating a large bowl for one person is also very satisfying.

It is not convenient to go to the tree house to take a bath.

After dinner and rested for a while, Mu Qing and Yan Shu took turns to take a bath.

"Aren't you going to get some shampoo?" Seeing that Yan Shu took his things and went out, Mu Qing stopped him and asked.

"Don't we have soap?"

"Let me tell you, this soap is very useful for washing your hair. It won't be oily for several days after washing."

"And a faint scent of rosemary."

As Yan Shu said, he brought the soap to the tip of his nose and sniffed it intoxicated.

Plant ash suppresses the greasy taste of lard.

After the dried rosemary absorbs the fat of the lard, the smell becomes much more obvious.

It smells of refreshing rosemary with a bit of astringent plant ash.

"This thing can't be used often, and the hair will fall out if you use it too much." Mu Qing reminded.

"This soap loses hair after using too much? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yan Shu said in surprise.

"It's not too late to know now, let's get some shampoo."

As Mu Qing said, he stretched out his hand to take away the soap from Yan Shu's hand.

"Look at my hair volume, it takes a long time to dry it after washing it, even if I blow it with a hair dryer, it can still make my hands sore."

"I'm worried about having too much hair. It would be best if I could lose a little."

"You baldheads won't understand."

After Yan Shu finished speaking, he didn't forget to reach out and touch Mu Qing's head.

Prickly, a little prickly.

"I don't know who is unreliable, so I have to cut my hair like this?"

"If I had known earlier, it would be better as it was." Speaking of this, Mu Qing couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Do you have eyesight? This bald head is obviously better than the original one.

That's right, my uncle is awesome.

Not to mention, Master Mu is really suitable for shaving his head.

I still like the look of Master Mu when he first arrived. His hair looks sloppy when he grows out, and his bald head is a bit weird.

It's okay, there will be a labor reform leader after a while.

Pfft, labor reform head...

Sparse Party expresses its envy for Master Shu's hair volume.

"Hee hee hee."

Yan Shu smiled at Muqing, and ran away with a touch of oil on the soles of his feet.

Muqing lit a bonfire in front of the camp.

Untie the mouse that has been roasting and prepare to walk to the stove.

"I forgot, there is no need to feed the king today."

"Oh, I don't know what this kitty is like."

Mu Qing sighed, and hung the mouse back up again.

He muttered in his mouth: "The king is not here, these roasted mice can't be wasted, they should be disposed of for breakfast tomorrow."

After hanging up the mouse, Muqing put Dawang's cat litter under the bed, and put it together with the cat climbing frame.

This time, I can really bring these back to the king for use.

Pick up the buckskin covered with a cat climbing frame and smell it.

Fortunately, there is no strange smell, just pat the ash that cannot be seen on the deerskin.

Use branches to hang to one side of the living area.