I'm not a wild eater

Smiling, he solved the still struggling bamboo rat.

This bamboo stick tied with a bamboo rat looks a little familiar.

"Yes."

Yan Shu nodded, and said happily, "When I came back, they happened to be swinging on the swing, and I caught them, hehe."

"Swing...on a swing?" Mu Qing turned around.

"Well, I had a lot of fun, squeaking and screaming." Yan Shu nodded solemnly.

"Then do you know where their swings come from?" Mu Qing asked with a suppressed smile.

"I'm not stupid."

"It's just you and me here, and the bamboo is so fresh, it's obvious that you made it before you went out."

[Hahahaha, what a god, swinging on a swing. 】

[Bamboo Rat: We had a great time, but we couldn't leave, huh. 】

[Bamboo Rat: Thank you all. 】

【Master Shu is so cute, he picks up the leaks so confidently. 】

[I caught two so quickly, so there should be quite a lot of bamboo rats here. 】

【After all, they have never been in trouble. If Master Mu and the others stay here for a few days, there will not be many in an instant. 】

[There are many bamboo insects in such a big bamboo forest, you can look for them. 】

[I can't finish eating!relative!】

Muqing quickly skinned the two bamboo rats that were swinging on the swing with their lives, removed their internal organs, and put them on the fire to roast.

Pour a bottle of water into a large pottery pot and put it by the fire to boil hot water for drinking.

"What about Tai Chi?"

There is firewood, and there is food for the evening.

Yan Shu sat down relaxed and looked around, but he didn't see Tai Chi.

"It's just a little mouse that fell into the rice bucket today, and it didn't know which direction to eat it for a long time."

"Papa is not far away, it should be over there."

Mu Qing stretched out his finger and pointed to the direction where he picked the firewood and came back.

"It seems that it likes this gift we left for it before we went back." Yan Shu rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

"I said I was going back, and I remembered an important thing."

"While Tai Chi is not here, do it quickly." Mu Qing slapped his forehead.

With a machete, I went to the edge of the bamboo house and chopped two new bamboos and dragged them back.

Pick off a few delicate bamboo leaves at the top and throw them into a clay pot that is boiling water.

Clean off the bamboo branches on top.

The bamboo, which was still slender and beautiful just now, has turned into bamboo strips after roasting a piece of meat.

"Let's eat first. By the way, what are you doing?"

Yan Shu took down the roasted bamboo rat and handed one to Muqing.

"The small back basket I made for you was blown away by the typhoon, so make a new one." Mu Qing took the bamboo rat and sat down beside Yan Shu.

【Master Mu, I like you very much, I want you to make up one for me too, I hope you won't be ungrateful. 】

[It’s so warm, I still remember this. 】

[Please ask, how to pretend to be unintentional, so that my husband pays attention to Master Mu. 】

[Why pretend to be unintentional?Press and hold directly: You can learn from my old lady! 】

[First of all, you must have a face like Master Shu. 】

[Secondly, if Master Shu is so awesome. 】

[Then... it's useless, hahahaha. 】

"That's good, anyway, I won't sleep at night, and I'm free if I'm idle."

Yan Shu grinned and took a bite of the roasted bamboo rat.

He chewed a few mouthfuls in satisfaction, and then swallowed it quickly: "Wow! After a day of hunger, it feels really great to suddenly eat meat."

"It's really delicious." Muqing nodded in agreement.

After eating this meal, you should not feel hungry for the next three days.

If I had known earlier, I would not have opened the essence of Gushen.

The fun of eating hot pot is halved.

After eating the bamboo rat, I drank a cup of bamboo leaf tea while blowing on the steam.

Mu Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead, and added firewood to the fire to make the fire burn hotter and increase the surrounding brightness.

Sitting on the side, continue to weave a small pannier for Yan Shu.

Chapter 308 Fireworks at Twelve O'Clock

The beautiful little pannier is finished.

Mu Qing and Yan Shu sat by the fire, bored.

Look at the firelight, starlight, and the faintly visible tree shadows after the bamboo leaves are blown by the wind.

From poetry and songs to talking about that if you have enough tools, Tai Chi's cakes can actually be used to make paper.

And the paper quality is pretty good.

"Really?" This point of knowledge aroused Yan Shu's interest.