I'm not a wild eater

Later, I read Danmaku mentioned that I signed a contract with Dousha Live, and I am doing well now.

This is an important reason for most people to participate in the challenge.

It doesn't matter whether you can persist for [-] days, as long as you can get fans, becoming an Internet celebrity after you go back is considered an extra way out.

After all, the universities they graduated from are not good, and they have no advantage in the talent market.

Instead of working hard to do a particularly bad job, try a new way.

"The vine has a fast growth rate and a short flowering cycle."

"I haven't been here for a few days, and four or five vines have grown here, and the flowers on two of the vines have fallen off."

After watching the excitement of the barrage for a while, Mu Qing continued with what he was going to do.

People's pursuits are different.

What Muqing wants is not just an Internet celebrity.

But in front of him, the wilting flowers fell all over the ground, making Mu Qing feel a pain in his heart.

There are also flowering vines cut and circled, and brought them back to the camp.

After putting away the things, Mu Qing cut down two lengths of bamboo.

"I have reflected and summed it up."

"The heating area of ​​the deep and long bamboo tubes before was too small, and it took a long time to boil the water."

"The longer the burning time is, the burning through will cause food to be wasted, and the possibility of even burning and frying like last time will increase significantly."

"So, I want to change it and get a length of this long bamboo tube for cooking."

Muqing laid it flat, inserted a machete into one-third of the bamboo joint, and cut off a little of the bamboo tube.

Do the same operation on the other side, and then use a pry to open a section of the bamboo tube directly.

Clean out the bamboo knots in the middle.

A long, thin, hollow bamboo pot with an open top is ready.

Muqing set up a simple frame, put the bamboo tube on the fire, and poured stream water into it.

"This water will be boiled for a long time, I will soak the olives first."

After getting up and patting the bamboo ash on his body, Muqing went to the edge of the hillside to take back the olives that had completely dried out the surface moisture and had dehydrated to a certain extent inside.

Pick one up to taste.

"It's not bad."

"The bitter taste is completely gone, and it is quite tough to chew."

"Even without soaking in nectar, this is already quite delicious."

That being said, when he returned to the camp, Muqing still took out the boiled and concentrated nectar and put the olives in it.

Chapter 65 Improving Living Conditions

"It's good to eat this olive directly, but I'm still wondering if it will taste better after soaking it."

"These nectars can't be eaten directly. If they can be used to soak olives, they can still soak several batches."

Re-cork the nectar with the cork and place it at the end of the bed.

After cutting a new long bamboo pot, Muqing took out a handful of olives from under the bed, put them on the fire and continued cooking.

At least it tastes better after cooking than eating directly.

After finishing the olives, Muqing took out two long bamboos from the pile of bamboos and began to slice the bamboos.

To be used to filter sand, the requirement for the density of the bamboo basket is very high.

If the filtration is not in place, the sand content of the filtered soil will still be high.

It is useless to use such soil to fire pottery.

For the first bamboo, Mu Qing cut it into bamboo strips of regular thickness, arranged them one by one, and put them aside for later use.

The inner part of the peeled bamboo was used by Muqing as firewood by the fire.

呲呲呲.

After cutting the first tree, there was a sizzling sound in the long bamboo tube for boiling water.

"Hey, this boils the water really much faster." Muqing went over and found that the water in the bamboo tube had already boiled.

It is much faster than when using deep bamboo tubes before.

Muqing picked the dense flowers from the wreath, sucked off the nectar, tore the dense flowers into thin strips and put them into bamboo tubes to cook.

Take out the clothes wrapped in the bird eggs from the backpack and untie them carefully.

First, he took a bird's egg and weighed it, and was about to get up and go to the fire.

He squatted back and picked up another egg.

[One can't get enough to eat, two can't finish it, it's so tangled. 】

[The anchor is an adult man, so there is no problem after eating these five. 】

【Suddenly tears came to my eyes, thinking of the way my grandma boiled eggs for me when I was a child, I wanted to cook one for myself but was reluctant. 】

[I was moved to the point that the lack of resources at that time was really lacking. 】

【Brother Mu is just living a better life than others, but to be honest, he still lacks food and drink. 】

【Eat two, maybe the trap will catch you a wild boar tomorrow. 】

Mu Qing hesitated for a while, and took two eggs to the fire.

"It's rare to have new food today, just eat two."

"I won't eat the one mouse left, and keep it for tomorrow's food."

Muqing bends his knees and taps lightly, breaks open the eggshell and puts it into a bamboo tube, then quickly breaks up the egg yolk with chopsticks.

"If I have a clay pot now, I still prefer to eat boiled eggs."