The daily life of a tribal leader

In order to pick mushrooms, Lin Yun forgot about lunch. After the remaining bamboo forest was cleared, Lin Yun's stomach reminded him that it was time to eat. However, he still left one mushroom in each mushroom nest. What we pay attention to is sustainable development.

When I returned home with my "children" who didn't make any noise because of the extra meal, I saw my brother huddled pitifully on the stone bench. His well-tailored shirt was about to burst, and the legs of his trousers were raised. It was so big that it made him feel uncomfortable all over.

When had Lin Yun ever seen his brother in such a sorry state? Well, although I haven't seen it before, at least I have touched my well-dressed brother.

I remembered that after I issued the tailoring skill card yesterday, I estimated the line I drew based on my brother's stature, and it turned out that the margin was still a bit insufficient. Fortunately, I am here today, so I can tailor my clothes accordingly.

"Yun Yun, you're back. You must be tired! Come and sit down." Seeing Lin Yun coming back, Lin Mo quickly put down the mushrooms he was washing and said flatteringly, "Look, there are only so many mushrooms left. They will be ready soon." It’s packed!”

"Brother, you did a great job!" Lin Yun praised him without hesitation. On the terrace, there are mushrooms lined up in a dustpan, all with their handles facing up.

Thinking of mushroom sauce, mushroom soup, cold mushrooms, fried mushrooms and other delicacies, my mouth watered and my stomach growled.

"Brother, he must be hungry too. I'm going to cook right now. I'll add some fried mushrooms soon."

"Do you need my help?"

"No, we're eating in the corridor of the Bamboo House. Brother, just set the table and stuff." What are you talking about, this kitchen killer?

Thinking of his own experience, Lin Mo touched his nose awkwardly. Wow, it’s so hard to have sex with my wife!

Lunch is very simple. After all, a fish as big as this morning can't be eaten in one meal.

Heat the rice, add mushrooms to the fish soup and cook for a while, then add a plate of scrambled eggs with mushrooms.

In the corridor, the two sat facing each other, eating lunch contentedly.

Sure enough, even carnivores can’t resist the delicious taste of mushrooms.

After lunch, Lin Yun pulled Lin Mo to the floor, took out a sewing box and blue fabric, and prepared to sew an autumn nightgown and a long-sleeved jacket for his brother.

Lin Mo looked at his wife who was busy working on him and was very moved. The daughter-in-law he raised was really becoming more and more capable.

Bathrobe-style pajamas are relatively simple. Make this for your brother first, and you can take a nap afterward.

After the experience of sewing cushions and quilts in the past few days, Lin Yun has been able to sew fine and smooth stitches quickly and steadily.

Taking the underwear and nightgown made by his wife, Lin Mo took a quick bath. He shut the door ruthlessly to one dog and two birds, and then made love to his wife with excitement.

Finally got my wish. Lin Mo showed a satisfied smile in his sleep.

Lin Yun leaned on the familiar chest, listening to the familiar heartbeat, and the nerves that had been tense for several days were completely relaxed.

Lin Mo's physical fitness was better. When he woke up, Lin Yun was still immersed in his sleep.

Looking at his wife's sleepy little face, Lin Mo quietly stood up and put on the old clothes that didn't fit her again.

Opening the door, in the eyes of the "children" reproachfully, he closed the door nonchalantly, "Don't wake up your master."

Hum~Who looks like you~

Lin Mo responded with the same white eyes from three pairs of eyes.

Lin Mo had discovered that Lin Yun's yard was missing bathrooms and toilets. Bathing in the bamboo building is still too inconvenient and can make you wet. You can build a bathroom next to it.

You need to stay away from the toilet. After all, there is a smell. Unlike in today's society, there are developed sewer pipes to deal with it. Moreover, it is still a good fertilizer, which will be needed for farming in the future.

He needed to return to his camp to prepare what he needed.

When Lin Yun woke up, his brother was no longer around him. However, the neat pajamas on the bed told him that it was not a dream.

Opening the door, I saw my brother digging a hole in the opposite corner of the bamboo building.

The bathroom is simple, just like a small boxy house. The base is elevated and paved with bluestone, and the house has a brick and wood structure. In order to keep warm in winter, a stove was built on the outside of one wall and connected to the large pot inside. When a fire is lit outside, the water inside will boil.

The toilet is a little more troublesome, but it is not difficult for Lin Mo now. The same small house is paved with a squat dug out of a whole stone, and connected to a pipe dug out of the stone to connect to the septic tank outside. Once it is used, it can be flushed with water to the septic tank outside.

What Lin Mo is digging now is the pit for the septic tank. When the time comes, he will place a container dug with big rocks, cover it with a stone slab, spread it with soil, and plant some citronella grass or something so that it won't stink too much.

Seeing his brother building a toilet, Lin Yun thought of the paper towels that were about to run out. If you want to speed up your own paper making, you can't wipe your butt with bamboo slices and leaves in the future.

I wonder if the bundle of bamboo and tree bark and vine bark placed in the river can be used. Let’s try papermaking tomorrow.

The toilet couldn't be built for a while, so Lin Yun sat on a stone bench to process the three baskets of mushrooms in his backpack. Put a little salt in the stone basin and wash the mud, sand and dead leaves on the mushrooms a little. After washing, thread the long needle with thread, thread the mushrooms one by one, and then hang them on the bamboo pole to wait for the sun to dry. There is no way, all the dustpan mats that can be dried are used up.

"Do you still need my help?" Lin Mo asked after finishing washing his hands.

"No, I just have a little left." There wasn't much left in the basin.

After everything was cleaned up, Lin Mo was ready to go to the lake to see how the harvest of the shrimp baskets put out in the morning was.

Because Lin Mo is by his side, Xiaobu doesn't have to follow him all the time. He can just play with Jin Ziyinzi, and by the way, he can go find resource boxes and Ziguang Bei for Lin Yun.

The differences in skills lead to differences in physical fitness. Lin Mo could carry Lin Yun on his back as easily as picking up a blade of grass, and he could run as fast as Xiao Bu.

Lin Yun couldn't refuse and could only helplessly roll his eyes at his brother's back. It's unfair, why isn't his skill reflected in his physical fitness?

If they hadn't come here now, the shrimp baskets by the lake might have perished at the bottom of the lake. A huge white shadow kept hitting the shrimp basket, and the rope pressed by the boulder could no longer hold on.

Lin Mo placed Lin Yun away from the shore, and a long wooden thatch appeared in his hand. This wooden thatch was made from the hardest tree in Lin Mo's camp, and it took him two days to polish it using mysterious energy.

He struck at Bai Ying's head with lightning speed, and then used great force to lift Bai Ying ashore.

The white shadow fell to the ground with a sound of "touch~", which seemed to be accompanied by some tearing sound.

Lin Yun saw clearly that the white shadow falling among the cotton reeds was a fish about three meters long and covered with white scales. Silver water flowed from the wound. That must be its blood.

"Silver blood and white scales, it's just called silver fish."

Lin Yun simply and crudely named the fish on the ground, and then took out a familiar identification card to identify them.

Silverbait: Lake fish, non-toxic, delicious, edible, in its larval stage, a poor child attracted by new things.

What, this 3-meter-long, at least 2-pound fish is still a baby.

Well, it does make sense for him to give up fishing.

Since it was edible, Lin Yun naturally put the whitebait in his backpack, otherwise it would not be fresh.

Lin Mo washed the bloody tip of the wood grass in the lake water, and easily moved the shrimp basket up. After taking a quick look, he saw that the shrimps in it were almost overflowing. He quickly put it in his backpack. It would be a pity if one died.