As an old demon from Montenegro, he just wants to farm and doesn't want to fight and kill

Qi Yuan went to the city yesterday to buy a lot of things, although there are still many things he hasn't bought, but he doesn't plan to go to the city again anytime soon.

Because he bought a pot and some other things, Qi Yuan finally had hot meals and could drink hot water these days.

The only thing that bothers him is that every morning when he wakes up, he will sleep on the ground.Because of this, he no longer slept on rocks, but even if he put his bedding on the ground, it was useless. Anyway, when he woke up in the morning, his whole body would always have an intimate contact with the soil on the ground like that.

When Qi Yuan woke up this morning, he found that he had bitten the thousand-year-old ginseng again. Since he bit the ginseng that day, he hadn't bitten it again. here we go.

Although this matter made Qi Yuan feel very wrong, but now that he is a monster, he also regards this matter as instinct.

Qi Yuan walked out of the cave and prepared to find something to eat as before, but he just stood at the entrance of the cave and stretched, when he suddenly felt something was wrong with the air today.

Qi Yuan felt that the air was not right, he didn't know why he felt very happy from the bottom of his heart.Qi Yuan felt it carefully, and then realized that it was going to rain.

Qi Yuan didn't react when he realized this, but when he did, he immediately got busy.

He first found a lot of dry branches and grass near the cave, and then quickly moved these things into his cave. At the same time, he dug a ditch at the entrance of his cave to lead down the mountain.

When he finished dealing with these and was thinking about whether to go out to find some fruits and come back, the originally bright sky suddenly turned dark.Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, it is impossible for Qi Yuan to go out to pick fruit even at this time.

If it's not raining, Qi Yuan can still go out to gather some things and come back, but if it's raining, he'll be fine.So Qi Yuan went straight back to the cave and carried the persimmons he picked earlier to the entrance of the cave, and then brought a simple plane he made, and then sat at the entrance of the cave to raise a fire, and then began to give the persimmons peeling.

Speaking of which, Qi Yuan didn't plan to pick persimmons before, because persimmons are not easy to preserve, and wild persimmons are sweet, but they are too small.

It was only when he realized that it was no longer possible to buy fresh fruits here all the time, did he pick some persimmons and use them to make dried persimmons.

Because he had too many things to do before, he threw the persimmons in the cave after picking them back.It just happened that he was fine today, so he remembered it, and started making it.

Speaking of which, the persimmon cake is quite simple, if it is too troublesome, he will probably give up directly.

When Qi Yuan finished peeling two persimmons, a strong wind started to blow outside the cave.As a result, the fire at the entrance of the cave was destroyed immediately. Qi Yuan threw the half-cut persimmons and planes on the ground, and immediately brought some firewood to block the place near the entrance of the cave. The fire was surrounded.

When he finished all this, it finally started to rain outside.

Hearing the sound of rain hitting the ground outside, Qi Yuan was a little melancholy at first, but at this moment he missed his house in Hyundai even more.

But this idea didn't last long, because at this moment he really wanted to go out and get in the rain.He didn't know why he suddenly had such an idea, but there was no way to get rid of this idea after it arose from his heart.

Qi Yuan felt the cold air in the air, he didn't like to be in the rain, but he yearned for the rain in his heart.

In order to divert his attention, Qi Yuan stopped watching the rainy scene outside, and began to peel the persimmons again.

Sure enough, after doing something, Qi Yuan no longer had that strong thought of being exposed to the rain, and was thinking about where would be a better place to hang persimmons.

Because he was the only one to eat, Qi Yuan didn't make many persimmons, and soon fifty or so persimmons were peeled off.

After Qi Yuan peeled the persimmons, he removed the leaves from the stalks, and then took out a clay pot, filled it with water, put it on the fire and started to boil the water.

While waiting for the water to boil, Qi Yuan put some white wine in a bowl and put it aside for later use.

Because it took a long time to boil the water, Qi Yuan took advantage of this spare time to start tidying up.He put all the persimmon skins aside, then took out the rope and tied it to the T-shaped branch at the handle of the persimmon, and soon these fifty or so persimmons were tied to five ropes.After doing all this, Qi Yuan felt a little hungry, so he put two sweet potatoes beside the fire.

When the water in the clay pot boiled, Qi Yuan passed the persimmons one by one in the boiling water.After the persimmons were soaked in the water, they were rolled in the white wine again, before they were hung by Qi Yuan near the fire.

When Qi Yuan was doing all this last night, the sweet potatoes beside the fire also exuded a sweet aroma.

Qi Yuan stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, stretched out his hands to wash his hands in the rain, and then walked back to the fire and began to eat roasted sweet potatoes.

After eating the sweet potatoes, Qi Yuan suddenly felt a little lonely, and because he was busy all day these days, he didn't feel much.At this moment, he suddenly thought of Yin Xueer. Although she was very stupid and liked to chatter, at least the cave would not be as deserted as it is now.

When Qi Yuan thought of Yin Xue'er, he thought of Lanruo Temple again.For Lanruo Temple, he always felt that it was very dangerous. Although the monsters and ghosts there looked good, it was difficult to change people's subjective consciousness. It can only be said that those TV dramas had too much influence on him.

Qi Yuan, who had nothing to do, began to think about it again and again, the more Qi Yuan thought about it, the more depressed he felt, and the more he wanted to go back to modern times.

Realizing this, Qi Yuan started to plan in order not to let himself be too depressed.

He first pulled down what he had now, and then began to calculate what else he needed to buy.

He even planned whether to pick those wild fruits on the Black Mountain or not. When he finished thinking about it, he still felt bored.

So he began to look around, and finally set his sights on the vines at the entrance of the cave.

A few days ago, he found that the vine was very tough, so he thought of the mushrooms that would appear after the rain.

He knew that the rain would not last long, at most it would stop tonight.Although he didn't know why he knew it so clearly, he still believed in the result he got.

So he decided to pick mushrooms tomorrow morning, and naturally he needed a basket to pick mushrooms.But he didn't have a basket here, so he was going to try to make one by himself. Although he hadn't learned it before, he felt that the principle of making a basket was quite simple.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan immediately started to use his hands. He first picked those vines, then disposed of all the leaves on the vines, and then chose vines of similar thickness and started to try to weave something.

Since he has never knitted before, he chose the easiest method.That is like the cardboard boxes of later generations, that is, it is first woven into a square, and then the four corners are cut off, and then a section is woven outside.After he finished weaving the whole square, he began to erect the section that was woven four weeks ago, and then connected it with vines.

Soon a simple square basket appeared in front of Qi Yuan, but it was a pity that this basket was a bit stylish and very ugly.

Even so, Qi Yuan was still very satisfied, so he took two sweet potatoes and put them in for a try. As a result, the vine that could have been regarded as a basket immediately turned into a handbag.

Qi Yuan looked at the vine bag in his hand, and could only resign himself to his fate and sit back in his original position to continue thinking.

When he weaved again this time, he added some branches that were not easy to break. This time it was finally not the same as the previous one, and the style was much better than the previous one.But it's still ugly, and the most important thing is that it's a bit heavy. The basket alone weighs about four or five catties.

But Qi Yuan is still very happy, because now he is simply a strong man, and the weight of the basket can be completely ignored.

So Qi Yuan began to weave again, and the further Qi Yuan got to the back, the better Qi Yuan weaved.He stopped after weaving three, because he suddenly thought that since he has such great strength, why not weave a big one!There are so many things like this!

"The more you live, the more stupid you are." Qi Yuan patted his forehead after he finished speaking.

Qi Yuan suddenly thought of those back cages in the countryside in the later generations, and suddenly felt that the back cages were quite good, but the back cages were so big, he felt that he might not be able to make them with his own skills alone.

In the end, Qi Yuan did it tentatively, and ended up making something that looked like a mess, but it was still able to hold things.

Looking at these masterpieces of his own, Qi Yuan immediately became a little discouraged, and finally stopped looking at those things at all, and started thinking about what to eat.

Before he went down the mountain because of the weather, he didn't buy much meat. As of today, there is only the last piece as big as a palm.

Qi Yuan took the meat over, and suddenly felt a craving for boiled pork slices, but he didn't have chili here, so he could only think about it.

In the end, Qi Yuan still fried a dish with cabbage, and then served porridge as his own dinner.

Because of the rain, the sky was very dark, and even at this moment the cave was too dark to see anything.

Qi Yuan distressedly took out the oil lamp he bought earlier and lit it, and then extinguished the fire.

In the past few days, Qi Yuan was also used to going to bed early and getting up early, so he was a little sleepy at the moment, so he walked to his sleeping place with the oil lamp in his hand.

When he saw the bedding on the ground, he suddenly found that the bedding was a little wet. He knew that the bedding was wet, but luckily it wasn't particularly wet.

Qi Yuan put down the oil lamp, then laid out the quilt, then blew out the oil lamp, lay down on the quilt and began to fall asleep.

Qi Yuan soon fell into a deep sleep, but today he had a rare dream, dreaming that he was swimming in the sea of ​​mushrooms, and a happy smile appeared on his face as he dreamed.