The world of beasts breeds mountains and rivers [farming]

Title: The Beast World [Tang Tian]

Author: Moon Silence Misty Rain

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Ren Heyin had no choice but to travel to the beastman world, and the culprit who cheated on him didn't give him anything other than an animal skin skirt to cover his shame, not even underwear.

Ren Heyin: ...

Although the orc world is primitive and backward, it is rich in materials and simple in heart, and it is not too difficult to live hard.He led the orcs to collect fruits and vegetables, domesticate and plant them, build houses, and make utensils——

By the way, he used the name of having dedicated his body and mind to the Beast God to fend off the swarming suitors.

until a certain day.

He found out that he found out that his partner was the Beast God.

Content tags: Traveling through time and space, farming, food, sweetness

Search keywords: Protagonist: Ren Heyin; Yun Ming┃Supporting role: Qing; Han┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: traditional and simple farming culture, less infrastructure

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☆, through

It was light again.

The thin mist covers the vast fields and mountains, covering everything with a veil.

In the morning, the soft and bright orange sunlight falls from the top of the trees and accumulates on the forest field, illuminating the mist and the low bushes at the foot of the trees more clearly.

It was cold in the morning.

Ren He hid in a small cave, covered with fallen leaves.

After opening his eyes, he brushed off the fallen leaves on his body, removed the stones blocking the outside, sat in the cave, and looked at this strange land again.

Primitive, barren, green land.

This is no longer the earth.

Ren Heyin sighed silently, and got out of the cave.

Ren Heyin turned his head to look at his fluffy and heavy fiery red long-haired tail, and moved the tip of the tail unaccustomed to it.

As an earthling, he has been wearing it for two days, and he still has difficulty accepting the fact that his head has ears on his head and his body has a long tail.

Sighing silently, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched the furry ears on the top of his head with his fingertips, and suddenly he trembled, and a numbness rose from the tailbone.

He threw himself forward, knelt on the ground on one knee, and firmly grasped the grass stalks on the ground with both hands.

"It's so fucking sensitive."

Ren Heyin muttered in a low voice.

He slept on the fallen leaves all night, his cheeks were full of red marks, and at the same time, his shoulders, waist, legs, and even his tail were all painful and numb.

That's pretty good.

At least it was much more comfortable than the day before yesterday when he slept on a tree trunk with dead vines tied around his waist.

As for the day before yesterday, he was sleeping in a warm little bed at home, covered with a soft and sunny quilt, and wearing a fluffy coral fleece pajamas.

As a result, when he slept until midnight, due to the mistake of the Space-Time Management Bureau, he was involved in the sudden turbulence of time, and his body was torn apart, leaving only the soul body.

This is worse than a thunderbolt.

And there's nowhere to reason.

The person who claimed to be the Space-Time Administration checked for a long time, and said that he could not go back to the original interface and would be rejected by time-space, and only this beastman world could accommodate him.

So the Space-Time Administration helped him reshape his body according to his soul power, and threw him here.

Ren Heyin has been here for two days and two nights. So far, there are two achievements. One is that he successfully drilled wood to make fire and got the kindling.

The other is to have a place to stay.

Although this cave is still not very safe, at least it can lie down, shelter from wind and rain, and a stone slab can be placed outside to isolate snakes and insects as much as possible.

After waking up and taking a nap, Ren He tightened the animal skin skirt on his body, rubbed his hands and feet, sniffed and walked to the side of the completely extinguished fire, scraped away the ashes, and used the charcoal and leaves collected yesterday to slowly Blow slowly, and be careful to start a fire.

Tongues of fire licked the tiny dead branches, crackling and burning, slowly emitting heat in the morning wind.

Ren Heyin sat a little closer and slowly warmed up the fire.

He caught a large rabbit-like thing yesterday, and now half of it is left. He divided it into three parts with leaves, and wrapped the leaves with mud, and put them under the burning coals. warm.

Ren Heyin went to the stream to wash his hands, and when he came back, he sniffed again, knocked open the mud shell, opened the brown leaves, and began to eat meat.

The meat was a bit fishy and a bit firewood, Ren Heyin was very hungry, but he didn't think it was too bad, he ate half a catty in two or three bites, then burped lightly, and continued to squint his eyes to warm the fire.

It was still early, and he was not so quick to hunt.

The weather is relatively cold now, and there is still dew in the woods. If you go into the woods, you will get wet and get sick easily.

He took out the animal hides pressed by big stones from the stream.

This is the animal skin of a beast similar to a big rabbit that he brought back yesterday. He needs to deal with this animal skin, which is about 1.2 meters long and more than 60 centimeters wide. Sew them together to make a fur quilt, both are useful.

Ren Heyin took out the animal skin, tightened his ten fingers, and ten sharp claws popped out from the fingertips.

He unconsciously moved the tips of the two animal ears that protruded from the top of his head, and then swung his tail.

He is no longer purely human.

Ren Heyin discovered it the day before yesterday. He is now running extremely fast and has good stamina. He chased this big rabbit for more than an hour, and he chased this rabbit so hard that he couldn't run anymore, so he caught it.

Then he drained the blood with his sharp claws like a knife, peeled the skin and ate the meat.

In fact, in this state of food shortage, drinking the blood of the big rabbit was the best choice. However, he was afraid of parasites, and he didn't have a corresponding container to cook the blood, so he reluctantly gave up.

Ren Heyin scraped the big gray rabbit skin again with his paws, trying to scrape off the attached meat and other fascia as much as possible.

He dug a hole by the stream next to the camp, put the big rabbit skin in it, brought over the ashes from the day before yesterday, and rubbed the rabbit skin with the ash over and over again.

He is very strong now, and it is estimated that he can move more than 200 kilograms of things, and it is no longer a problem to tan animal skins.

In fact, alkali and alum should be used for tanning animal hides.

He doesn't have the conditions now, so he can only barely replace it with plant ash.

After rubbing the animal skin three times, Ren Heyin opened it and checked it repeatedly, and found that there was no meat and fascia on it. He put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and there was no fishy smell.

Only then did he wash the animal skin, grab new plant ashes, pickle the animal skin, put it in the mud pit, and press it with a big stone.

He washed his hands and feet again, and wrapped them in animal skins.Put on simple leather shoes.This shoe has only one sole. First, rattan is woven into the sole, and then a whole piece of animal skin is tied on it. Then, the sole is firmly tied to the sole of the foot with rattan, and even the ankle is wrapped around a few times.

These two pieces of animal skins were cut off from the big rabbit yesterday by him. The cheating Space-Time Administration did not give him anything other than an animal skin skirt to hide his shame, not even underwear. If he is not careful, the bird will Come out and let the wind go.

When he was chasing rabbits yesterday, he only wore a pair of simple rattan shoes. He just made the soles out of rattan, and then tied them to his feet in an ugly way, so as not to be stabbed by thorns. Soon this hard-won life will be lost again.

Even so, he still had big blisters on the soles of his feet, and the ground hurt so badly when he stepped on it.

Ren Heyin extinguished the fire, and covered it with ashes to keep the charcoal.

He divided a few piles of ash here, trying to make sure everything was safe, otherwise it would be too difficult to drill wood to make fire again.

It took him most of the morning the day before yesterday, and his palms were blistered before he got angry.

After finishing, he took out the wooden barrel he had unearthed yesterday, carefully filled it with ashes and charcoal, and stuffed it with wooden wedges and weeds.

In case something unexpected happened later, for example, he was chased by wild animals and lost his way, he could survive in the new place.

He looked into the distance, the day before yesterday he walked west facing the sun, yesterday he walked north, today he should go east.

The camp he temporarily selected was in the south, and there was a mountain behind the camp, and the mountain road was always more difficult than the flat ground, so Ren Heyin decided to save it until the end to explore this side.

He walked aimlessly, observing the vegetation along the way.

There are all kinds of plants here, and he doesn't recognize any of them.

Ren Heyin's camp was in a valley, surrounded by mountains in all directions, but there was a large flat land in front of him.

He has seen beasts similar to rabbits on the flat ground, and beasts similar to muntjacs. He has also seen cows. Come on, that's no fun.

His goal is still big rabbits, and birds are also fine. He hopes to meet bamboo chickens and other birds that can't fly or can't fly far. He can also try to dig out bird eggs today.

But he only gave himself one morning, and he was ready to come back when the sun was west.

There are fish in the creek, but they are not very big. The largest one is as wide as four fingers together and more than ten centimeters long.

If he doesn't catch prey in the morning, he can catch fish in the afternoon, and then weave some baskets or nets to hold things.

This valley has not been developed, there are trees everywhere, weeds and shrubs under the trees.

Ren Heyin looked carefully as he walked.

It was autumn now, and there were very few birds laying eggs. He walked for more than an hour, and only then did he find two nests of bird eggs, a total of twelve, seven of which were the same size as quail eggs, and five that were slightly smaller than eggs.

Bird eggs are not easy to put, it will hinder the movement.

Ren Heyin didn't care about anything else, he looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was almost in the middle, so he directly found a place, slowly built a fire with dead branches, and put the bird's eggs in the fire to simmer.

The eggs cooked quickly, and within a short while, fine lines cracked on the eggs, revealing the orange yolk and white white.

Ren Heyin hurriedly pulled it out, turned his left hand over his right, and when it was cold, he ate the little bird eggs one by one, and ate them all into his stomach.

The five big eggs were put into a net bag, surrounded twice with withered vines, and carefully hung on the waist.

The eggs are already cooked, so it doesn't matter if they break, as long as they don't fall off.

After hanging the eggs and restocking the charcoal fire, he extinguished the fire again, and poured urine on it to make sure that the sparks were all gone.

Qiugan was in a hurry. If there was a fire, the entire area might be burned, and it would be difficult for him to escape.

After finishing all this, Ren Heyin was in a very happy mood.

Even if today's hunting mission is completed, he still has two servings of big rabbit meat in his camp, and he can eat one serving of bird eggs tonight and one tomorrow morning.

He is ready to return.

Halfway back, he suddenly saw several colorful birds the size of a three-pound pullet pacing.

Ren Heyin was about ten meters away from the bird, and the bird hadn't noticed him yet.

His heart froze, the fingernails popped out instantly, scratched at the waist, the withered vines around the waist broke instantly, and the thing hanging on it fell silently to his hand, and he put it on the ground.

Take a deep breath and exert strength.

Ren Heyin jumped more than three meters away.

The bird had spotted him.

"Gah!"

"Quack quack!"

These birds screamed like ducks, and they "quacked" and fled in all directions in panic, leaving behind a lot of feathers.

Ren Heyin's dark eyeballs did not move, he focused on the bird he was looking at, and after only three steps, he quietly aimed at his waist and approached the bird.

The next moment, the toenails of his toes popped out, he grasped the ground with force, and leaped over, swooping and hugging the bird.

"Gah!" The bird was frightened and slapped him desperately.

"cough cough"

Ren Heyin's nose and mouth were covered with feathers, his eyes showed coldness, and he simply knocked with both hands, aiming directly at the bird's head.

He was so strong now that the bird fell at the sound.

Ren Heyin grabbed the weakened bird and tried the bird's breath, but found nothing.

He stood there helpless.

Wait, this bird won't be killed by him, right?It will be mentioned later that the camp is not new, right?

He picked up the bird and shook it, but he didn't dare to be careless. He untied the withered vine wrapped around his waist, cut a section with his nails, and tied the bird's heel and wings together.

When he was carrying the bird and was about to leave, the animal ears on the top of his head suddenly heard the chirping of the bird.

He moved his ears and looked towards the sound of birdsong. There were dry grass and bushes all around.

He bent down, only to find that two birds were trapped in a canopy of thorny shrubs and vines about ten meters away.

I'm afraid the two birds escaped too quickly just now, and accidentally plunged into a thorny bush and got entangled.

Ren Heyin had a smile in his eyes, put down the tightly trapped bird in his hand, lay down on the ground, and moved forward cautiously while cutting off the vines with his sharp nails.

After a while, he touched the foot of one of the birds.

He carefully licked the bird, and the bird immediately turned around, slapped him with its wings, and pecked him with its beak, using all kinds of martial arts as much as possible.

The bird's claws and beak were made of steel, Ren Heyin's face and hands were covered with blood soon.

There were blood cuts on his body from the bushes, and he didn't care if there were more.

But the other bird was frightened mad by him, and struggled while making a harsh sound of "quack" intimidating.

It will soon break free from it.

Ren Heyin didn't care about anything, and hurriedly continued to tap the head of the bird in his hand with his fingers, knocking it unconscious, and then crawled forward to catch another bird.

Soon, the three birds that passed out were all in his pocket.

Ren Heyin breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

The three birds probably weighed almost twenty catties, and they were heavy to carry in the hands. In addition to the tinder bucket and bird eggs hanging on Ren Heyin's body, and the field was full of bushes and thorns, it was really difficult to walk.

Ren Heyin already had large and small skin wounds on his body, but he didn't care at all.

These three birds are enough for him to eat for at least six days!

Including the fish that may be caught later, maybe ten days will pass!

Ten days of work is enough for him to make something to improve the living environment.

It took Ren Heyin more than an hour to return to his temporary camp.

His camp is at the foot of the mountain, and the sign is very recognizable. He hasn't lost his way these days, and at most he can go a little further.

He thought it would go well this time, but when he was still more than 50 meters away from the camp, the animal ear above his head moved slightly, and suddenly he heard the voice of a person talking.

Although the voice was not real, it was indeed a human voice, and he immediately became vigilant.

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☆, tribe

Ren Heyin came back along the foot of the mountain, not directly towards his camp, so he could not see the other party, and the other party could not see him.

At this time, he was glad that the valley was full of bushes and weeds, and he could hide himself well by squatting down.

Ren He quietly hid in the withered grass and slowly approached the camp.

Before he took a few steps, he suddenly saw three tall men coming out of his camp and walking in his direction across the grass.

Ren Heyin was startled.

Before he could take any measures, the tall, strong man with a calm face said something to him.

Ren He squatted vigilantly in the grass, his round eyes staring nervously at that side, the top of his head slightly moved the tips of his ears, and after trying to distinguish for a long time, he could vaguely understand what the man said: "We saw you, I have no bad intentions, don't be afraid."

Ren Heyin was afraid that those people would trick him and deliberately trick him out, so he didn't respond.

Unexpectedly, those people took a few steps forward, and they were about to walk up to him.

Ren Heyin had no choice but to emerge vigilantly from the grass, and jumped out word by word in his half-baked orc language: "Who are you?"

He was only 22 before he came here, and he just graduated from university. After the Space-Time Administration helped him reshape his body, he seemed to be younger, and his voice was still his, but it was a little more immature than before.

The man's voice softened a bit, and he chattered again.

Ren Heyin listened to it for a long time, but didn't quite understand it.

He frowned slightly, "Can you speak slowly and repeat it? I don't quite understand your words."

The man in the middle smiled, slowed down his speech, and said word by word: "We are orcs living on the other side of the mountain, and there is our tribe there. Why are you a little orc man here?"

He made gestures, and Ren Heyin listened for a long time before he vaguely understood that there was a tribe of orcs on the other side of the mountain after turning over his camp.

His camp faces north, and the orc tribe faces south. To see them, they have to climb or go around this mountain.

Ren Heyin hasn't explored south for the past few days, so he hasn't found it yet.

He just said how did the time-space management throw him into this no-man's land, regardless of his life or death?

It turned out that the Space-Time Administration put him outside the orc tribe.

If he hadn't gone the wrong way, explored the wrong places, he would have joined the orcs on his first day.

Ren Heyin thought of many things in an instant.

He opened his mouth and replied slowly: "Someone sent me here, and they left."

"Just you now?"

Ren Heyin nodded.

The orc on the left showed an unbearable expression, "You're not an adult yet, right? How could you leave me alone?"

Ren Heyin: "I'm an adult."

The orc smiled and pointed to his head, "You can't control your ears and tail, how can you be considered an adult?"

Ren Heyin raised his hand to touch his ear, thinking of the sensitivity of the ear, he put it down halfway.

The three people on the opposite side laughed when they saw him like this.

The one in the middle asked softly, "Would you like to come to our tribe? Our tribe treats the sub-orcs very well, and we can share the cave with you."

They discovered Ren Heyin's cave.

They had never seen such a narrow cave before, looking at this sub-orc man who was not yet an adult, and thinking of their own cub, the three orc men were a little soft-hearted.

Ren Heyin was somewhat embarrassed by their invitation.

Most societies are exclusive, especially those with close relationships.

He felt quite at home here.

He has great strength, sharp claws, and can support himself.

There is a tribe nearby, maybe this tribe has cleared the corresponding dangerous factors nearby.

He didn't see any large beasts nearby, not even a snake, so as long as he was careful, safety shouldn't be a problem.

After a period of time, he made things one after another, even if he couldn't live the life he used to, it would not be a problem to live as Robinson Crusoe.

The resources here are much richer than Robinson Robinson's isolated island.

If he really went to the tribe, Ren Heyin was worried that the thoughts he revealed would cause fear among the people in the tribe. If there was friction or hostility at that time, life would definitely be worse than it is now.

He hesitated for a while.

The three men on the opposite side were very patient and didn't urge him, just stood there and waited.

After a while, Ren Heyin asked cautiously, "Can I think about it for a while?"

The man in the middle asked, "How long does it take to think about it?"

"One month?"

"One month?" The man on the opposite side didn't know why, "How long is a month?"

Ren Heyin was taken aback, and quickly realized that they had never been exposed to the concept of the moon, and hurriedly said: "It means the sun rises thirty times."

As he spoke, he pointed to the sun above his head.

This time the men faintly understood, and the man in the middle nodded, "Yes. You can also move to our tribe first, it's safer there."

The man still spoke extremely slowly this time, and Ren Heyin understood his long sentences.

Ren Heyin shook his head, and explained with gestures: "This place is very good, I want to live here, thank you."

Seeing that he was determined, the men did not force him.

The man in the middle nodded and said, "If you want to come to our tribe, you can come to us anytime."

Ren Heyin smiled gratefully, "I will."

The men didn't hold back much after they finished speaking, they rolled on the spot, and suddenly turned into two tigers, one leopard and three fierce beasts.

Ren Heyin's face turned pale with fright, his hands shook, and the birds he was carrying fell to the ground, one of them was woken up and made a rough squawking sound.

Ren Heyin hurriedly squatted down to pick it up.

When he raised his head again, the huge tiger in the middle nodded humanly towards him, then let out a low growl, landed on all four paws, jumped seven or eight meters, and climbed up the mountain.

The other two wild beasts also jumped up, and their figures quickly disappeared into the woods without a trace.

Ren Heyin's heart was still beating extremely fast.

He finally understood why this place was called the Orc Plane.

Is this really a veritable orc soon?

Ren Heyin walked softly to his camp, moved the stone next to Ashes and sat down.

Three birds were quacking, and he couldn't care less about trying to break free from the vine.

His worldview was impacted, and he had to slow down.

This delay lasted for more than half an hour.

The sun was already westward, and the mountain wind was blowing stronger and stronger, making people's skulls hurt.

Ren Heyin regained his composure. In fact, it is a good thing to have strong and kind neighbors next to him.

The three orcs gave him a very good impression just now.

Ren Heyin looked at the three birds on the ground, tied them up again, and finally tied them to a small bush next to them.

He forcibly fed some water to the birds, and then tied up the beaks.

These three birds should be unable to break free.

If there are other animals attracted by the bird later, he just caught them, saving him from going out to hunt.

After Ren Heyin took care of the bird, he started a fire again. First, he lit a pile of fire and placed it in the cave where he slept, to heat up a little bit of heat, so as not to be unbearable in the cold at night.

Afterwards, he built a bonfire at the original site, took out the bird's eggs from his waist, put them on the side of the fire to simmer, dug out the last piece of rabbit meat left over from yesterday, and threw it into the fire to roast.

Without a suitable container, he has been drinking raw water for several days.

Generally drink during the day, when the sun is good, you can see with the naked eye whether there is anything in the water.

This stream is not big, but not too small. It is more than one meter wide. It originates from two nearby mountains. The stream is very cold and clear. Although there are fish, it does not look dirty.

Ren Heyin roasted big rabbit meat and bird eggs, and took out the big rabbit skin that had been tanned in the morning from the mud pit, put it in the lower reaches of the stream, washed it repeatedly, wrung it out as much as possible, and shook it several times. Put it on the campfire to roast.

After finishing all this, he sat on the stone and rested while warming himself by the fire, and called out the system by the way.

This is his biggest golden finger, specially provided by the Space-Time Administration.

After opening it, you can search for things on it, which is similar to the Baidu and Google he used before.

It's a pity that it can only be used for 5 minutes a day, and the time will disappear automatically, and it will not be called out until the next day.

Ren Heyin carefully wrote a few Chinese characters on the page in the void in the firelight: How to make pottery

Then a little search.

The information pops up quickly on the page.

While watching carefully, Ren Heyin nervously took notes on the ground with a branch: kneading mud (to eliminate air bubbles), making blanks, printing blanks (dry in the shade, not exposed to the sun, placing them at an angle, and pat them after half-drying), sharpening blanks, dangling Glaze, (drawing blank, mixing water), applying outer glaze, digging bottom foot, applying bottom glaze.

After taking notes, Ren Heyin glanced at the lower left corner of the search box, and there were only 26 seconds left in the countdown.

Ren Heyin quickly faced the steps of one side, in which the two steps of drawing blank and mixing water can be omitted.

After the comparison, the search engine flashed and then disappeared.

Ren Heyin let out a long breath.

This golden finger is too weak, and I don't know when it will grow longer.

He searched clay yesterday and the day before.

Naihe spent two 5 minutes, but did not find out any effective information. He only knew that clay generally exists in nature and is a wide range of natural resources.

Ren Heyin had heard people say that the silt deposited at the bottom of the river can be used to make pottery, and the very fine soil on the mountain can also be used to make pottery.

He can't go too far either, so tomorrow he will try to dig a few more places.

He looked at the notes in the place, carefully read them several times, and memorized them several times, and then wrote the keywords on the slate with charcoal.

The 5 minutes of search time every day is too precious, Ren Heyin wants to save as much as possible to search for other useful knowledge.

After he got down, he went to see the fire in the cave.

He only put a few sticks of firewood, and the fire burned out long ago and the wood was extinguished.

He swept out the charcoal, and moved a stone slab to cover the hole to make sure there was still some heat.

After finishing all this, he beat his sore waist and legs, returned to the fire, and ate the bird eggs and big rabbit meat.

Another day passed.

Ren Heyin got up and walked to the edge of the camp he had cleared out, and scratched lightly on the tree trunk with his nails.

He was thrown into this world at dawn the day before yesterday, and now he has passed three days and two nights, and is about to spend the third night.

Ren Heyin solemnly drew the third horizontal stroke.

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☆, little beast

On the fourth day, Ren Heyin woke up very early.

He dried the big rabbit skin yesterday and put it on his waist and abdomen, warming it all night, the quality of sleep reached the peak after coming to this world, and his mood became very happy.

He stretched his waist, lit a fire, first roasted the fire for a while, and then simmered the eggs for a while.

He ate the last two eggs left over from last night, went to the bushes at the edge of the camp to look at the three birds he had caught yesterday, stood there looking at them for a long time, and stretched out his hand to the thinnest bird among them.

"Gah!"

The three birds that had been sleeping soundly were startled and struggled under the bushes in fright.

Ren Heyin sighed slightly, touched the fluffy bird's head, picked up the selected bird, and went to the stream to kill the bird.

How do you say that sentence: Birds, birds, don’t blame me, you are a dish in the world?

Ren Heyin thought endlessly, making himself laugh.

When things came to an end, he suddenly remembered that he still wanted to fish yesterday, so he hurriedly put down the tightly tied bird, walked into the weeds and bushes outside the camp, and grabbed a large bundle of flexible branches in two or three strokes.

He can weave some nets and bamboo poles.

This kind of thing is not difficult, just arrange it and weave it according to the direction of warp and weft.

He planned to search for the weaving method of back baskets in two days, to see if he could weave some back baskets for daily use.

He moved quickly, and he wove the wooden board in two or three strokes.

This is something like a straw mat. Because it is made of branches, this wooden support can stand up, and it is more flexible and load-bearing.

It took about an hour, and Ren Heyin weaved two pieces of wooden supports according to the width of the stream. He made gestures, and then tried to slightly bend the wooden supports to support the two sides of the stream.

The wooden support is very useful and can fully support it. He specially left a wider gap when weaving, so that the wooden support does not hinder the flow of the stream at all.

Ren Heyin found two big stones from a distance, and dug up the soil, preparing to fix one of the wooden supports in the stream later.

After he was done, he chose a section where the stream was wider and the water flow was gentler. He held the bird he had chosen upside down, slit its neck, and dripped the bird's blood into the stream.

The blood had been dripping for quite a while, and the bloody smell permeated the air. The smell was very strong and not pleasant.

Ren Heyin noticed that a lot of fish had been attracted to them, their black backs slipping under the water surface, it seemed that there were a lot of them.

After allowing the blood to drip for a while, he threw the bled bird into the camp, quickly inserted the wooden stake in the upper stream about ten meters away from the bird's blood, and fixed it with stones and soil.

He himself took the remaining piece of wooden board, and started to move the wooden board up to the bottom of the stream from far downstream.

There are quite a few fish in the stream that were attracted by the smell of blood. When Ren Heyin drove the fish up all the way, the fish in this section of the stream were frightened and fled desperately up and down the stream, but they were all stopped by Mu Taizi. The sound of water is endless.

After a while, dozens of fish, big and small, were swarming between the two wooden slats, so crowded that they couldn't swim.

When Ren Heyin saw it, he couldn't help but think of the scene described in the elementary school textbooks: the spores were beaten with sticks and the fish was shaken with ladles, and the pheasants flew into the rice cooker.

The fish and animals here are not inferior at all.

There was a smile on Ren Heyin's snow-white face, his teeth were small and neat, he seemed to be in a good mood.

His eyesight and speed are now much better than when he was a human, and his strength is so great that he can catch fish without breaking a sweat.

"One, two, three..."

One by one, Ren Heyin threw the big fish jumping around under his hands ashore, and threw the small fish downstream to let them continue to grow. After a while, he threw all the fish that were three fingers wide or more up.

After catching the fish, he lifted two pieces of wood and went to the shore to count roughly. This time he caught at least more than 60 fish, estimated to weigh more than 20 kilograms.

This time catching fish is much more cost-effective than going out hunting.

Ren Heyin's eyes crooked.

Before the fish was dead, he quickly took out the internal organs of the fish and cleaned them.

His fingernails popped out, and with a light stroke of the sharp nails, the fish belly was cut open like tofu. He then took out the internal organs, dug out the gills of the fish, washed off the blood, and put the fish on the wood used for fishing just now. on board.

He didn't throw away the offal, he just threw it in the mud pit dug yesterday to tan the big rabbit skin.

When he finishes other things in the afternoon, he can use these viscera to lure fish a little further downstream, bake some small dried fish and store them in case of emergencies.

He was fast with his hands and feet, and he cleaned up the fish in less than half an hour.

The fish are crowded together on the wooden stand.

Ren Heyin broke off a few wrist-thick trees, broke off the branches and leaves, and left the branches on them. After inserting them into the soil with force, he put two pieces of wood with fish on them.

Then he went to gather a batch of dead branches, and lighted a small fire under the wooden pole to slowly roast the dried fish.

It is exposed to the sun here, and there is a fire underneath. It is estimated that it will take two or three days to completely dehydrate the dried fish. It will not be a problem to store it for two or three months. It will be eaten when there is insufficient food in winter.

After Ren Heyin cleaned the fish, he cleaned the bird and put it on the fire to roast slowly.

He looked back at the sky, at this time the sun had risen in the sky, and the temperature had also risen.

Ren Heyin planned to dig some mud.

He searched for a long time, but couldn't find the right tool, so he decided to use a big rabbit skin first, wrap a piece of mud first, wash and bake it at night, and it would not hinder the use at night.

Ren Heyin specially found three places to dig mud, one is the yellow mud on the mountain, one is the brown mud at the foot, and the other is the black mud in the gentle place of the stream.

After the clay box came back, Ren Heyin squeezed it carefully with his hands to pick out small stones and other sundries.

Then he dug three pits by the stream, put the mud in the pits and washed it carefully, only the mud as fine as paste, and other rough and large particles were ignored.

After washing it all over, the sun is already westward.

Ren Heyin was tired and hungry, washed his hands and feet, sat by the fire and ate most of the bird roasted in the morning, and went to the other two fires to check the dried fish.

He has turned it over several times. The dried fish is half-dried and smells delicious. He picked up a piece and bit it in his mouth. The meat is soft and delicious, with little fishy smell, which is a good ration.

Ren Heyin was very satisfied, turned over the dried fish again, then climbed into the cave where he was sheltered, curled up and took a nap.

In the afternoon, he checked the three kinds of soil washed out in the morning.

The mud had been half-dried in the ground, and he started kneading the mud like kneading dough.

After kneading for a long time, he kneaded the mud until smooth and delicate, then patted the mud into a cuboid shape, and put it on the big leaves to dry in the sun.

In the next two days, he will wash some more soil, and then he can start making utensils.

In the evening, Ren Heyin took the viscera of the small fish killed in the morning and two pieces of wood, and went a little downstream to catch another fish.

This time the harvest was slightly less, but it was still about twenty catties.

Ren Heyin repeated the work of killing fish and grilling fish.

He gutted the fish and put it away from the camp