I'm not a wild eater

Chapter 120 I got molested again

He took two wooden sticks, put the clay pot on the stove on the table, pushed out the baked cassava from the edge of the stove, and clamped it to the table.

Using chopsticks to clamp the boiled egg into the ceramic bowl, I looked at the hot water underneath.

Poured out a small half cup.

Picking up a wide leaf from the side, put the peeled eggshell on the leaf, and took a bite of the boiled egg.

"Eggs, fried, boiled, or fried, feel very weightless."

"It's better to boil it, it looks more interesting, and it's delicious."

The poached eggs were really nothing to rave about.

Mu Qing stuffed the other half into his mouth and finished eating, and drank half a glass of water.

Take out a larger cassava, break it open, and dig a little with a wooden spoon to taste it.

"It's not broken, it's sweet and has a good taste."

"The taste of this kind of large cassava is very close to that of sweet potatoes. In addition, it is roasted, and the water content is less, so it tastes very cottony."

"It's much tastier than cassava."

After eating the two largest cassava, Muqing drank the water in the cup contentedly.

There was still some water left in the pot, because the cooking time was a bit long, so Muqing chose to waste it if conditions allowed.

Poured another bottle of water into it, put it on the stove, and added firewood to it to make the fire vigorous.

Take the machete and walk to the side of the forest.

"After so many days, the smell from the big trap should have almost dissipated."

"I still have plenty of time today. I'll cut down two suitable small trees and come back. One will be used as a torch and the other will be used as a spear."

"Wait to go over and set up the trap again, and chop some plantains by the way."

There are a lot of plantains growing above the big trap, it seems that the tree is not very old, Muqing originally wanted to keep it for raising.

If there are really no supplies in the future, go to chop banana cores and come back to eat.

Now, they have greater value.

After passing the vine wall, Muqing looked at the bamboo scattered on the hillside.

"I don't need them today, so I'll drag them back tomorrow."

"Anyway, I won't run long."

[Zhuzi: Scumbag, just get him back and forget about it. 】

【Mu Ye: Let you wait obediently, who made you run around, scumbag. 】

[I thought Master Mu was so angry that he didn't want it anymore. 】

[At first glance, it was cut back after calculating what to use it for, how could it not be used anymore. 】

【In case you run away with really long legs, let's see where you cry. 】

[I can't have long legs, maybe I can slide down bit by bit, come here tomorrow and see that they all slipped to the foot of the mountain. 】

Muqing cut down two small trees in the jungle and brought them back.

A tree with three outwardly branching branches at the top.

The other is thin, long and straight.

The two are about the same length, looking at about two meters.

Back at the camp, Muqing first cut off a piece of wood with branches, leaving a length of about one meter.

Take out the pine stump left over from the torch before from under the bed, clamp it with bamboo clips, and put it in the stove to dry some.

Chop three good sized pieces and add some tinder.

Add a few branches, tie the head and tail with vines, make a torch and put it aside.

Then he took out another long, thin and straight piece of wood, sharpened one end, and pressed it with his hands.

"I've tried to sharpen them as much as possible, but it still doesn't feel right."

"I'm going to temper it and make the top a little harder."

Mu Qing took a look, moved a big log from the side, and filled a bamboo tube with water and put it aside.

Stretch the wood into the stove and burn it, and put it in a bamboo tube to run hot water.

The stone on the side is to grind off the excessively carbonized wood and burn it on the fire again.

[Quenching completed, fire attribute +1]

[Quenching completed, hardness +]

[Isn't it only metal that can do this?Wood is okay too? 】

【Looking at Master Mu like this, it should be possible. 】

[I don’t know about such a big piece of wood. I used small bamboo sticks for fishing hooks, and they will harden. 】

After repeating it several times, Mu Qing once again used his palm to feel the sharpness and hardness of the wood.

"It feels much better now, and it should be enough after one pass."

After finishing the wooden stick, Mu Qing didn't set off right away.

He cut two large lengths of bamboo, cut them into wide strips, and sat on the edge of the table to sharpen them.

"Several thorns in the trap were broken by the little wild boar, and it has been used for a long time. This time, it's better to replace it with a new batch."

"I haven't even removed the inside of these bamboos. They are thick enough and hard enough."

After the sharp thorns were finished, Mu Qing walked around the camp and pulled out another small bamboo.

Split and cut long bamboo strips, and cut off a part of the inside to make the bamboo strips thinner.

Put the sharpened thorns, long bamboo strips, and the mouse internal organs prepared before, all into the bamboo basket.