I'm not a wild eater

Mu Qing smiled, gestured with a bamboo stick, cut the old bamboo into three sections, then cut each section in half and then in half into four.

One end of each short bamboo was sharpened, and a small opening was pried out at the other end with a machete.

Putting the chopped short bamboo aside, Muqing dragged out another old bamboo, cut it into four and put it aside.

Finally, pull a new bamboo, cut it open, remove the bamboo joints, remove the inner side, and cut it into thin bamboo slices.

"Compared to making walls for tree houses, the shelter has no windproof requirements, and there is no need to calculate wind power. It is much simpler to upgrade the walls."

"If it goes well, I can finish the first floor before dark."

"At that time, set up a few more traps on the periphery of the wall, hum."

"It's good to make it like a bamboo forest. I can catch people alive. I want to see who is stealing my meat."

Mu Qing counted seven short bamboos and came out, walked to the side of the shelter near the camp, and used the bamboos against the shelter.

"I've cut the bamboo to be a bit longer, and now I'm going to knock the pointed end into the soil to make it stand upright."

Picking up a stone of suitable size from the stove, Muqing held the short bamboo with one hand, keeping it tilted very slightly.

Holding a stone in one hand, he knocked the pointed end of the short bamboo into the soil.

The originally long bamboo strips gradually became the right length after part of them were buried in the soil.

Muqing pushed the short bamboo inwards hard, and it happened to be stuck on the wood above.

Muqing pulled out a fixed bamboo strip, split it in two to make it thinner, passed through the small opening at the top of the short bamboo, and tied it to the wood above it.

Push the short bamboo with your hands.

"I didn't expect that this kind of quarter bamboo is actually quite hard."

"They're not load-bearing, they're just used to fix the woven wall, and the hardness is enough."

When building the shelter, in addition to the four main load-bearing columns, Muqing also fixed a lot of dog bone trees as supports.

In the middle of every two dog-bone branches, Muqing added another short bamboo.

After finishing all three sides, Mu Qing stepped back and took a look.

"I just want to fiddle with it, and it turns out that the density exceeds the tree house."

"Originally, I wanted to fix another long bamboo horizontally in the middle, but now it seems that I don't need it."

[Hand: I'm afraid this is not going well. 】

[Tree House: No need, no need. 】

[I don't know who is not good at it, but actually fell in love with Mu Ye's grain storage. 】

【Thinking of the two birds before, one was eaten just by looking at Mu Ye's bed. 】

[I think, Master Mu doesn't need to rush to wrap up the first floor, first attract more small animals. 】

[As long as there is food in it, there will be a smell floating out. 】

[This is half bamboo and half wood, are you sure Muye can bear it? 】

"That must be unbearable. I have to wake up in the middle of the night."

"I'm going to weave three walls that are the same as the tree house and fix them on the outside to cover up the bamboo and dog bone trees inside."

"Hey, I forgot the pot."

The water in the pot was completely boiling, Mu Qing went to the table, and put the good white flower sheep's hooves into the boiling pot.

After waiting for another two or three minutes, put the pot on the table.

I took a handful of new bamboos to the open space in the middle of the camp.

"Most of the bamboo brought back this time has been used for water pipes. Even if the remaining bamboo is added, it is only enough to finish the first floor."

"There is a human smell on the bed, and small animals should not dare to go up to look for food."

Take out the long bamboo strips that you measured before, and cut the bamboo to a suitable length.

Process it into thick and wide bamboo slices, and start weaving the walls of the camp according to the shape of the tree house.

Under the tree stump in the distance, a small head emerged from the pile of fallen leaves, watching Mu Qing's behavior curiously.

"Facts have proved that ordinary people are not as talented as I am when it comes to playing with bamboo."

Before the sky was completely dark, Mu Qing shook the woven "bamboo mat" on his hands, and showed it in front of the camera very embarrassingly.

There are two other smaller pieces at the foot.

The time spent weaving three pieces of bamboo is at least half that of building a tree house.

"I'll take these over and compare them now. If every direction is suitable, I can finish it. Just fix it on these pillars."

Muqing took a large piece of woven bamboo mat, pressed it on the wood of the shelter, and wove the insufficient parts inside to minimize the gap between the mat, the ground and the wall.

Finish it off.

On one side wind several slender bamboo strips, loosely tied to the wood of the shelter.

Get up, enter under the bed of the shelter from the front, and fasten the whole mat to the post and the crossbar above.

"It feels more fixed than a tree house, it's very flat."

Mu Qing stretched out his hand to touch it, and nodded in satisfaction.

All three walls were fastened, and it was completely dark.

Mu Qing blew up the fire on the stove and borrowed water to burn it.

Dry before taking them out from under the bed, because there is no soaked olive without enough nectar.

While lighting the fire, while eating leisurely.

Looked inside and outside the camp.

"The water diversion was completed today, and there will be water available in the camp in the future. I feel that the standard of living has improved."

"And upgraded the shelter to get the bottom three walls out and it's a nice looking one."

"As long as I don't stop, I will always feel full of energy. Once I stop, I will die, and I will feel tired all at once."