I'm not a wild eater

"Knocking with a cobblestone like this can smash the flesh of the softened plantain poles, making it easier to operate later."

After knocking a few times, Muqing would put the banana pole in the river to swing.

The location chosen by Mu Qing is very good, there are some stones in front of it blocking more than half of the water flow.

It can wash away some rotten plantain poles without washing away the fibers inside.

After repeated several times, the plantain fiber was gradually sorted out.

"Look at the plantain fiber fluttering with the water, does it look like a girl's long hair?"

"The freshly processed plantain fibers are very soft, with some plantain mucus attached to the surface, and the feel is very close to that of a girl's hair."

A plantain pole is fully processed.

Muqing put the plantain fiber aside, and pulled out a vine from the forest.

One on the left and the other on the right are tied to two trees by the edge of the forest.

Put the processed plantain fibers in the water and hang them on the vines.

"This thing is very comfortable to the touch, but it may not be necessarily hanging up."

"If there are more hanging, it will be a bit intrusive to watch in the middle of the night."

"It's better not to hang it on the hillside of the camp, just hang it here to dry naturally, and collect it tomorrow."

"I'm not afraid, mainly because I'm afraid of scaring the king."

【Great King: Am I taking the blame? 】

[Great King: Meow meow, I am the king of the forest, would you be afraid of this thing? 】

【Meow, you are at most a distant relative of the king of the forest, but you are actually a cat. 】

[Even if it is a cat, my king is not afraid of this. 】

[It turns out that apart from being afraid of heights, Master Mu has other things to be afraid of. 】

[Getting up in the middle of the night and seeing so many hair-like things floating on the hillside can really scare people to pee on the spot. 】

【Then here comes the question, does Master Mu get up at night? 】

Spread out the plantain fibers a bit.

Muqing returned to the river, picked up another one and continued to clean it.

When the sun goes down, the vines are already covered with processed plantain fibers.

Muqing spread them evenly little by little, trying to spread them evenly.

"Okay, let's put them here to blow dry."

"It should be ready to use after drying for half a day tomorrow. Try to make the pillowcase tomorrow."

"I'm still looking for meat to raise cats."

After finishing the plantain fibers and taking the dug cassava with him, Muqing climbed back along the creek.

"I caught a lot of crabs in the creek today. I decided to go all the way back to see if some of my child's crabs were washed down."

"The ones that have been raised for a long time can't run away in vain."

There is nothing to do today, Mu Qing is not in a hurry to go back to the camp.

Turning over the stones in the creek, I walked slowly all the way up.

"Hey, there are fish over here!"

Walking halfway, Mu Qing found a small pond formed naturally by a relatively slow stream, and suddenly became excited.

"Look, here!"

Adjust the lens of the live ball.

In the small pond, there are many stream fish swimming.

Fish in creeks are much more sensitive than those in rivers.

Before Mu Qing approached, he had already swam far away, quickly performing water teleportation in the small pond.

It's big, about the size of Muqing's thumb.

"In such a small stream, a stream fish like this is definitely considered a big one."

"Compared to river fish, they are more thieves. If you want to catch them, you need to make some preparations."

"Go back first, and when I come down the mountain to get the plantain fibers tomorrow, I'll catch them and eat them."

Muqing made a mark on the tree by the stream, and then walked up.

[Need to make some preparations, it seems that Master Mu knows how to catch them. 】

[Anyway, the best choice for making fish is not to be seen by Master Mu. 】

[I think the fish are small all day long, but I never intend to let them go. 】

[I have a doubt, whether Master Mu likes fish or doesn't like fish. 】

【Master Mu said long ago that fish is the best protein to bully. 】

When he was about to return to the camp, Muqing deliberately slowed down, trying not to make any noise.

Quietly.

It looks a little sneaky.

Walking to the edge of the camp, I looked at the shelter with my head.

The tense shoulders loosened, and he walked back with careless steps.

"I thought the king would be here waiting for my return."

Cassava was just soaked in the creek yesterday.

Mu Qing piled all the things dug back today under the bed.

He looked at his stockpile.