I'm not a wild eater

【Master Mu wants to abduct the cat and come back to masturbate, but there is still a long way to go. 】

【Master Mu is already fast. When I abducted my cat, I put cat food in the same place at the same time every day. After a month, it didn’t run away when it saw me. 】

"Hey, the king hesitated just now under the temptation of food, and didn't run away immediately."

"It shows that its subconscious already thinks that I won't pose too much threat to it."

"This is a very good phenomenon, and this is the first step towards success in stroking cats"

The king ran away, and Mu Qing didn't need to be careful.

He strode back to the camp, found a basket and poured out the brook fish and hung it aside.

Use a clay pot to catch water and burn it on the stove, take out the big bamboo shoots, peel off the bamboo shoots and split them in half.

Cut into thick slices with banana leaves, pour into the pot and cook.

After drinking the remaining half bottle of honey water, clean the water bottle, randomly insert a piece of wood next to the water pipe, turn the washed water bottle upside down on the wood, and let it drain naturally.

After washing the water bottle, all the fish in the basket are gone. Take the fish down and simply scrape the scales to remove the internal organs.

Pick out the small ones, string half of them and hang them on a branch beside them.

Half of it was put in Dawang's canteen.

A few larger brook fish were left, skewered with thin bamboo sticks, and placed on a plate on the table.

"The brook fish has a lot of spines, and it's the best for frying. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and eaten together with the spines."

"Although I have a bit of oil, I'm not willing to use it for frying fish. It will lose a lot if it sticks to the pan."

"When the bamboo shoot soup is cooked, I'll put some oil on it and bake it. It's also delicious to eat it with fish bones."

After the meal was arranged for the evening, Muqing took out the twisted spindle, sat on the bed in the shelter, and began to fiddle with the rope.

"I'm going to roll it up first, so it will be more convenient to operate later."

Pulling out a section of the plantain rope, he first wound it around his two fingers more than ten times.

Pull your finger out of the plantain rope that is wrapped around it, and circle it vertically with the plantain rope.

Make more than ten laps horizontally and more than ten laps vertically.

After wrapping a big plantain rope ball in his hand, Mu Qing twisted the rope.

Pull through the end of the rope and start over, rolling the remaining rope from the spindle into a second ball.

"Look, don't these look like two balls of yarn?"

"I think my group is not very round and not very good-looking. If this job is done by an ingenious girl, it may be better."

"Keep this spindle for now, maybe it will be used later."

Muqing put the spindle in the corner under the bed.

I looked at the somewhat messy first floor of the shelter.

Muqing put the cooked food on the stove to the table.

Enter the first floor with a bowed back, and cut off the bamboo strips that fix the bamboo wall on the left and right sides.

Take down the bamboo wall and put it on the bed first.

The bamboo that had been fixed before was untied and pulled out, and thrown by the stove as firewood to burn.

"Originally, I thought about wrapping up the entire first floor and making a few traps outside."

"Now that there is a king, it is possible to accidentally injure it, and traps must not be made, so these two bamboo walls are meaningless on the first floor.

"I removed it and fixed it at the head and end of the bed later, so that I feel more secure when I sleep at night."

The vine walls on both sides were removed, and the pits on the ground were leveled with feet.

Muqing dragged out all the spare firewood stored on the first floor, selected a few pieces of relatively uniform thickness, and cut them into short pieces of about [-] centimeters each.

Picking up a big stone, hunched over and entered the first floor.

Use a wooden stick to draw a straight line near the inner side of the mountain.

Take out the cut logs and knock them into the ground one by one along the front to isolate the inside and outside of the first floor.

Move all the firewood to the bed position, and stack the spare firewood on the inside of the first floor.

Pull two bamboos from the pile, process them, and weave them into two square bamboo baskets.

Put the dug up cassava into one of the bamboo baskets and put it back on the side under the bed.

For the remaining bits and pieces, those that can be hung are hung up, and those that cannot be hung are put into another bamboo basket.

Next to the bamboo baskets for storing cassava, they are arranged side by side.

【I guess, Master Mu must feel very comfortable. 】

[I also really like this neat feeling, things at home must be stored in categories. 】

【Wow, Master Mu, I want to be a fan until I am old. I even have to pour the leftovers into a rectangular storage box, and then put them in the refrigerator. 】

[Why do you need a rectangular storage box? 】

[In the world of obsessive-compulsive disorder, normal people do not understand. 】

[But it looks really comfortable like this. 】

Mu Qing went to the campsite and washed his hands, watching from a distance, he really felt much more comfortable.

Chapter 132 Get Out the Pillow First

"I've wanted to clean up this place for a long time."

"At first, I didn't have time, but later I thought, when the door is closed, it won't be visible."

"Comfortable."

Mu Qing flicked the water in his hand, and looked at the clay pot on the table.

"It took a lot of time to weave two big bamboo baskets, and the soup was cold."

Muqing put the clay pot back on the stove, raised the fire to make the soup boil again, and put it on the table.