I'm not a wild eater

[It's hard to say, didn't the alarm clock come before? 】

[The alarm clock was not sent to make Master Mu's life more comfortable. 】

[Send it here to show off and then leave, the shepherd is so mad, hahaha. 】

【I want to leave after sending it here, it's no wonder that Master Mu didn't work hard. 】

The pillows are also ready, and the raft is also ready.

Mu Qing looked up at the sky, and the day was coming to an end.

The length of day and night in this place has always been about the same, and Muqing gradually mastered the skill of inferring the time based on the weather.

In many cases, there is no need to watch the monitor of the live ball.

"Ding, the system task has been completed, please receive the task reward."

Here comes the reward.

Muqing put down the clay pot in his hand, and opened the system page.

This is the first time I have received a task that has nothing to do with eating, and I don't know what to reward.

Among the materials for making pillows, there is always nothing. It is possible to come up with more than a hundred ways to eat them, right?

"Receive award."

"Ding, I received the reward and got the remote tool - bow and arrow - primary - production method."

Yo ho!

In an instant, Muqing felt like he had picked up 20 heat for nothing.

Open the production method and look at it.

Although it is elementary, there is a complete set of production methods for bows, strings, arrows, and arrow baskets.

The whole explanation is very detailed, and many small details that need attention are marked.

The only downside is that there are no pictures.

It is much easier to understand with pictures than with simple text.

Forget it.

Compared with the fancy recipes, this one is already very practical.

Much more useful for wilderness survival bows and arrows.

Is the kitchen system finally awakened?I hope there will be more rewards like this in the future.

Collect your rewards.

Muqing poured the water from boiling the snails in the clay pot into the cup.

Pour the snails into the pottery bowl on the side.

Pick up the cup and point it under the lens.

"Look, this is the water for boiling brook snails, it's green."

After showing it to the audience, Mu Qing held it and took a sip.

"It's still a bit bitter, and it's said that it can reduce fire."

"I used to cook things in bamboo tube pots before, and the cooked food would contain a little bit of fresh bamboo juice. Even if I eat a lot of roasted food, I don't feel particularly angry."

"After changing the clay pot for a while, I started to feel a little bit."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qing took a sip of the strangely colored liquid in the cup.

"This snail soup is light green from the top, and dark green from the bottom of the bamboo tube."

"It's a bit bitter, and it has a fishy smell. It feels like drinking that kind of soup made by a witch."

"When I used to cook at home, I would add ginger slices to remove the fishy smell, and it would be a little better."

[It looks scary, is this really drinkable? 】

【Didn’t Master Mu say that you could cook at home when you were young?Instructions are from small to large. 】

[The soup is cool and fire-reducing, boiled with sliced ​​ginger, is it really okay? 】

[Hahahaha, it's a waste of time. 】

[The poisoning is too deep, seeing Mu Ye drink this strange thing, I want to try it. 】

[You can have this, you can buy brook snails in the vegetable market. 】

Looking at the barrage, Mu Qing's hand drinking Xiluotang suddenly froze for a moment.

Also right?Why add ginger slices.

Think about the fact that there is no ginger in my hand, and I drink it as soon as I lift my head, and take a small basket to the creek.

"There are still two small bamboo shoots, but I really don't want to eat them today, and the shiitake mushrooms of suitable size are also finished."

"The cassava has been soaked for three days. I'll get some smaller ones and eat them. They should be fine."

Squatting by the river, I picked up seven or eight smaller cassava from the puddle.

Take it back to the camp, and use a stone knife to peel off the soaked and blackened skin.

Cut the cassava into small pieces on a banana leaf.

"Every time I baked the cassava, I wasted some of the surface, so I decided to cook the cassava next."

"Unless you find something else, there are quite a few staple foods."

Pour the cassava into the pot and cook, Mu Qing untied the last bamboo rat from the beam.

"I only have the last bamboo mouse left, and the remaining half will be eaten before going out tomorrow."

Cut off half, hang the other half back, sighed deeply.

Food shortage!

Chapter 135 The King's Late Night Savior