I'm not a wild eater

The olives were rinsed twice with water and burned again on the fire.

Mu Qing picked up the machete and walked into the woods.

"Firing pottery requires a lot of firewood. I will chop some firewood for spare while I have time."

"When I didn't have a bamboo tube, I also drank a lot of natural water, and the only food I could eat was roasted or stewed."

"I didn't think there was anything wrong at the time, but after a few good days, I felt that I couldn't drink cold water anymore."

Muqing laughed at himself, and started cutting trees from the nearby hillside.

Unlike the tall and strong trees on the leeward slope, there are still many small trees on the windward slope.

Before dark, Mu Qing chopped two large piles of firewood and returned to the camp with them.

The water in the bamboo tube had been boiling for a long time, and there were no emergencies.

Muqing spread out the picked wood and placed it on the hillside where the sun can reach it.

Back at the camp, I put the bamboo tube for cooking wild vegetables aside to dry, took one out of the bamboo tube for cooking olives, and tried it after blowing it cool.

"The bitter taste has been boiled down a lot, and the taste has changed from crunchy to soft."

"It still doesn't taste very good to eat now, let's dry it a little tomorrow, and then soak it with rice balls and nectar."

[Judging from Brother Mu's reaction, it should be much more delicious. 】

[There are still candied fruit to eat, how embarrassing are you for the challenger. 】

[Anchor: I'm just picking up money, not a challenger. 】

[Friendly reminder from an old fan: This is a food show. 】

[I always feel that Brother Mu is miserable, but when I look at other people, he is really living a good life. 】

[Candied olives are indeed delicious, but they lack the original flavor of olives. 】

Muqing took out the small plate that he had made before, and poured out the olives in the bamboo tube to control the water.

The plate is very small, if there are a little more olives cooked by Muqing, it will not be able to hold it.

If you want to live more comfortably, you still need a lot of daily necessities.

"I only have one and a half mice left. If I make clay pots tomorrow, I won't have any other time to forage."

"I'll save a little at night and eat some wild vegetables with chestnuts."

"Eat a good breakfast, don't be hungry for lunch, and eat less for dinner."

"Is this the perfect health regimen?"

The wild vegetables that have been watered twice still taste bitter.

Bitter and rough, no oily moisture.

Compared with what Muqing used to eat, the stew with pork bones has a very different taste.

Swallowing it whole, Mu Qing quickly took a sip of water, and slowly peeled the hot chestnuts to eat.

"Chestnuts are still delicious. After eating them, go and see if there are any new ones."

"I picked a lot of chestnuts last time, but after peeling off the shells, there is not much meat left."

"I hope that the cassava can be eaten now. The cassava tree is very big, and it weighs at least a dozen or twenty catties after being dug up. I don't have to worry about eating for a long time."

After eating all the chestnuts, the sky is still a little bright.

Mu Qing hastily turned off the live broadcast, rushed to the creek to take a bath in the last gray sky, wrapped himself in a sleeping bag and lay on the bed.

Along with the big and comfortable bed, look at the dense thatched roof.

Mu Qing sighed deeply.

half a month.

It has been half a month since he came to this world.

No family, no friends, no knowledge of this new world.

What accompanied him every day was only one barrage after another, which seemed to be lively, but it was not real at all.

Mu Qing suddenly fell into a feeling of loss.

I remember when I was in "Survival in the Wild" with my roommates, I heard what the wilderness boss Pei Ye said:

Loneliness is the greatest enemy of survival in the wilderness.

"Stop thinking about it, how much work do you have to do tomorrow?"

Mu Qing rubbed his face, raised his upper body and leaned forward, and threw two sticks of firewood into the fire.

He hugged his arms with both hands, curled up and soon fell asleep.

On the leeward slope, she almost didn't sleep all night, and only slept for less than an hour during the day. Mu Qing slept very deeply this time.

There was no dream all night, and it was already around nine o'clock in the morning when I woke up.

Open your eyes and see the sky outside the shelter.

Muqing felt that his mental state had completely recovered, and he was in a good mood.

It seems that the person who hurt the spring and autumn last night was not really himself

"Sure enough, sleep is still very important. If you don't sleep well, you will feel bad."

Mu Qing explained to himself, stretched his waist and prepared to start the live broadcast.

The hands bound by the sleeping bag reminded him.

I am now in a vacuum.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous, it's almost embarrassing again.

Muqing opened the sleeping bag and spread it out, ran to the hillside to get dressed, and only after confirming that there was nothing wrong did he turn on the live broadcast.

[As smart as I am, I know that today's live broadcast will not be early. 】

[It's okay, Brother Mu likes to sleep in late, let alone when he lacks sleep. 】