Live: Survival on a deserted island for full-level students

"Haha."

"Are you dumbfounded?"

"I'm just asking you if you were surprised or not?"

"Who told you that you were so busy splitting bamboo strips just now that you didn't even glance at Goddess Lele, what are you doing with your eyes so wide now? (′‵)"

"Master Su: I admit that I am stupid. ( ′︵‵)"

"Sit up in a dying sickness, the clown is myself."

Looking at Su Ze's blank eyes and expression, the water friends in the live broadcast room laughed and teased him with barrage.

Although Su Ze couldn't see the barrage.

But it doesn't matter.

"Have you ever learned this craft before?"

Holding the exclusive backpack of rhubarb in his hand, looking left, right, up and down, Su Ze asked Chang Le with blank eyes.

"Ah."

Changle nodded.

"No wonder you make it up so well."

Su Ze grinned.

"I learn it from you."

Chang Le tilted her head, her small face was very serious.

"What?"

Hearing this, the smile on Su Ze's face gradually froze, and he asked without thinking, "Is it true?"

"What's the truth? It's just that you learned it secretly when you were weaving a basket two days ago."

Chang Le blinked, her face was still very serious.

(*ω)
"Ok."

The corners of Su Ze's eyes twitched: (ˇˇ)...

He felt that he had received a critical blow of [-] points. Back then, in order to learn this, he had suffered so much and failed many times, and was often buried by his grandfather.

Good guy.

The heroine can learn it just by looking at it. This talent, he is really convincing, convincingly convincing.

He had to admit that there was indeed a gap between people.

Like Su Ze, the water friends were also surprised by Changle's bamboo weaving skills. They watched Changle weave Rhubarb's exclusive back basket bit by bit.

At the beginning, the technique was still very jerky.

Got it wrong many times.

After weaving to a certain extent, we dismantled and started to weave again.

It can be said that they are all anxious.

But slowly.

Changle seemed to be self-taught, his technique became proficient, and his speed became faster and faster.

The point is, not only is it proficient and fast, but also very delicate, not much worse than Su Ze.

Even more refined and better looking.

That's kind of awesome.

If Silkworm Yangyu, a master of web literature, saw this scene, he would definitely say: "Hiss, this beauty's talent for bamboo weaving is simply terrifying!"

"Am I very smart?"

Chang Le felt a little proud in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and asked Su Ze tentatively.

"very smart."

Su Ze gave a thumbs up.

"whee."

Changle smiles, smiling like a flower.

"It's just a little bit worse than me."

Su Ze stretched out his hand, and there was a little gap between his thumb and index finger.

"cut."

Chang Le curled her lips, she didn't believe Su Ze's nonsense, she didn't know who was so surprised that the eyeballs almost fell out just now.

Still want to lie to her, hum.

"Okay, stop teasing you, your talent is indeed better than mine."

Su Ze said.

"It's almost there."

Chang Le proudly raised her chin.

"It is said that those who can do more work, then you can make up all the tools for our family from now on."

Su Ze said.

"You are so annoying."

Chang Le rolled his eyes at him, patted Da Huang's butt lightly, and Da Huang stood up in a jiffy.

Put its exclusive backpack on it, it fits very well, it is completely tailor-made for it.

If you want to describe it in one word.

That is.

So-so match.

"Wow, woof, woof..."

Rhubarb was so happy that his mouth almost reached the back of his neck, and he jumped up and down in the wooden house, his tail swishing round.

It walked to the door and looked out at the jungle. It seemed that this guy couldn't wait to go out for a walk.

"Rhubarb wants to go out and play."

Chang Le looked at Su Ze.

"Leave it alone."

Su Ze smiled and said: "This guy is a master who can't be idle. He wanders out all day in his hometown. Most of the time, he only comes home at night. I will start making drying mats now. If you are bored, you can go back to the house Lie down and rest."

"Do not."

Changle shook his head: "I want to continue learning your bamboo weaving skills."

"what ever."

Su Ze didn't say much, just responded lightly, and started knitting.

It's a good thing that women are willing to learn.

There is no need to pour cold water on her, and there are no other entertainment items on the deserted island. After she has learned it thoroughly, she can make it up to play when she is bored in the future.

Kill the boring time.

Just perfect.

Weaving sun mats is actually similar to weaving other tools, because the process is not so complicated, it is a little simpler.

However, when weaving, you must pay attention to leaving no gaps, and make sure that each strip is tightly stitched.

Therefore, Su Ze's speed is not particularly fast.

For authentic drying mats, before weaving, the strips are baked at high temperature. The professional scientific name is carbonization.

The purpose of doing this is that the color of bamboo silk becomes light brown after carbonization, and it is not easy to mold after weaving into drying mats.

However, Su Ze felt that this process was not necessary. Although the island was humid, it was very hot when the sun came out.

busy time.

Time always flies by.

Just like studying in the classroom, if you are serious, you always feel that 45 minutes of a class is very short.

get out of class is over in the blink of an eye.

But if you don't take it seriously and wander off into the sky, then you will feel like your days are like years.

It seems that the time of a class is longer than a year.

Before I knew it, several hours passed.

It wasn't until the evening that Su Ze finished weaving the sun mat. Looking at the tight mat, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"not bad."

"It can be used as a summer mat."

Chang Le said suddenly.

Although the sun mats woven by Su Ze are relatively rough, they are far worse than those in the Princess Mansion before.

But if you spread it on a bamboo bed, it will be much more comfortable to sleep on.

"Yes, it can be used as a mat."

Su Ze patted his thigh and smiled at Changle: "Lele, you are so smart."

"But the size is a bit big."

Chang Le frowned.

"Go back and chop another bamboo and come back."

Su Ze waved his hand, this is nothing.

"Ah."

Chang Le nodded. She glanced outside and found that the sky was getting dark, so she said, "It's getting dark, let's cook."

"Row."

Su Ze: "After dinner, start to smoke the bacon."

According to the practice of authentic bacon, the meat needs to be marinated in salt for several days, but considering that it should be eaten at any time, Su Ze doesn't think it's necessary.

It has been marinating for over a day and is ready for smoking.

As for how long it can be stored, it depends on whether their food is in short supply.

After rolling up the drying mat, Su Ze got up and took a look outside the house, and found that the sunset glow was still beautiful, but the impact of the landscape was still very strong, only a little weaker than before.

The deep pool is still very muddy.

With such water quality, even if the kudzu root is hammered, it is impossible to make kudzu root powder. It must wait for the water to become clear.

After a simple dinner, after turning off the live broadcast, Su Ze quickly set up a bonfire before it was dark, and smoked the hanging pieces of meat.

"Is it okay to smoke like this?"

Chang Le was a little curious.

"hold head high."

Su Ze said: "Just smoke like this."

"Then I'm going to sleep."

Chang Le yawned, patted her mouth with her little hand, turned and walked towards her room.

The green smoke from the firewood made her eyes a little sore, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"and many more."

Su Ze stopped her, "I can't sleep well tonight, in order to prevent the bonfire from setting the cabin on fire, we have to come out from time to time to have a look."

"You're sleeping outside, just watch carefully, what am I doing out?" Chang Le rolled his eyes.

"Do you think I can sleep with such a thick smoke?" Su Ze laughed.

"What do you want?"

Chang Le suddenly panicked.

"I'll continue rubbing against your bamboo bed tonight, hey." Su Ze sighed, looking helpless.

"you!"