I'm not a wild eater

Because Muqing hadn't turned off the live broadcast, there was no way to check the replay.

Some fans who stayed up late to watch the live broadcast took the initiative to take on the role of commentator.

【What?There are wolves? 】

【What?The king saved Lord Mu once again? 】

[It's so harmonious, they all sleep together. 】

【What?Master Mu is finally going out?great! 】

[I'm going out, the next few days should be fun, I'm going to take an annual leave. 】

[I don't know if the wild wolf will come back at night, so looking forward to it. 】

【expect? e? 】

When Mu Qing woke up, it was almost twelve o'clock at noon, and he was still awake from hunger.

In the face of absolute fatigue, the biological clock is not worth mentioning at all.

King's restaurant is empty.

"It seems that this little guy also woke up from hunger, and ran out to play when he was full."

With a long yawn, Mu Qing opened the side door of the camp, took half a pot of water from the faucet, and put it on the stove to boil.

Seeing Muqing come back, the viewers who are accustomed to the daytime asked Muqing to turn off the live broadcast first.

This way they can see replays from last night.

Muqing turned off the live broadcast, and added some firewood to the stove.

Collect the charcoal from the bonfire and put it under the bed, and push the remaining ash down the hillside next to the camp.

From the inside under the bed, get the spare firewood, split and cut to length.

Stacked next to where the campfire was built.

When I went to get firewood under the bed yesterday, Mu Qing's hands were shaking.

I was afraid that the movement would be too slow, and when I turned around, I saw the fangs of wild wolves in front of my eyes.

Fortunately, yesterday's wolf was more timid.

It is estimated that it is really the wolf king who has been expelled all the time. He is old and has lost the momentum of his youth.

After finishing all this, Mu Qing remembered that his live broadcast was turned off.

Hurry up and turn on the live broadcast.

[The king, Mengmeng, tipped a BMW and left a message: My king is really handsome, love. 】

[Zhai Diu Diu tipped a BMW, and left a message: Master Mu was really nice yesterday! 】

[Little brother Jia Youmi rewarded ten rockets, and left a message: Master Mu is really too strong, knowing that you are fine, you can still see the sweat of my hand. 】

[The street lights in the red light district tipped a plane, leaving a message: Nice guy, he has the style I used to. 】

[The enchanting roommate tipped ten rockets on the table online, and left a message: Awesome! 】

[White hunter Xiao Dudu rewarded a rocket, and left a message: Thank you, Muye. 】

As soon as the live broadcast was turned on, the page was instantly flooded with tips.

Mu Qing stood with a smile on his face and looked at the treasure chests floating all over the screen for a while.

Money or something is not that important.

The popularity of large rewards has risen very quickly.

When Muqing chased away the wild wolves yesterday, there was also a wave of tipping peaks.

Coupled with the wave in the morning, the popularity should break through 90+ today.

After watching for a while, Muqing put the remaining half roasted rabbit and two pieces of cassava into the pot to cook.

Take the machete and go out to find materials suitable for making arrow feathers.

When going out this time, you must bring a bow and arrow, and you will definitely need it later.

The best material for making arrow feathers is the leaves of palm trees. In this place, the only time Muqing found palm trees was in the bamboo forest.

And those few palm trees have been maximized by their own resources.

Although dead palms can also be used, but go to the tree house to tear down the roof for this?

Forget it.

Strolling around the camp, Muqing found a weed whose leaves were very close to palm leaves in width and thickness.

Along the periphery, pick back all the large leaves.

"I didn't find a suitable one. I'll try this and see how it works."

Back at the camp, the water in the pot was already boiling.

"It seems to smell meat."

"I'm so hungry, put this grass next to me, I'll eat something first."

Putting the clay pot on the table, Muqing picked up the food with a spoon, and finished the fish and cassava first.

Then, while blowing hot air, he drank half of the pot of broth.

A warm sense of satisfaction came from the stomach, making Muqing feel refreshed.

Clean the pot, connect the water and boil it.

Cut the chopped leaves into pieces.

Take out the bamboo arrow prepared yesterday, cut lightly at the end, and insert the leaves obliquely from left to right into the cut gap.

Trim off the excess with a machete.

He held up the processed bamboo arrow and looked at it.

Judging from the finished product, the tail of the bamboo arrow looks like a rhombus-shaped leaf inserted, and it cannot be seen that the two leaves overlap.