I'm not a wild eater

[Master Mu: I still need to drink to strengthen my courage, who do I look down on? 】

[Not to mention, drinking a little wine makes me a little dizzy, is it really convenient to do things? 】

【What to do? 】

【Practice Drunken Fist! 】

Yan Shu had already brought the soup and cassava to the table.

The two sat facing each other, and Mu Qing put a bowl of soup into his own bowl with a spoon.

Bring two cassava over.

Push the rest to Yan Shu.

Yan Shu looked at it with his head, and silently ate with his head down.

When there is less meat in the Muqing bowl, take a spoonful and prepare to add it to the Muqing bowl.

"I don't want it, you should eat more." Muqing reached out to stop the bowl.

"Who said that sex is a man's business? Why? Can't get it anymore?" Yan Shu looked at Mu Qing teasingly.

"you"

He actually learned his tricks so quickly.

Muqing reached out and pinched Yan Shu's nose, and silently pushed the bowl over.

Chapter 198 What a Big Nest

After breakfast, Muqing continued to cut trees in the bamboo forest.

Yan Shu cleaned all the pots and bowls, and moved the daily necessities back to the tree house and put them away.

Bail out the remaining half of the water in the pool and re-dry the pool on fire.

If you have to do this step every time you run out of water, it will be troublesome to use this reservoir. It is really necessary to make a bucket.

Get the pool covered.

Yan Shu used a plastic bag to pack the soil for growing mushrooms and the sawdust he had cut before, and put them in the basket.

I was busy collecting firewood before, and the half-dried moss was wet again.

I had to re-squeeze the water and put it on top of the mushroom culture soil.

"call."

I have pinched it as much as possible, but some water can still be shaken out of the moss.

Calculate the time.

Hopefully it won't rain any more these days, the moss needs to dry out completely.

Muqing cut a batch of new bamboos and took them to the top of the mountain and fixed them with bamboo sticks.

He also fixed the bamboo branches in Hsinchu to the bamboo.

Most of the day is not enough for it to be wet by the rain and dry in the sun.

The grass skiing plan in the jungle could only be postponed, Mu Qing pulled the bamboo tube to let them go home first.

Go back to camp.

Packed the backpacks of the two of them, wrapped the clay pot in a sleeping bag, and stuffed it into Yan Shu's backpack.

Made two wooden stoppers, plugged the bamboo tubes filled with turpentine, and put them into the two side pockets of the backpack.

Muqing was carrying a pannier on his back, and another backpack on his front.

Cut off two wooden sticks and sharpened them and handed them to Yan Shu, one for each of them, and carefully went down the mountain and returned to the camp.

[Didn't you say you went back from grass skiing? 】

[The ground that has been rained on is too slippery, and the windward slope is very steep. Grass skiing is still quite dangerous. 】

[Going down like this is also quite dangerous. If you slip, you will go straight back down the mountain. 】

[If the quality of the pants is good, it would be nice to slide straight down the mountain. 】

【Master Mu walked the other side last time, and almost fell off his ass. 】

[It was not in vain that time, I found shiitake mushrooms. 】

[I feel that there is more decay over there, and it is easier to fall when walking than this side. 】

【Master Mu is still carrying a basket full of treasures. 】

This time the bamboo was very cooperative, obediently lying on the vine wall, without any moths.

"I still know how to save some face for me."

Mu Qing kicked them triumphantly, ignoring them.

Take your stuff back to camp first.

Yan Shu trotted to the edge of the shelter and removed the thatch surrounding the rabbit cage.

"Hey, this smell is really strong."

Muqing slapped his nose, took the thatch to the hillside to dry again, and went to smell it.

If the smell left is relatively strong, it is estimated that it cannot be used to make beds, and can only be patched on the roof.

After several heavy rains, the thatch on the roof has also been worn out, and a little more thatch needs to be added.

"Master Mu, come and see."

Yan Shu opened a crack in the rabbit cage, and excitedly shouted at Muqing.

"Can't you call me husband?" Muqing protested, and leaned over to check: "Wow, it's a baby, such a big litter, this is a baby bunny, isn't it too small?"

"Let's lift it out first, the hay underneath needs to be replaced."

As Yan Shu said, he grabbed one side of the rabbit cage, while Mu Qing grabbed the other side.

Try to keep the rabbit cage as stable as possible, and move the rabbit cage back to its original position.