Famine Survival Guide

After filling their stomachs, the victims didn’t even bother to wash their bowls, so they opened the outer seal of the bamboo tube with the same anticipation of unpacking the express delivery. When it was sealed, it used a wide leaf to wrap the external interface, and then wrapped it with a straw rope a few times. The method was not very clever, so when I first unwrapped the first bamboo tube, I saw Zhou Yi with a disgusted face and leaned back to avoid the sour smell that came out.

The survivors didn't think they could be so lucky, so they wrinkled their noses and sealed the bamboo tube again, and said to Zhou Zhou, "No. 126." Seeing Zhou Zhou, he found the corresponding number of the bamboo tube on a few pieces of paper used to record last winter. , a cross was drawn with a carbon strip.

Putting the failed bamboo tube on the right hand side, the victim took another one and continued to unseal it before untying the rope. The leaf only lifted a corner and Zhou Zhou stopped him, "Don't open it, it tastes the same." He has a keen sense of smell. The only way to avoid torture is to stop the sacrifice first. The victim sniffed through the bamboo tube, but he could not smell anything except the smell of old bamboo and the earth in the cellar. Feeling unwilling, he opened the bamboo tube to divide it. Careful, it really is bad again, Zhou Yijian pinched his nose, "Trust me."

Seeing his unbearable humiliation, the victim smiled, sealed the bamboo tube and stopped torturing him, and then opened it four or five times in a row, all of which were broken. Both of them were a little disappointed. It's really bad to have so many such ghost things, and the victims feel that their luck has not changed so badly.

"You choose one to open." After thinking for a while, the victim didn't reach for the bamboo tube anymore, and planned to let Zhou Jian choose. After all, this guy is a European dog who can play slot machines and can produce ancient three-piece suits. Looking at the mottled moldy prints on the bamboo tube, the victim was tangled for a while, untied the rope and looked at Zhou Jian inquiringly, he frowned and sniffed like a dog, "It's not the same as the previous ones, it smells very sour .”

Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be resisting, the victim took off the leaves and opened the lid, and a strong sour smell came out, but it wasn't as unappetizing as before. He glanced at Zhou Jian in surprise, The victim had a half-smile and said, "You really..." Before finishing speaking, the victim saw the color of the liquid inside the bamboo tube clearly and was puzzled, so he simply poured a little in the palm of his hand and observed it carefully.

The yellowish-brown liquid does not look very beautiful, but it smells familiar. The speed of saliva secretion is faster. The victim stretched out his finger to try a little bit, but he stopped him when he saw it on Monday. Come and try." After finishing speaking, regardless of the victim's reaction, he lowered his head and licked his palm, swept away the unknown liquid without leaking, and licked it a few more times, the corner of the victim's mouth twitched, seeing that he was making progress After biting the meat around his tiger's mouth, he withdrew his hand and flicked his forehead with his fingers, "Aren't you full?"

Seeing him on Monday, he could only put away his little thoughts, glanced at him with a little grievance, and began to say the taste of the bamboo tube product, "sour, but it's not the same as fruit sour, so it should be drinkable." But it's not wine. The taste has been described to him, it's not spicy or smoky, and it might make your teeth sore if you drink too much.

This is almost the same as not saying, the victim can only pour out a little more and taste it for himself, his eyes light up and he knows what's wrong, jealous!

Before the fruit wine was brewed, the vinegar had a clue first. No wonder it smelled familiar. Although the color was wrong, it tasted very similar to apple cider vinegar, even a little more fragrant. The victim carefully closed the bamboo tube and found the serial number engraved on the outside. "Number 41, show me the formula."

See you on Monday and take out the one he wanted. The victim writes down the types of fruits and finds similar formula results in the remaining unopened ones. Pick four out, the first one is bad, the second one is down. It came out as a very beautiful amber liquid, but the taste was lighter. When the third one was uncovered, the survivors were full of surprises. It was a unique smell after fermentation. Unfortunately, after pouring out, the taste revealed a weird sour taste. It was not as satisfactory, and the victim wanted to taste it, but Zhou Jian stopped him, "This is not for drinking!" He knew there was something wrong with this thing as soon as he smelled it, and the priest was confused again.

The fourth one is similar to the third one. The victim was disheartened and handed over the rest of the unopened ones to Zhou Jian, with an unkind expression on his face: "You open it!" He didn't believe it. Turning waste into treasure is impossible!

As a result...it really works.

After opening three bad ones on Monday, he exclaimed in surprise as soon as the fourth one was opened, "This smells so good!" It wasn't even clean, his nose couldn't smell what Zhou Jian said at all, and he didn't feel anything was right until Zhou Yijian opened the bamboo tube and took a sip without hesitation. Drink." Then he handed the bamboo tube to him.

The capacity of the bamboo tube was limited, and he drank one-third of it in one gulp. The victims couldn't see the contents of the bamboo tube clearly, but they got closer and finally smelled a sweet fragrance, not too strong, but It can move the tongue very well, the victim poured a little in the palm, the color was light red, clear and translucent, the lips were pressed together, the taste was a bit astringent, followed by sweet and sour, the throat was very smooth to swallow, the presence of alcohol was weak , only slightly more pronounced in aftertaste.

The victim breathed out the aroma of wine lightly, looked at Zhou Yijian with a happy face, "It's done."

Zhou Yijian has been looking at him since he poured out the wine and put it in his palm. After watching the whole process of his wine tasting, he felt that he understood the meaning of "drunk". After thinking about it, he leaned over and hugged him Appreciating his lips carefully, the victim lightly opened his teeth to welcome him, and the two exchanged a kiss with the aroma of fruit wine. It took a long time for the victim to push him away a little out of breath, and wiped the bruise from his lips with a little annoyance. Water stains.

The bastard hooked him up again!

"The wine is really delicious..." Zhou Yijian smiled, his eyes were full of pure joy, the victim staggered his eyes and didn't look at him, only thinking that his beauty was misleading.

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In the end, these bamboo tubes moved out of the cellar by the victims only yielded two tubes of weak fruit wine and three portions of vinegar of different colors. The victims searched the cellar according to the recorded recipe. They wanted to open all the ones they picked out, but hesitated for a while. Give up temporarily, the fermentation time of wine is not short, and the two barrels of finished products in his hand should taste better if they are fermented for a period of time.Thinking this way, it took some effort to persuade Zhou Jian who was not happy. The victim closed the cellar door again, and said to Zhou Jian: "You are not allowed to secretly open the bamboo tube."

Seeing Zhou Yi stretched out the tone and said "oh", looking very annoying.

The leader who was punished for the sacrifice that night had no temper at all, lying on his body exhausted, the leader said hypocritically: "The priest has worked hard recently."

The priest opened his eyes and glanced at him, knowing that he had been so busy recently that he had been dizzy and neglected the old man. He was trying to settle accounts with himself. He was angry and funny. The victim adjusted his position and bit his Adam's apple, not wanting to use any force at all. The strength was as light as coquettish, Zhou Jian's throat rolled twice, and he heard the priest complaining in a low voice: "If you get the advantage, don't act like a good boy."

Seeing him hugging him on Monday, he chuckled lightly. The victim was really sleepy, so he gritted his teeth and let go of his mouth to sleep.

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