30 days of wilderness survival

Xiao Zhan got goosebumps all over his body when he saw it, and he almost threw it up, but fortunately he didn't eat too much for dinner, otherwise he really couldn't help it.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the spurt that squirted out of the worm slurry did not squirt on his body.

When the replacement drone arrived at the scene, Qin Feng was just eating the last small piece of worm body, only to see him suck a bite and eat it into his mouth.

"Damn, you're really done?!"

"I thought it was just pretending, but it's really delicious!"

"At this moment, I just want to say two words: cow pie!"

"This is a real cow batch, such a big worm can be swallowed in one bite!"

"I'm dripping, I almost had a heart attack. "

"What does that bug smell like?"

"Won't you go and taste it?"

"You also lifted him, this thing can't be eaten by ordinary people, only real warriors dare to eat it. "

The little white sable was very interested in the slurry of the nose worm, and in front of Qin Feng, licked the leaf he had just thrown down to wipe his face.

It was not until the pulp on the leaves was licked clean that it continued to eat the half-eaten weevil larva.

Xiao Zhan looked at Qin Feng with caring eyes for a while, if he didn't have a mobile phone at hand, he would have wanted to call the mental hospital.

In Xiao Zhan's opinion, this is simply an extremely crazy move.

But no normal person would do such a thing.

"Qin Feng, are you okay?" Xiao Zhan asked with some unease.

Qin Feng smiled and replied, "What can I do, by the way, this thing tastes pretty good, why don't you taste it too, I'll find you a small one." "

In line with the principle that good things should be shared by everyone, Qin Feng gave Xiao Zhan an Li weevil larvae, but Xiao Zhan didn't appreciate it at all.

Xiao Zhan always had the appearance that Diao Min wanted to harm me, even if Qin Feng said it wildly, he would not fall for Qin Feng, because he had seen Qin Feng's painful expression before.

That being said, Xiao Zhan admired Qin Feng from the bottom of his heart, he thought that only Master Bei would be so crazy in this world, but he didn't expect Qin Feng to be so crazy.

"It's hard to accept it raw, but it's the most nutritious thing to eat, so are you sure you don't want to give it a try?"

When he heard this, Xiao Zhan was still the same as before, just shook his head and didn't say anything.

"Okay, then take it back and fry it, it's delicious to eat. "

Qin Feng persuaded him several times, but Xiao Zhan didn't appreciate it, so he had to give up.

But he thought about it, everyone has a psychological capacity, and some things really can't be too forced, after all, the twisted melon is not sweet.

The smell of insect pulp is indeed quite disgusting, exuding a smell of rotten wood, but the insect body has no peculiar smell, like a piece of fat and a little greasy.

But overall it's not bad.

Qin Feng said, "You go back and get a clay pot, and I'll dig out these insects." "

Xiao Zhan didn't think much about it, he didn't eat it anyway, so he turned around and went back to the camp to get the clay pot.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Feng took out the weevil larvae that had burrowed into the tree one by one, and then threw them into the clay pot on the side.

In a few moments, the clay pot was filled.

Qin Feng completely underestimated the number of weevil larvae in that dead tree, not only the surface layer, but also more weevil larvae wriggling inside the trunk.

Looking at the pot full of weevil larvae, Xiao Zhan only felt that his scalp was numb, and the whole person was not good.

Qin Feng thought for a moment and said, "You go and bring that iron pot, take this clay pot back by the way, and pour these insects into the pot." "

Qin Feng didn't want to trouble Xiao Zhan to make a few more trips, anyway, he would have to put it in the pot to fry later, so it was better to simply use the pot to pretend.

When he heard that he was going to bring back the clay pot full of weevil larvae, Xiao Zhan was a little hesitant in his heart, but he still stubbornly picked up the clay pot.

On the way back to camp he ran so fast that he didn't bother to even throw the weevil larvae out, and only thought about throwing the damn weevil larvae into the big iron pot.

After returning to the camp, Xiao Zhan poured the weevil larvae in the clay pot into the pot as Qin Feng said, and then walked towards the place where Qin Feng was with the pot.

There are surprisingly many weevil larvae in dead trees, and you can find several by rummaging through them.

After working for more than half an hour, Qin Feng wiped out all the weevil larvae in the dead tree.

The weevil larvae in the pot are piled up, stacked on top of each other, and the dense phobia sufferers say it is difficult to accept.

"Alright, let's go back!"

After speaking, Qin Feng stood up with the iron pot.

Xiao Zhan led the way in front with a torch, while Qin Feng followed behind with the iron pot, and the two quickly returned to the camp.

As soon as he returned to the camp, Qin Feng put the iron pot on the smokeless stove, and then opened a coconut and drank it.

Because he was so thirsty, Qin Feng drank the coconut in one go, and then stretched out with satisfaction.

Xiao Zhan said softly, "What are you going to do with these bugs?"

It was eight o'clock in the evening, and everyone else had fallen asleep, so they had to speak quietly so as not to wake them.

Qin Feng said softly: "Remove the head first, and then remove the insect slurry inside, and the rest of the insect body will be fried directly in oil." "

Everything can be fried, and so can the body of a worm.

Qin Feng said: "I have to get this big pot of bugs alone for a long time, you can come and help me get it together." "

Xiao Zhan didn't even want to touch those weevil larvae, but Qin Feng asked him to help deal with them, and his face instantly showed embarrassment.

Qin Feng asked tentatively, "You are a big man, you shouldn't be afraid of this thing, right?"

When Xiao Zhan heard this, he instantly dispelled the idea of refusal, although he was a little disgusted, but he was not afraid, he just felt a little disgusting.