365 days of wilderness survival

Liu Yiqiu pursed her mouth, how could she say this kind of thing?

Chu Feng reached out and touched the girl's head, and asked curiously, "What do you think so much?" "

"Nothing, nothing."

Yun Xin quickly waved his hand with a red face, and began to change the topic and asked, "By the way, are you coming?" "

"Did you boil mint water." Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and didn't ask again.

"Oooh, right away." Yun Xin put down the saber and fur in his hand, got up and bent down into the shelter.

"What's wrong with her?" Chu Feng asked suspiciously.

Liu Yiqiu pursed her lips and said softly, "The girl is pregnant with Ichun." "

"Poof... Pregnant with Ichun? Chu Feng's whole person was stunned.

Then reacted, immediately knew what it meant, turned around with a dumb smile and continued to build the cultivation room.

After a while, the girl bent out of the shelter and sat back on the wooden bench.

"Chu Feng didn't ask anything, right?" Yun Xin asked in a low voice.

"Nope." Liu Yiqiu shook her head.

"That's good." Yun Xin breathed a sigh of relief and continued to make animal skin clothes with a smile on her face.

Three hours later.

"Okay, wait until it's dry and then build the roof." Chu Feng rubbed the soil of his fingers, and the three walls of the cultivation room were already nearly two meters, which was enough for the next use.

"Chu Feng, is this cultivation room also going to be burned into semi-pottery?" Liu Yimeng rubbed the wall with her fingers and found that it was still a little soft.

"No, the cultivation room is only used to cultivate mushrooms, so don't bother so much." Chu Feng said softly, it was too troublesome to burn into semi-pottery.

He plans to come back from hunting and make earthen cement, and then apply a layer of cement to the dry wall surface.

"That's right."

Liu Yi dreamed of something, and asked, "Chu Feng, didn't you say you want to make paper?" "

"It's just a preparation before making paper, and to really make paper, it may not be until tomorrow." Chu Feng chuckled.

He came to the clay pot not far away, and with both arms, he poured the clay pot down, allowing the turbid grass and wood gray water inside to flow out.

"Whoops..."

The water in the clay pot poured out, and at the bottom there was a layer of dirt, which was the grease and impurities after the blank was dissolved.

When there was a little water left, Chu Feng vigorously stirred the remaining water, rolled up the impurities at the bottom of the pot, and then poured the clay pot clean.

Chu Feng hugged the clay pot with both hands, and with a force of his arms, he hugged the clay pot whole.

With steady steps, he came to the newly built stove and placed the clay pot firmly on it.

"It's sturdy, it should be able to withstand it." Chu Feng squatted down and inspected the clay pot, but found no signs of cracks and collapse.

He took out the treated eucalyptus bark from the previous two days and put it in a clay pot, then went to the sink with the clay pot, filled it with water and poured it into the clay pot.

"Do you want to fill it?" Liu Yimeng also brought new clay pots, ready to help carry water.

"Well, fill it with eucalyptus bark." Chu Feng said softly.

"Good." Liu Yimeng nodded and began to carry back and forth between the sink and the clay pot.

The two made two trips before filling the pot with water and submerging the eucalyptus bark.

Chu Feng found wood and hay, lit it, stuffed them into the stove, and began to boil eucalyptus bark.

"Do you still need to boil the bark for paper?" Liu Yimeng asked puzzled.

"Well, that's just one of those steps." Chu Feng nodded, the step of boiling is to further boil the bark, and it also has a disinfection and sterilization effect.

"I'm looking forward to what the paper will look like." Liu Yimeng said with anticipation.

When the paper is made, in the future, your own chrysanthemums will no longer have to be destroyed by branches and bamboo pieces.

"I don't know, it should be better than branches and bamboo pieces." The corners of Chu Feng's mouth rose, and every time the three women came out after going to the toilet, the walking posture would be a little strange.

Came to the wild to adapt to everything, but the toilet I 'solved the after-sales problem', the three women magically reached a consensus, that is, they could not adapt.

Liu Yimeng's face turned red, and she muttered coquettishly: "Hopefully." "

"Okay, let's go pick some sugar palm fruit and come back, we want to eat some sweet soup." Chu Feng said softly and stuffed a few more sticks of wood into the stove.

"Good." Liu Yimeng's eyes lit up, and she went to get a firewood knife and a bamboo basket with great interest, ready to go out.

"You guys have to be careful, don't climb too high." Yun Xin instructed softly.

"Got it." Chu Feng answered gently, took the bow and arrow and firewood knife handed over by Liu Yimeng, and walked outside the courtyard.

The two walked for more than ten minutes to the eucalyptus forest in the north, and then followed the road previously opened up and drilled towards the eucalyptus forest.

More than twenty minutes later, the two walked through the eucalyptus forest and came to the sugar palm forest.

"It looks like there's quite a few." Liu Yimeng raised her head and muttered, she really wanted to climb up and pick it, but her strength did not allow it.

She remembered how she used to climb the mango tree, and after looking at Chu Feng, she pulled the corners of her mouth, and decided not to be ugly.

"You go far, be careful to hit you." Chu Feng instructed.

"Good." Liu Yimeng replied, walking backwards four or five meters away.

Chu Feng used the rope to go around the trunk, fixed the two ends on the soles of his feet, and began to climb up by the friction of the rope.

A few minutes later, he came safely to the top of the tree more than ten meters away, holding the trunk with one hand, pulling out the firewood knife at his waist with the other, and raising his hand to cut off the whole bunch of sugar palm fruits on the top of his head.

Chu Feng pinned the firewood knife back to his waist, reached out and ripped off the sugar palm fruit of the card owner, and then threw it towards the bushes on the ground.

According to the same method, Chu Feng climbed several sugar palm trees and picked all the sugar palm fruits on them.

An hour later, Liu Yimeng looked at the sugar palm fruits piled up in a hill, and said speechlessly: "So many, can you move back?" "

"Pick them all, and the stalks will not be brought back." Chu Feng said softly, using a firewood knife to cut off the sugar palm fruits one by one and put them in the bamboo basket he brought.

He wants to store as much food as possible before winter comes.

"That's not enough to fit that much." Liu Yimeng looked at the bamboo basket that was quickly filled.

"I'll do the rest, you carry a small bamboo basket." Chu Feng chuckled, and the remaining sugar palm fruit was not cut off, but tied together with the rope he brought and directly carried on his shoulder.

He walked in the direction of the camp and said softly, "Let's go, go back." "

"This strength is also too exaggerated." Liu Yimeng sighed, carrying a small bamboo basket behind her.

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