Desert island survival with the female CEO

In the early morning on the island, the air is still a little cool, the sun has not yet risen, and the clouds in the distance are dyed gold.

Fang Yang was still the first to walk out of the bedroom, and yesterday he had a day of travel, and everyone went to bed early after dinner.

Fang Yang walked to the fire, added some firewood to the fire, added some water to the pot, and sat by the fire quietly waiting for the water to boil.

Fang Yang began to empty his mind and quietly enjoyed the quiet morning.

"Gollum...

Fang Yang listened to the sound of boiling water and gradually came back to his senses, pouring boiling water into four bamboo bowls to dry.

While the boiling water had not yet cooled down, Fang Yang went to the rabbit pen to check the situation of the hares, and found that the hares were all huddled in a corner and asleep.

Fang Yang picked up the sharp knife and walked to the foot of the mountain not far away, cut some tender grass, and threw it into the rabbit pen.

"Baby, eat well, eat well, do more exercise, give birth to more rabbits! I really envy you for living these lives without shame and irritability. "

Hooligan!" Fang

Yang looked back in amazement and found that Ouyang Feifei was slowly walking towards him not far away.

"Hehe, Feifei, why are you here?" Ouyang

Feifei rolled her eyes at Fang Yang and said, "Looking for you to go back to breakfast, who knows that you are muttering these unhealthy things here with some hares here!"

Fang Yang replied forcefully.

"Bah, you just see that everything is yellow. Ouyang Feifei glanced at Fang Yang fiercely.

Go back to breakfast.

Fang Yang turned around and walked to Ouyang Feifei's side, naturally taking Ouyang Feifei's hand and walking back.

The four of them sat at the bamboo table and began to eat breakfast.

"What are you busy with today?" asked Zhou Qingyun looking at Fang Yang.

Fang Yang took a bite of the grilled fish and thought for a while, then said: "Didn't Xiaoxiao say yesterday that he wanted to eat cassava?

Yang Xiao interjected and asked, "What about you? What are you going to do?"

"I'll go chop firewood!" Ouyang

Feifei looked puzzled and asked, "Well, why are you chopping wood?

"

Why are you burning charcoal, the winter on the island is not too cold, enough wood is enough!" asked Ouyang Feifei looking at Fang Yang with some surprise.

Fang Yang said with a mysterious smile: "Because I want to make pottery!" Fang

Yang continued: "You see that we only have an iron pot, and we usually have to boil water and cook, and I feel that it is not enough, so I want to try pottery."

Yes, you can indeed make some clay pots to use. Zhou Qingyun agreed first.

"And pottery making is an important step in my future plans!" said Fang Yang with a smile.

"What plan?" asked Ouyang Feifei as she looked at Fang Yang intently.

"Hehe, make a house!" Fang

Yang looked profound.

"What, what does pottery making have to do with making a

house?"

"Are you really making pottery to prepare for a future house?"

said Ouyang Feifei in surprise.

"Yes, you see, we still have a lot of open space here in the camp, the terrain is also very flat, our fence is also fenced, when the time comes, a few earthen houses, the top of the tiles, then there will be no fear of wind and rain.

"But... But this amount of work is too large!" Zhou Qingyun's face was also full of surprise after listening to Fang Yang's words.

Let's take our time, the last thing we lack on a desert island is time. Fang Yang said confidently.

After listening to Fang Yang's words, Ouyang Feifei also understood that he wanted to make a warm and firm home for everyone, the frequent wind and rain on the island were indeed quite unbearable sometimes, maybe Fang Yang already had this idea in his heart! "Okay, Fang Yang!

I'll accompany you to make charcoal." Ouyang Feifei looked at Fang Yang and said softly.

"Okay, then Sister Yun and Xiaoxiao went to dig cassava, and my boss and I went to make charcoal."

"No problem!" replied Yang Xiao happily.

Yang Xiao heard that making charcoal was actually to prepare for the future house, and her heart was already excited, she had long wanted a room of her own, and she planned in her heart that when she made a house in the future, she begged Fang Yang to make a small room for herself.

Fang Yang clapped his hands and said, "Then get busy!" "

Good!" Zhou

Qingyun took a sharp knife and led Yang Xiao slowly towards the place where cassava was found.

Fang Yang took an axe and took Ouyang Feifei to find a small flat land not far from the stream, ready to make charcoal.

"How is this charcoal fired?"

Ouyang Feifei didn't understand either, so she asked Fang Yang.

"Well, it's not easy to say, you'll know in a while, I'll go cut down the tree first, Feifei, you can help carry it back together!"

Fang Yang stopped and searched, and after a while, he found a tree that was quite suitable for burning charcoal.

He turned his head to Ouyang Feifei and said, "Boss, you see that this charcoal should choose some woody and resistant trees, like this, you can know that it is very strong when you pat it."

After Fang Yang finished speaking, he also patted the thigh-thick tree.

Then, a sound of bangbang came from the tree.

Ouyang Feifei nodded seriously after hearing this, obviously knowing that the knowledge Fang Yang said was very useful on a desert island.

Fang Yang picked up the axe and slashed at the tree, and after cutting down the tree, he and Ouyang Feifei carried it back to the open space next to the stream just now.

"One tree is not enough, let's cut down another one!" "

Good!"

Now Ouyang Feifei almost feels like a husband and wife.

Soon Fang Yang and Ouyang Feifei carried a tree back, and Fang Yang cut the trunks of the two trees into sections.

"Boss, you go back to the camp and get two big bamboo tubes for water.

"Good!" Although

Ouyang Feifei didn't know why Fang Yang took the bamboo tube, she knew that it would definitely have a use.

When Ouyang Feifei brought two large bamboo tubes from the camp, Fang Yang had already piled up sections of wood of similar length.

The inner layer is the thickest wood, and the layer is thinner than the other, so the wood is piled up into a round pile, roughly shaped like a firewood pile for a bonfire.

The small branches are not resistant to burning, so they are placed on the outermost part, Fang Yang waits for the wood to finish, and also takes some thin branches with dead leaves to cover the outermost part of the wood pile.

After doing all this, Fang Yang took the big bamboo tube and said to Ouyang Feifei: "Feifei, go! "

Oh, good!" After Ouyang Feifei came over with the bamboo tube, he kept watching everything Fang Yang did, silently learning this knowledge into his mind.

After the two brought water, Fang Yang dug up the soil next to him, and after pouring the water, he made mud next to him.

Ouyang Feifei was not afraid of dirt and helped Fang Yang with the dirt.

After Fang Yang saw that the consistency of the soil was similar, he grabbed the soil and covered the dead leaves of the pyre.

Ouyang Feifei saw that he didn't understand this, so he asked: "Why do you want to cover the soil on this wood?" Fang

Yang smiled: "Because we have to make a closed system!

"Then you

can burn the fire!" After

Fang Yang finished speaking, he took out the tinder and lit a small fire next to it, put some charcoal into the firewood pile, and left some fine wood on the top vent and began to burn.

You see, the hole left at the bottom will give it good ventilation, so that the wood can burn faster. Ouyang

Feifei nodded understandingly.

As the flames increased and the temperature increased, the soil covering the outer layer gradually became cracked, and Fang Yang quickly replenished it with the soil.

Slowly the flame starts from the top and burns down, because the semi-enclosed space makes the firewood not completely burned, after volatilizing moisture and some other substances, the black is charcoal.

Soon after, Fang Yang looked down and saw the flame from the hole at the bottom below, Fang Yang quickly picked up the soil to block the air intake at the bottom, and finally sealed the top air inlet.

At this point, all the wood has been fired, and when it has cooled completely, the soil can be peeled off to get charcoal.

"How long will you have to wait?" asked Ouyang Feifei.

"So much firewood, maybe two hours or so." Fang Yang replied.

"Shall

we go back to lunch first?"

After the two returned to the camp for lunch, they also helped Zhou Qingyun and Yang Xiao shave cassava skins for a while, and almost two hours later, the two came to the place where the charcoal was fired again.

After Fang Yang stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of the soil covered outside, he directly broke the soil some, and saw that the volume of wood inside was almost halved, leaving all black sections of charcoal, Fang Yang pulled it, and the charcoal made a dry and crisp sound.

When Fang Yang heard this voice, he knew that this charcoal firing was very successful.