God-level foodie desert island survival

With a little hand, Tang Ming pressed the Xi button.

Immediately, the familiar roar in my head came, but this time it was much easier than the herbal identification technique.

It took about 5 minutes to receive the knowledge.

Tang Ming sat up and carefully examined what he had just learned.

It's good, I basically have everything I want at this stage.

With

a satisfied smile, Tang Ming called Shu Yiting, who had just dried her clothes on a tree branch.

"Let's go, follow me into the woods again!" "

What are you doing?"

"Don't you think we're short of tools now?

Shu Yiting nodded: "I know this, I left in a hurry today, and I didn't think to prepare." "

Yes, we have to hurry, or we won't be able to get there before the evening, and those things will spoil."

After saying that, the two of them didn't delay any longer, and took kitchen knives and plunged into the grove next to them.

After about half an hour, the two of them came out with a few bundles of coarse fiber plants in their arms.

Palm stalk bark or something makes up the majority, and there are also some tough hemp stalks and hay or something.

"We'll see who makes the net bag better in a while!, dare to come?"

put the things down, Shu Yiting proposed.

"Okay, I won't bully you, the loser will wait to cooperate unconditionally with the work!

" "Okay, wait for me to be a tool!" Shu

Yiting secretly picked the corner of her mouth, and quickly hugged the softer hay on the ground in front of her, and began to move.

Tang Ming showed a hint of playfulness on his face, gathered the harder palm poles or something, and walked towards the sea.

After finding a puddle, Tang Ming took something and soaked it in the seawater.

Then, he brought two large stones, one large and one small, which were relatively flat, and put the big ones on the bottom, and put the plants on top, and then began to smash them with small stones next to each other.

Although it is a bit physically demanding, the effect is obvious.

It didn't take long for the fleshy parts of the plants to be smashed into juice, leaving only the fibers on the stones.

After getting one, Tang Ming put it in the water to wash off the excess impurities, and picked up the next one.

Time passed slowly, and it took Tang Ming more than an hour for a large bundle of coarse fiber plants to be roughly smashed out and turned into a handful of relatively soft fibers.

Unexpectedly, it is not so easy to do a good job of looking at a simple net bag.

Reaching out to pick up the seawater and washing his face, Tang Ming took his things back to the shade.

Before he got closer, he saw Shu Yiting's smug smile.

"It seems, are you admitting defeat? No, no, you are still pretending to be a master, look at the net pocket woven by this queen, is it beautiful.

Tang Ming stretched out his hand to take it, glanced at it casually, and then in Shu Yiting's widening eyes, her hands slammed hard, and the net pocket she had just made up was directly pulled in half.

"What are you doing?" Shu

Yiting stood up angrily.

Tang Ming clicked a few more times, pulled the net pocket to a pulp, and clapped his hands: "Do you think our time should be spent on toys? Just your thing can also be called a net bag? Can it hold five catties of fruit? I don't want to walk on the road and bother to help pick up the fruit that you will fall out at any time."

"Mine isn't, what about yours, I haven't seen you make a name for yourself for a long time.

Shu Yiting was unconvinced.

"Forget it, it's hard for me to explain it to you! If you don't understand, just look at it honestly, if you weren't too stupid as a woman, I would have to do these trivial tasks.

After speaking, Tang Ming didn't care what Shu Yiting's expression was. Sit down, sort out the fibers in your hands one by one, and stack them neatly.

Then he found another stick, sharpened the ends, drilled three small holes in the middle and both ends with the tip of a kitchen knife, and then took three fibers and pierced through the holes.

With one hand knotting the tips of the fibers, and with the other hand, pressing them straight to the thighs, the three fibers were kneaded into a small piece of string that looked even and strong.

In this way, as the three fibers decreased, the string became longer and longer, and every time a third of the fibers were about to be used up, Tang Ming would add a new one to make up for it.

Shu Yiting, who was originally unconvinced, stopped moving from the moment the rope appeared, squatting to the side with her eyes staggered, watching Tang Ming's skillful operation, her face was a little red.

Fortunately, the scumbag was busy making the rope and didn't bother with her, which reduced a lot of embarrassment.

After watching it for a while, Shu Yiting was also a little enlightened, every time Tang Ming's fiber was about to run out, she would help hand over a new fiber that she had picked up very straight.

The simple and mechanical movements were repeated repeatedly, but the two of them did not feel tired at all, and watching the sturdy string grow longer and longer in their hands, the sense of accomplishment turned into full motivation.

Another hour passed, the fibers had run out, and the string had been rolled out in a big roll. was neatly coiled on a wooden stick by Shu Yiting.

"I didn't expect you to even know this thing!" Seeing

the success of the labor, and then comparing her complacent behavior just now, Shu Yiting praised it with some shame.

"Where is this! The hardest thing hasn't come yet!" Tang

Ming exhaled, to be honest, it was really embarrassing for a big man to do this.

However, carefully crafted things should last a long time, so it doesn't matter if you spend a little physical effort.

After resting for a while, Tang Ming made a small circle with a thin wooden stick, crossed the rope, and began to weave a net pocket.

Different from Shu Yiting's shoddy work, this net pocket is tightly and evenly woven by Tang Ming, and the hole is only the size of a little finger, which is just enough to make blueberry-like fruits not fall out.

Circle up, as the opening became bigger and bigger, Shu Yiting really looked straight, and her eyes unconsciously shifted from the net pocket to Tang Ming's face.

Is this guy really the one he knows? Isn't it someone who crossed over?

Or is it ......

Thinking about it, there was a trace of imperceptible tenderness in Shu Yiting's eyes.

She has always known that Tang Ming likes herself, but for a gentleman like Tang Ming, saying that she likes someone is as simple as eating and drinking.

This is also the reason why Shu Yiting has never accepted Tang Ming's pursuit, because what she likes is the kind of man who is responsible and capable.

She never thought that people like Tang Ming would change.

But now, her judgment has been shaken a little because of Tang Ming's performance.

He

must have learned these things for himself

! Moreover, it was definitely not a day or two! Because he was so skilled at such an obscure skill as weaving a net pocket that he made people want to cry.

"Anyway, can you commit a nymphomaniac while committing it, you are staring at me like this, it makes it difficult for me to concentrate!"

Suddenly, Tang Ming's impatient words pulled Shu Yiting back to reality.

"Die!".