Lucky King of Wilderness Survival

“Okay, let’s go!”

“What if the crocodile wakes up during the day and wants to come out for a walk?”

Jiang Weiwei was extremely nervous the whole time.

Now that the grass was almost enough, she hurriedly urged Ye Han to leave.

Ye Han nodded, after knowing that there were crocodiles living in the swamp, every time he came, it was actually an adventure and a fight for luck.

Lin Bei still said that he was right, Ye Han was just lucky with himself.

“Okay, let’s go back!”

Ye Han bundled the grass into two large bundles, one more and one less.

The extra bundle, he dragged it himself.

The less bundle let Jiang Weiwei drag.

“Hee-hee, it’s not heavy!”

The little girl smiled happily.

She could naturally see that Ye Han took care of her, afraid that she would be tired.

The heart is also sweet, sweeter than eating honey.

The two dragged two bundles of grass back to the bamboo house.

Treat the grass first, spread it out to dry, and then use it.

Ye Han and Jiang Weiwei spread out all the grass, exposed them to the sun, and then began to open a window for the bamboo house.

The bamboo house is impervious to the wind and light, and over time, it will become dark and damp, and it will get sick sooner or later if you live all the time.

It is necessary to open a window.

Ye Han chose a position and gestured twice with a Swiss Army knife.

“Open a window here, and you can ventilate it, and in the morning there will be light coming in.”

“This is it.”

Ye Han said and began to cut the bamboo with his hands.

It was too tight and tied too tightly, and now it’s a bit troublesome to deal with.

However, Ye Han was patient and slowly cut with a Swiss Army knife.

It took about half an hour, and Ye Han opened a big hole in a bamboo wall.

One by one, the bamboo knots fell and were placed aside by Ye Han.

The rest of the matter is a little easier.

“Brother, how are you going to get the windows?”

“Need a window screen?”

Jiang Weiwei handed over a glass of water, very intimate.

Ye Han took a sip of water and nodded.

“The screen window must be wanted, and when the grass is dried tomorrow, weave a screen window out of the grass.”

“Today I will finish the windows on the inner floor.”

Ye Han said.

The walls of the bamboo house are double-layered, which is Ye Han to make the bamboo house stronger.

Therefore, on the inner floor, Ye Han was directly tied up with bamboo knots to make a window that could move.

On this layer outside, Ye Han wants to make a screen window, which can usually be opened, and he is not afraid that insects will run in.

Then, Ye Han sat down and used a Swiss Army knife to punch holes in the cut bamboo joints.

Use vines to pass through holes to string these bamboo knots together and tie them tightly.

A bamboo window has been made.

The next step is to connect the window to the wall.

Ye Han drilled holes in a row of bamboo on the edge of the wall, still tied with vines.

“It should be fine.”

Ye Han pushed this window, it can be moved.

After closing, it is basically tightly closed and connected to the wall.

Ye Han thought about it, and took another bamboo knot and connected it with the lower end of the window.

This bamboo section has a groove carved into it that can be pressed against the wall.

In this way, after Ye Han opened the window, he could use this bamboo knot against the wall to keep the window open.

“This window is ready to ventilate the house.”

“If the ground is directly covered with a layer of straw mats, I am afraid that it will not be able to block the humidity, and it will be cold in the future.”

Ye Han pondered.

The brick house was definitely going to be built, but it was a big project.

The bamboo house will definitely have to live for a while, and it can’t be settled.

Not only to live comfortably, but also to avoid getting sick.

Ye Han thought about it, moved the things inside the house first, moved them outside the house, and simply cleaned them up.

“Brother, do you want to lay the floor, what to use to lay it?”

Jiang Weiwei also felt that the mud floor in the bamboo house looked uncomfortable, if only there was a floor.

Ye Han also wants the floor!

But the floor is best made of wood or bamboo.

There is not much bamboo left, and Ye Han is reluctant to use it.

Cutting down trees is another troublesome thing, and it is impossible to complete it without three or five days.

“It’s like making pottery, kneading some mud out.”

“Let’s go get water together and pick up some pebbles back.”

Ye Han said after thinking about it.

Two people carried bamboo baskets to the stream and began to collect pebbles.

Inside the stream, on both sides of the stream, there are many pebbles, but Ye Han needs more.

Not a single bamboo basket is full, and the pebbles are gone.

“Let’s use these first!”

“It should be about the same!”

Ye Han took water and carried the pebbles back to the bamboo house.

There is still a lot of mud left from the last time the trap was dug.

Just right now it works.

Ye Han first poured the pebbles into the bamboo house and laid a layer.

Then knead the mud with Jiang Weiwei.

This time, there is no need to clean up the impurities inside like the one when making pottery.

Even Ye Han had to add some grass roots, thatch and the like to it.

After a simple kneading, Ye Han took Jiang Weiwei together and began to lay mud on the ground of the bamboo house.

A pebble was laid first, and it can already have a certain effect.

Coupled with these grass roots, thatched mud will better block the moisture and cold from the ground, and it will be more comfortable to live and not easy to get sick.

The conditions are limited, and now it can only be done first.

Soon, Ye Han took Jiang Weiwei to spread a layer of mud inside the bamboo house and covered the pebbles below.

Ye Han used a piece of bamboo to make the mud floor as flat as possible, even if it was done.

“It’s noon, the sun is big, it’s airy, and let the mud dry itself.

“When the sun is gone, just roast it over the fire, let’s eat!”

This morning, Ye Han did a lot of work again.

However, Jiang Weiwei looked at the mud floor in the bamboo house, but she was playful.

This muddy ground is now soft, it has not dried out or hardened, and you can write on it!

Jiang Weiwei used a thin bamboo stick to draw on the mud floor at the door.

“I see that you are not tired at all, and you still have the mind to draw.”

“Is this a painting, Teacher Lin Bei?”

With a smile on his face, Ye Han took a closer look.

It’s not Teacher Lin Bei, it’s a pig’s head.

There was also a piece of poop on his head.

Ye Han had a bad premonition that Jiang Weiwei was going to make it bad.

Sure enough, Jiang Weiwei smiled and wrote next to the pig’s head.

I originally planned to write Ye Han, but there were too many strokes, and the little girl wanted to save trouble, so she directly wrote a YH, which is the abbreviation of Ye Han’s name.

“Okay!”

“Don’t erase me, I finally drew it, go wash your hands, come back to cook and eat!”

Jiang Weiwei was afraid that Ye Han would ruin her masterpiece.

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