Wilderness Survival 365 Days

Chu Feng turned around and returned to the wooden shelf, took out two or three herbs collected before from the clay pot, twisted them in half with his bare hands, and stuffed them into the clay pot together.

He filled the clay pot with water and put it on the fireplace to boil.

The audience in the live broadcast room brushed up the bullet screen.

“Chu Feng even understands Chinese medicine?”

“He still understands something, and these are used to treat colds and fevers, but he doesn’t know what is added later?”

“It seems that there is nothing that Chu Feng would not do…”

“Take the small book and prepare to write down the recipe, what herbs are put in the end?” Who saw that? ”

“……”

“Chu Feng, how long will it be cooked?” Liu Yimeng asked curiously.

“Boil until you have a bowl of water left.” Chu Feng said softly, turned around and took a pottery plate from the wooden shelf and covered it with a clay pot.

“That’s going to take a long time.” Liu Yimeng nodded, got up and took the bamboo net that had been put aside, to continue last night’s papermaking work.

“You take a break, I’ll get it.” Chu Feng said softly, picked up the cut bamboo pieces on the ground, and made the sole of the last shoe.

“No, I’m not tired now.” Liu Yiqiu sipped some pale lips.

“Then you pay attention to rest.” Chu Feng raised an eyebrow, this face is about to catch up with the flour makeup of a certain country, not tired?

“Boom….”

There was thunder outside the shelter, and the rain didn’t get any smaller today, but fortunately the camp was built on higher terrain, and the rain was flowing low, without causing too much water in the yard.

“I don’t know when the rain will stop.” Liu Yimeng said in frustration, holding the wet paper he had just made.

“It won’t stop anytime soon.” Chu Feng said helplessly.

When he went out today, he had already observed the celestial phenomena, and although he was not sure how many days would fall, he could judge that in the next two days, the rain would probably not stop.

“Staying in the shelter all the time, it will be moldy.” Liu Yimeng muttered, placed the bamboo net next to the fireplace, and then added a few pieces of wood to the fireplace.

She stood up, carefully lifted the clay plate, and looked at the boiling herbs inside.

“Put some salt in it, half a spoonful is enough.” Chu Feng said softly.

“Okay.” Liu Yimeng twisted her hips and went to the wooden frame, scooped half a spoonful of salt with a small spoon, and poured it into a clay pot.

After nearly half an hour, only a little bit of water remained in the clay pot, and it was set up on the fireplace with scalding hot bubbles.

Chu Feng glanced at the situation inside the clay pot and whispered, “Okay, take a bowl.” ”

“Okay.” Liu Yimeng quickly took a pottery bowl from the wooden shelf and placed it on a wooden table next to it.

Chu Feng cushioned the hay with both hands, tilted with the clay pot, poured out all the juice inside, and filled a clay bowl.

The pottery bowl was steaming, the medicinal soup was dark green and somewhat cloudy, and there were boiled perilla leaves floating inside, which looked like a bowl of dark dishes.

“Do you want to drink it?” The corners of Liu Yiqiu’s mouth twitched, and instinctively began to resist.

“Of course, if you want to get good quickly, you have to drink.” The corners of Chu Feng’s mouth were raised, and this bowl of dark green medicinal soup made him feel a little unwilling to drink.

“All right.” Liu Yiqiu wrinkled her good-looking nose, carefully picked up the ceramic bowl on the table, put it to her mouth and hesitated, or opened her mouth to drink.

The indescribable smell of herbs filled her taste buds, followed by a green bitter smell emanating out, and she frowned and whispered, “It’s so bitter.” ”

“I’m going to drink it all.” Chu Feng said softly, this bowl of medicine to drink, enough to cure her fever and cold.

“Got it.” Liu Yiqiu frowned and replied, opened her mouth and blew hot air, the medicinal soup that had just been poured out was still very hot, and she could only take a small sip.

In order to continue to stay and compete, even if this bowl is poison, she must grit her teeth and drink it, not to mention that this is Chu Feng and her sister, who braved the rainstorm to find herbs for most of the day before they boiled out.

“Gollum…”

The weather was very cold, the medicinal soup was very fast, and after five minutes, the whole bowl of dark green medicinal soup was drunk by her.

“I feel like I want to throw up.” Liu Yiqiu covered her mouth, and the bitter medicinal soup made her stomach can’t help but ‘protest’.

“Normal reaction, eat a piece of beeswax to remove the taste.” Chu Feng said softly, and found a piece of beeswax from the wooden shelf and handed it over.

Liu Yiqiu hurriedly shoved the beeswax into her mouth and chewed it, and after a while, the feeling of wanting to throw up gradually dissipated.

“Scared me to death, I thought your sister was pregnant.” Liu Yimeng teased, pretending to reach out and pat his chest,

“…” The corners of Liu Yiqiu’s mouth twitched, and she no longer had the strength to give her sister a brain breakdown.

“Go get some sleep, it’s going to be a lot better to wake up.” Chu Feng said softly, just after drinking the medicine and sleeping for a while, you can make the effect of the medicine play faster.

“Well, I’m a little sleepy.” Liu Yiqiu yawned and rolled over on the big I bed and lay down.

“Sleep, dinner is ready to eat, I call you.” Yun Xin said softly, helping to cover the quilt and hay.

“Okay.” Liu Yiqiu answered confusedly, closed her eyes and began to sleep.

“I’ll boil some soup.” Yun Xin said in a low voice, and put the freshly made rabbit fur shoes next to the wooden frame to dry.

She took out the durian shells and seeds that she had washed last night, poured half of the seeds into the clay pot, and then took out the durian shells and cut the white part of the inside into small pieces and put them in.

Yun Xin put another plant of chanterelle into the clay pot, and then put half of the head of the little wild goat inside, filled it with water and boiled it on the fireplace.

She covered the clay plate and sighed softly, “Just have a pheasant.” ”

Foodies generally use chicken and durian shells and seeds to stew soup, and now the conditions are limited, and can only be replaced by sheep’s head.

Chu Feng stood at the door of the shelter, looking at the rain that was constantly falling in the sky outside, and sighed darkly: “Many things can’t be done on a rainy day.” ”

Today is the thirty-seventh day of their arrival in the wilderness, that is, more than a month has passed since the goal of the year.

“Chu Feng, the pulp is gone.” Liu Yimeng held a bamboo net in her hand, fishing for the pulp in the clay pot, but she couldn’t make up the amount of paper, and the paper that came out of this way was afraid that it would be easily broken, so that the fingers and Ju I flower would have a close contact with I.

“Wait for the rain to stop and then mix the pulp.” Chu Feng said softly that he decided to change the material to make paper, and it was too slow to use the bark.

“Well, now the paper is good enough for a while.” Liu Yimeng laughed and said that last night plus the paper made today, there was already a very thick pile, and there was no need to worry about the paper in a short time.

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