Hand rubbing nuclear fusion live in the wilderness

Chapter 44 Making Bamboo Baskets

Walking out of the cave, it was already bright outside, and the sun had risen.

If last night was the last day Han Yuan slept in these days, then today is the last day he got up.

In fact, I said that I slept late last night, but the time was not past zero.

It's just that it was much later than the previous few days. A few days ago, he went to bed almost after dark.

Since Surviving in the Wilderness, his routine has been forcibly reversed.

Before putting it on, midnight is considered a late bedtime?

No one dares to ask Xiu Xian to stay up late at two or three o'clock?
"System, start the live broadcast."

After stretching his waist and exercising his muscles, he started today's live broadcast.

Soon, countless viewers poured into the live broadcast room.

【First! 】

[Powder Liu Ming! 】

【I'm coming!I'm coming! 】

[Anchor, you are not professional, the time to start the live broadcast is getting later and later!Today is actually later than yesterday! 】

[Where are the little leopards?Anchor, let us see. 】

"The two little guys are in the cave. If you want to see it, go there first."

As he said that, Han Yuan controlled the shooting ball and flew towards the cave, while he himself began to collect the dried beef on the two large grills.

The earliest batch has been roasted continuously for more than ten hours, and the volume of the beef cubes has shrunk by more than half, and the outer part has already been roasted and cracked, and can be torn off directly by hand.

However, the drying time of the beef dissected at night is too short to achieve the effect of long-term preservation.

Squeezing the beef jerky, he picked and collected the earliest batch of dried beef.

Then he scraped away the embers of the bonfire, raised the bonfire again, and continued to roast the undried beef.

After putting away the beef, Han Yuan went to look at the butter that was boiled last night.

In the wooden container, the butter had already cooled down, and the edges had begun to condense.

He picked up a piece of viscera placed inside with a branch and took a quick look, then pinched it with his hands. These viscera were still elastic and fresh.

The effect of the 'oil seal method' looks very good, but it is covered with a thick layer of oil, and it needs to be washed clean when cooking soup for the two little ones, otherwise it will spoil their stomachs.

Generally speaking, it is still very good, the method of the ancestors is the best!
Putting down the internal organs, Han Yuan consciously manipulated the shooting ball and flew back, said.

"The two little guys have also seen it. They are safe and sound. Now I want to go back to the camp to see how the charcoal refined yesterday is."

"These two little guys can only be locked in the cave today, lest they run out and not come back."

"But before that, let me bury the mother jaguar."

With that said, he came to the side of the jaguar mother.

The jaguar mother, who had been dead for a long time, was already cold and stiff at the moment. Regarding the death of the jaguar, he felt a little complicated.

But without thinking too much, Han Yuan picked up the wooden stick in his hand and began to dig a hole.

Instead, there was a barrage of comments.

[Jaguar, can you eat it too?The anchor can collect the meat in the same way, so it is a bit wasteful to bury it directly. 】

【Before the burial, don't you let the two little ones take another look at their mother?anchor. 】

[I support the anchor's approach. Although it is indeed edible, if you really eat it, what do the two little guys think? 】

[Survival in the wilderness, where did you care so much?It wasn't the host who killed it. 】

【emmmm】

[The one who talked about eating, you have no relatives in your family, right? 】

[It's not necessary, is it?The anchor is not short of food now. The bison was captured by the jaguar mother. 】

[Come, come, bet at the opening, choose one to eat, and choose two to bury. 】

Seeing the barrage of constant quarrels on the virtual screen, Han Yuan stopped what he was doing and said:

"Eat it. As this friend said, I don't lack food now."

"There's more than enough meat for me to dissect from this bison."

"As for letting the two little guys come out to see their mother for the last time, I think it's better to forget it, so as not to make the two little guys sad and get lost, let them stay in the cave without knowing anything."

After finishing speaking, he continued to dig a hole. The soil on the rainforest ground would not be too dry. Although he lacked a shovel, it was not impossible to dig.

The broken wooden sticks can dig a hole in the ground every time, and if you gather less, you can make more. After more than half an hour, a hole that can accommodate the body of the jaguar mother in front of you is dug out.

Putting down the wooden stick and wiping the sweat off his head, Han Yuan rolled the jaguar mother into the pothole with great effort, and then began to cover it with soil.

Soon, a small bag of soil was piled up.

After clapping his hands and shaking off the dirt, Han Yuan glanced at the new grave and turned to leave.

He was right about the jaguar mother, too.

After adding some wet wood to the burning bonfire so that it could burn steadily, he took the stone ax and returned to the camp on the other side.

In the camp, the flames in the two stoves had been extinguished long ago, and the clay of the stove after firing was extremely dry, and the walls of the stove were hard.

Walking forward, Han Yuan reached out and touched the furnace wall, feeling the coolness.As the night passed, both stoves cooled down.

The furnace wall had cooled down, and when the audience in the live broadcast room thought that the next step was to break open the furnace wall to take out the charcoal, he turned and left.

He walked towards the bamboo forest he wrote down earlier, and said, "Before I break open the furnace wall, I will first make a few bamboo baskets to hold the charcoal."

"Before ironmaking, there is a lot of preparation work to be done. In my case, a day or two may not be able to get it done."

"So during this period, I have to transfer the charcoal to the shelter to prevent the sudden rain from getting wet."

In the bamboo forest, Han Yuan picked and selected a straight old bamboo, which is perfect for making bamboo weaving.

The stone ax in his hand slammed down, cutting off the bamboo bit by bit.

After a while, under the torment of the stone axe, the old bamboo that had grown for several years fell down with a 'creak' sound.

Going against the bamboo joints, removing the bamboo branches, and cutting off the useless bamboo top, he dragged the bamboo back to the camp.

Weaving bamboo is very simple for Korean won, and it is not as difficult as weaving straw sandals.

After taking a rest, he grabbed the stone ax and cut a hole in the bamboo from the bottom, then found a wooden stick and stuffed it into the broken bamboo body.

Then he grasped the two sections of the stick with both hands, and pushed it hard like the top of the bamboo. The bamboo body made a crackling sound, and soon, this intact bamboo was broken into two sides.

In less than half an hour, a complete bamboo turned into a finger-wide slender piece of bamboo in his hands.

The fast speed and high proficiency surprised the audience in the live broadcast room.

[The anchor's technique of breaking bamboo is very skilled! 】

[Catch a bamboo craftsman! 】

[My family is specialized in making wreaths and mourning houses. If you need it, you can contact me, and I will ensure that you are satisfied with living below! 】

[Upstairs Xiu'er! 】

[Forget it, you'd better tie one for yourself first. 】

[What age is it, and there are still feudal superstitions, labor and capital are directly cremated when they die, and then the ashes are thrown into the sea to feed fish! 】

　Sorry to be late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)