365 days of wilderness survival

At night, there are no stars in the sky, the waves lap on the beach, and the cold wind whistles through the mountains and forests of Qianyue Island.

Inside the shelter of Chu Feng and the others, Yun Xin, the Liu family and the others were all sitting around the earthen kang, ready to eat dinner.

"Huhu~~, hot." Liu Yimeng reached out and tore off a piece of freshly steamed bean cake, and her hot hands alternately rotated.

"Sister Meng, be careful of the hot." Yun Xin said softly.

Liu Yimeng opened her mouth and took a bite of the bean cake, and responded vaguely: "It's okay, it's quite delicious." "

"I'll taste." Yun Xin also broke a piece of bean cake, put it to his mouth and blew it and took a bite.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and the unique fragrance of oil beans overflowed in her mouth, and she said, "I haven't eaten such thick food for a long time." "

"It's so fragrant, it's more fragrant than toast." Wu Qingyue chewed bean cake in her mouth, and there was a bowl of seafood stew in front of her, and she ate happily with a bite of bean cake and seafood.

"Delicious." Qi Weiting tore the bean cake into small pieces and then stuffed it into her mouth, and the steamed bean cake was soft and hard, not as hard as after freshly pressed oil.

"It's a staple food." Chu Feng said softly, the feeling of fullness of the bean cake is not worse than that of rice, he ate half a piece of the bean cake, and his stomach already has a feeling of fullness.

"Chu Feng, can we also grow oil and beans?" Liu Yiqiu asked softly.

"Yes, but it's not necessary, there are many fallen tubers in that clearing, and they will naturally sprout when spring comes, and then they will dig it." Chu Feng said softly while eating seafood.

"Uh-huh." Liu Yiqiu nodded lightly, oil sand beans can be said to be a very important survival resource for everyone at present.

Half an hour later, everyone finished dinner, and at Qi Weiting's insistence, she and Liu Yiqiu were responsible for cleaning the pots and bowls.

"Chu Feng, are you going to crush the oil and beans." Liu Yimeng pouted.

"Guessed right." Chu Feng chuckled, the boring work was about to start again.

"Chu Feng, why don't you make a grinder?" Liu Yimeng asked suspiciously.

"Are you really omnipotent?" Chu Feng smiled bitterly and said, in the wilderness tools are limited, the grinder is not so easy to make.

"Or you can make a stone mill, like grinding soy milk." Liu Yimeng continued.

"That's not suitable for grinding oil salsa beans, unless you want soy milk, not vegetable oil." Chu Feng rolled his eyes.

Stone grinding is used to grind soy milk, if it is used to grind oil and beans, then the final result will only be bean dregs.

"Oooh... I probably understood. Liu Yimeng seemed to understand the answer.

She carried the dried oil and beans, sat obediently at the wooden table, and began to get busy with sticks and stones.

Yun Xin cleaned the fireplace and steamed the crushed beans later.

"It seems to be fun." Wu Qingyue was eager to try, sitting next to Liu Yimeng, learning to help crush the oil and beans.

"Sister Qingyue, you'll know after a while whether it's fun or not." Liu Yimeng said with a smile.

After more than twenty minutes, the excited look on Wu Qingyue's face disappeared, leaving only a numb and boring rolling stick in her hand, crushing all the oil beans on the stone.

At this time, Liu Yiqiu and Qi Weiting also finished cleaning the pots and bowls and sat at the wooden table to help.

The four of them grind the beans together, and the girl steams them, and then uses sackcloth, rope and bamboo boxes to make bean cakes for oil pressing.

Chu Feng, on the other hand, was busy in front of the wooden frame, rummaging through clay pots to find the herbs he needed.

He prepared to prepare the plant culture solution, water the wild vegetables in the evening, and see how the results are tomorrow.

Chu Feng processed the herbs he found out according to the requirements in the formula, and then pounded them all into mud and put them in a clay pot.

He used up a lot of herbs this time, two-thirds of his current stock, and many herbs with only one or two plants were also used.

"It seems that you have to grow some herbs yourself." Chu Feng whispered to himself, got up and carried the clay pot containing the medicinal mud out of the shelter and walked towards the cultivation room.

"Crunch..."

The wooden door of the cultivation room was pushed open, and Chu Feng closed it with his backhand after entering, walked to the fireplace, and added some wood to it.

He stood up and looked into the tank, which was still full.

"It should be enough." Chu Feng muttered softly, flipped the clay pot, poured all the medicinal mud into the water tank, and then found a wooden stick to stir it thoroughly.

The originally clear water in the water tank turns light green, and there is a faint herbal fragrance emitted, which is the plant culture liquid.

"It's growing pretty fast." Chu Feng's fingers fiddled with the wild vegetable sprouts that had grown one or two centimeters.

Chu Feng filled the clay pot he brought with plant culture liquid, and then scooped the wild vegetables with a bamboo tube, starting from each layer and each section of the bamboo trough, and fully soaked the soil.

Two cultivation racks, a total of twenty layers of bamboo troughs, it took him about ten minutes to water them all.

"Hope it works." Chu Feng said softly, and after adding two more pieces of wood to the fireplace, he turned around and left the cultivation room.

"Sasha, woo-woo..."

Chu Feng's footsteps stopped, frowning and looking sideways in the direction outside the fence, he heard a strange sound.

He relaxed his steps, hid his breath, and approached the gate of the fence.

This is the wooden door of the shelter was pushed open, Liu Yimeng poked out, and shouted suspiciously: "Chu Feng, what's wrong?" "

"It's broken." Chu Feng's face changed, his body retreated, and the perception of danger in the back of his head was reminded.

"Whaa

The next moment, several wolf howls sounded outside the shelter one after another.

Liu Yimeng stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, her beautiful eyes widened, her body retreated, and she accidentally slammed into the door frame.

"Ah~~"

She bit her lower lip and squatted down, reaching out to cover her head, her eyes misting.

Yun Xin, Wu Qingyue and the others all ran out, and asked with a nervous face: "What was that sound just now?" Is it a wolf howl? "

"Well, bring me the bow and arrow." Chu Feng said in a deep voice, his eyes kept staring outside the fence.

"Good." Liu Yiqiu turned around and entered the shelter, took the horn compound bow from the support column, took the arrow barrel placed on the side, and handed it over out of the shelter.

Yun Xin squatted down to check Liu Yimeng's head, and asked with concern: "Sister Meng, are you okay?" "

"It's okay." Liu Yimeng waved her hand and stood up holding the door frame.

"I didn't expect the wolves to come."

She said with a bitter face, more concerned about the wolves outside the fence than the collision just now.

"What to do? The wolf should not be able to enter..." Wu Qingyue was also nervous, encountering a wild beast in the wild for the first time.

"You all go in." Chu Feng said with a serious face, the bow and arrow in his hand were tight, and he couldn't see what was going on outside, so he could only judge by his voice.

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