Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 35 Snake Soup, Build Bamboo Building

He didn't plan to choose a place that was too close to the lake, because he still didn't know if there were any big monsters hidden in that big lake, and was it dangerous?
So it's better to choose the side close to the mountains and forests.Although there are big tigers in the big forest behind the mountain forest, those two big tigers will basically not come to the big lake.

He selected a field about ten meters in front of the cave, and then pulled out the grass on it.

Unexpectedly, I ran into a cauliflower snake weighing six to seven catties in the grass. When the cauliflower snake saw it, it grinned ferociously and rushed towards him.

He stretched out his hand, and slapped the cauliflower snake on the head with lightning speed. The head of the cauliflower snake was slapped directly into the grass, and it was smashed to pieces.

He happily carried the cauliflower snake, which weighed five or six catties, and ran to the lake to slaughter it.

After beheading the snake's head with a bone knife, peeling the skin and removing the viscera, he went back with the snake meat and snake gallbladder, put the snake meat in a clay pot, added water and wild ginger, and simmered over high heat.

Although the little white snake is also a snake, he didn't act too aggressively towards Yun Buliu's killing of the cauliflower snake, and even ran over to ask him for the cauliflower snake's meat.

Yun Buliu was not surprised by this.

In the mountains and forests, things like big snakes eating small snakes sometimes happen.However, with the body of the little white snake less than one meter long, it must not be able to eat such a big cauliflower snake.

But it can make Yun Buliu tear the snake meat into pieces and feed it one by one.

But thinking that the snake meat was already in the clay pot, he chose to drive it away mercilessly, "Don't be greedy, I'll give you meat tonight, I'm going to work now, this is for you."

As he spoke, he threw the snake gall to it. As soon as the little white snake stretched out its head, it opened its mouth to catch it.

After filling the stone stove with firewood, he ran back to the greenery outside and made an area about six to seven meters long and wide, which was used as the main body of the bamboo building.

As for the terrace outside the bamboo building, there is still time to build it after the bamboo building is built.

He even thought about digging a pool under the terrace after the terrace was built, and then using bamboo to bring the living water from the big river to this side.

In this way, it is not only convenient to fetch water, but also convenient to take a bath, swim, raise fish and so on.

The water in the Great Lakes looks clear, but it is not actually clean.

If it weren't for the fact that the water in the big lake is flowing, and there are lake fish in the lake, and those fools from Goose Village, he wouldn't dare to throw those animal offal into the lake easily.

Therefore, drawing the river water to drink and wash has always been in his mind.

I used to think that there was no need to be so troublesome, and I thought it would not take long to leave, but now... If I have the opportunity to go to the other side of the lake in the future, I can go there and dig some wild lotus couples to plant in the pond.Of course, if he hadn't left here at that time.

Thinking of these, he thought about building the small bamboo building as soon as possible.

After weeding, he ran back to the cave, added a handful of firewood to the bottom of the stove, and then returned to the grass to start digging a hole with a stick.

After digging more than one meter deep, there is still no solid soil under the ground.

So he took the bamboo tube, inserted it into the hole, and hammered the top of the bamboo tube with the black stone that he used for chopping firewood as a stone hammer.

As he continued to hammer, the bamboo tube slowly drilled into the ground.

With a few strokes of the stone hammer, he would shake or rotate the bamboo tube.

Not long after, the sinking speed of the bamboo tube slowed down, and it should have touched the solid soil of the ground.

Seeing this, he pulled out the bamboo tube from the ground, then measured it with a rope, and found that the hole he dug, plus the hole made by the bamboo tube, had a depth of [-] meters.

He carried a bamboo over and inserted it into the pothole he had made.

Then he held the bamboo and pushed it down hard until the bamboo was almost two meters one or two into the hole, and he couldn't go any further. Then he stopped and filled the hole with stones to fill it up.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the evening wind was warm, blowing across the lake, brushing the grass, and blowing on the person, which immediately lifted the person's laziness.

He filled the hole and pushed down the bamboo. After finding it was very stable, he stopped working. After feeling the beauty of the sunset, he went to the lake to wash up, and went straight back to the cave to gather the half-dried tea leaves. Carry it back to the cave and dry it tomorrow.

Dinner is stewed snake soup and wild boar barbecue. The snake soup is very sweet and has no other ingredients.

Compared with wild boar, snake meat is indeed more delicious.

Yun Buliu estimated that there should be snakes in Xiaomaoqiu's usual diet.If it wasn't for the little white snake's ability to release poison, I don't know if it would secretly eat the little white snake?

He couldn't help looking at the little white snake, thinking: such a strange little snake, I don't know if its meat is delicious or not?After eating, I wonder if there will be any miraculous effect?

As if sensing Yun Buliu's malicious gaze, the little white snake opened its small mouth and scales towards him, revealing its small fangs.

"Ahem, don't bark, eat your meat!"

……

After dinner, one person, one snake and one beast, sat lazily on wicker chairs blowing the night breeze.

After blowing the night wind for a while, he lit a bonfire next to the rattan chair and made bamboo tubes by the bonfire.

At the same time, he put the other bamboo tubes made by the fire to bake. He didn't dare to let these bamboo tubes get too close to the flame, and he didn't dare to take them out to dry, for fear that the bamboo tubes would crack.

After making three bamboo tubes, he felt that he could start making salty bamboo shoots tomorrow night.

……

When I woke up the next day, it was another sunny day.

After exercising for half an hour, he ran to the lake to wash. Seeing the dry firewood floating in the lake, he picked up the stones by the lake and threw them at the dry firewood floating in the lake.

The piece of dry wood that was hit was stimulated, and he couldn't help turning his head and opening his mouth, with the sound of splashing water.

When he didn't feel any opponent nearby, he regained his calm.

Seeing this, Yun Buliu snickered, picked up another stone, and threw it at the dry firewood.But this time he didn't use his right hand, but his left.

Sure enough, the accuracy of the left hand was several grades worse than that of the right hand.

Thinking that he needed to find a mobile rake to train his head, he simply used these dry firewood to practice his hands.However, he mainly practiced with his left hand, and his right hand was far more accurate than his left.

After another half an hour, he went back to finish his breakfast.

Because his left-handed aim was extremely limited, the ferocity of those dry sticks was not fully aroused by him, and none of the dry sticks wanted to rush to the lake to fight him desperately.

Even if you are hit by a stone occasionally, at most you turn around and bite with your mouth open, and only sink into the water to hide after finding no opponent.

Yun Buliu felt that these guys could be used to practice hands in the future. They are rough and thick and are not afraid of being hit, unlike those fools in Goose Village, who accidentally passed a stone and died.

It would be fine if it was hung by the lake, and I could still pick it up and have a meal.But if it is hung in the lake, it will only be cheap for those dry firewood.

After breakfast, he came to the grass, glanced at it with his eyes, and then dug a hole with a wooden stick at a distance of about six meters on the other side.

After digging more than one meter deep, he inserted the long bamboo tube in the air into the hole, and hit the top of the bamboo tube with the black stone, and soon there was soil in the middle of the bamboo tube.

In this way, he quickly planted the second bamboo pillar.

After planting the two bamboo pillars, he began to calculate, how many bamboo pillars should be driven into the ground for a size of six meters by six meters?
For the sake of safety, he decided to drive more bamboo stakes down, nailing one bamboo stake down every 1.5 meters. If there are five in a row, there will be 25 in five rows.

This is a lot of work, and he only planted less than ten roots in one day.

Returning to the cave at night, after finishing dinner, he began to cook bamboo shoots to make salty bamboo shoots.

(End of this chapter)