After A Hundred Days Of Survival In The Wilderness, I Received A Mysterious Gift

"You're yelling and screaming to prevent people from sleeping?"

Ye Fan had just fallen asleep and was woken up again, and couldn't help but curse.

"Fucking hell!"

Mao Xiaojun ignored Ye Fan and cursed. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.

"It can't be that... there is a tomb group near here, right?"

"However, it is normal for there to be tombs in this place. After all, this is an inaccessible place. Maybe some people secretly built a cemetery here?"

Mao Xiaojun kept talking, wondering and wondering.

"No, why are you making a noise? Don't disturb other people's sleep, okay?"

Ye Fan turned around angrily and opened his eyes.

"Oh oh oh, what the hell is this?"

Ye Fan was startled after just one glance, and her heart was pounding out of her chest.

It turned out that several female team members of Sa Yongyi turned around while pretending to be ghosts.

Ye Fan looked at a man standing outside the car window.

"A ghost is coming! Isn't this some old ghost from nearby? 860"

Mao Xiaojun was really scared this time.

His body was shaking with nervousness.

"There is no ghost in the world, Yong Yi, is it you?"

Ye Fan didn't believe it.

Seeing the figure of a dark figure in the middle, which looked a bit like Sa Yongyi, he asked.

"Haha, Teacher Ye is still brave. Some people even want to pretend to be ghosts and scare people, but in the end they are as timid as a mouse."

A sound like a silver bell sounded, and the figure was seen pulling up the long hair on his head. Who else could it be if it wasn't Sa Yongqia.

"You guys are so boring."

Mao Xiaojun was afraid for most of the day, but in the end, he wanted to tease others but was teased by others, which made him feel a little unhappy.

"You are boring! If you do this again next time, we will sue you for harassment."

"Humph, that's right, if you dare to do this again, we will pretend to be ghosts to scare you every night."

Zheng Wanying's personality is inherently fierce, but now she has an excuse.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. This is my fault. I apologize to you and let's make things even."

Mao Xiaojun looks rough, but in fact he is very timid, so he quickly surrenders.

"Huh, that's pretty much it."

The female team members won the battle and happily returned to the shelter to rest.

"Okay, now that you've disturbed me like this, I don't feel sleepy at all now.

Ye Fan blamed.

"Haha, how about you get up later tomorrow, and I'll help you see the scene first."

Mao Xiaojun smiled.

"Forget it, I'll go down and take a walk!"

Ye Fan put on an extra layer of clothes and got out of the RV, ready to go for a walk.

"The climate in the south is still better than in the north."

Ye Fan felt a bit of coolness as he walked in the wilderness, but this coolness was still different from the bone-chilling cold in the north.

Around the camp, the sounds of crickets and other small animals can be heard constantly, bringing a special kind of tranquility to people.

"Teacher Ye, you're still not asleep yet!"

At this time, a control voice came from behind.

Ye Fan turned around and looked over.

"Yongyi, can't you sleep either?"

"Yeah, I'm usually a light sleeper, but after such a fuss just now, I don't feel sleepy at all (bicg) anymore."

Sa Yongyi said helplessly.

"Then you, like me, are both indispensable types.

"Yes, Teacher Ye, are you going to take a walk?"

"yes."

"Then, let's go together.

"good."

The two walked around the camp several times until the moon was almost sinking before going back to rest again.

The next day, Ye Fan did not get up until ten in the morning.

He briefly washed up, ate breakfast, and then quickly walked out of the RV.

Mao Xiaojun was sitting on a stone basking in the sun.

In the distance, Shi Dong and several male teammates were sweating profusely and busy.

"Are you ready to make pottery?"

Ye Fan walked over curiously.

"Just in time, come here and help us take a look at the pottery cellar we dug. How do you think it is?"

When Shi Dong saw him coming, he called Ye Fan over.

"It should be okay...just seal it better and control the heat better during the firing process."

Ye Fan took a brief look and said.

"Okay, we'll start right away."

Shi Dong and several companions took the dried pottery pieces to the cellar one by one.

"This clay seems not to be well made."

Ye Fan frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Because they might not believe what he said to Stone.

Just let them sum up their experience later.

"It's ten o'clock in the morning, and the fever should be around seven or eight o'clock in the afternoon."

Shi Dong glanced at the time and began to organize people to light a fire for calcination.

Several people took turns taking care of it, and it was not until eight o'clock in the evening that the pottery cellar was turned off.

The next morning, Tian Mi's results were almost as expected by Ye Fan.

Most of the pottery in the entire kiln was either cracked or broken, and only a few were truly intact.

Shi Dong and several companions were dumbfounded.

"You worked hard all day to bake these three pieces of usable pottery?"

Shi Dong gasped, in disbelief.

"Well, at least you have a usable clay pot. It will be much more convenient to cook food later.

Ye Fan laughed from the side.

"That's right."

Shi Dong smiled helplessly. .