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

"The tenth day of participating in the event!"

In the early morning, Ye Fan drew a horizontal line on the tree, and the two characters "正" were complete.

"The temperature has already begun to drop. In another half month, it will probably start to cool down."

Standing not far from the camp, Ye Fan felt a hint of coolness in the early morning.

"Good morning, Brother Ye!"

Ye Fan had just arrived at the grove and was about to chop some firewood and go back when he saw Han Ruying holding her beloved wooden bow in her hand and searching in the woods, apparently looking for a suitable bow string.

"I haven't found the bowstring yet!"

Ye Fan smiled at Han Ruying, chose a big tree, and prepared to cut some branches from the big tree.

"Um!?"

Suddenly there was a slight movement in the tree. Ye Fan was startled and looked up the tree.

He was happy when he saw it. It turned out that there was a hole in the trunk of the tree. Several small heads protruded from the hole, looking at the uninvited guest Ye Fan with their round eyes.

"So it's you little guys!"

"Then I won't disturb you!"

Ye Fan waved goodbye to a few squirrels and then left.

He chose another tree and cut off a few branches.

"These should be enough for cooking this morning."

Ye Fan shook his head slightly.

Firewood is getting harder and harder to collect.

"Brother Ye! Look, this kind of rattan should be good for making bow strings!"

Ye Fan was about to leave when Han Ruying ran over from a distance, holding a slender cane in her hand.

"Let me see."

Ye Fan took the cane and tried to pull it a few times with both hands.

"The toughness is okay, but the elasticity is not enough. If I use it as a bow string, the arrow may not be able to shoot very far."

"Yes, but there is no better material, so I can only make do with it for the time being."

"Okay, anyway, we don't plan to rely on it to deal with larger beasts."

Ye Fan smiled.

"Brother Ye, I, I just want to help you."

Han Ruying didn't know why, but her face suddenly turned red.

"In my opinion, if you use this bow, you might as well cut a few bamboo spears or wooden spears. Then, we can use it as a javelin."

"If you throw it from a distance of tens of meters, the stung beast will taste very sour, right?"

"Ah, why didn't I think of you, Brother Ye, you are the smarter one!"

"Weren't we using wooden and bamboo guns like this in the trap that day? These bamboo and wooden guns were able to pierce the body of the wild boar, and their lethality was astonishing."

Han Ruying raised her eyebrows and immediately started to get busy again, whittling bamboo and wooden spears.

"This girl really doesn't stop for a second!"

Ye Fan smiled and shook his head.

"Brother Ye, shall we have breakfast as usual?"

Ye Fan returned to the camp and An Xiaoya had just gotten up.

"Stay as usual, but you can put less bones, more pork head meat, and some sausages to change the taste a little."

"Okay, then I'll start cooking."

"Um."

Ye Fan used a stone ax to chop the branches he had just brought back from the grove into thin branches and handed them to An Xiaoya.

"So much oil!"

An Xiaoya looked at her two palms and complained.

She went to get the sausage just now, but her hands were stained with meat fat.

"Let me make some soap!"

Ye Fan thought about it and felt that it was necessary to make soap.

"Brother Ye, how do you make soap?"

"The method is very simple, just mix filtered plant ash water and lard and heat it."

Ye Fan found a half-broken pottery basin as a heating container.

Plant ash and lard are readily available.

However, there are still a few steps in between.

An Xiaoya looked on in surprise.

"It turns out that this is how soap is made. It's really unexpected."

“A greasy thing like lard is actually one of the raw materials for soap!”

An Xiaoya watched the process of Ye Fan "cooking" soap in the pottery basin, and it was almost unbelievable.

"It's that simple! You can try it yourself when you have time."

Ye Fan smiled and kept stirring the mixture in the basin.

The soap in the pottery basin finally began to solidify and saponify. Ye Fan didn't have any shaping molds on his hands, so he could only use a dagger to cut the soap into square squares.

"It's amazing!"

An Xiaoya used a branch to dig a small piece of soap into the pottery basin, put it in her hands, rubbed it, and then started to wash her hands.

"My hands are no longer oily!"

When she finished washing her hands, she was surprised to find that her palms, which were oily just now, had become clean again.

"That much soap will last you a while."

As a professional cook, An Xiaoya's love for soap is self-evident.

"Haha, from now on, just put the soap next to the stove! You are the one who mainly uses it anyway."

Ye Fan took a broken pottery bowl, picked up the soap pieces in the pot, and put them into the bowl.

"Start burning bricks!"

After breakfast, Ye Fan came to the brick cellar next to the grove.

He transferred all the dried bricks in the drying cellar to the brick cellar.

After some simple preparations, Ye Fan started to light a fire and burn bricks.

"Brother Ye, tell me about "Shading the Sky"!"

After An Xiaoya washed the dishes and had nothing to do for the time being, she ran to Ye Fan and pestered her to listen to Ye Fan's storytelling.

"This, okay!"

Ye Fan had no choice but to talk nonsense.

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