After living on a desert island, they all plotted evil against me.

The dried bird meat is now finished.

All the fish jerky is there.

The rabbits ate two last night, and there are four left.

And the goat last time.

Zhang Liu took down 26 pieces of mutton, smoked and dried them as bacon, and combined with fruits and the like, the food reserves for the three of them were quite sufficient at present.

But it’s really just enough.

Without carbohydrates as a hunger-satisfying food, these foods cannot last for long.

Sighing slightly, Zhang Liu missed the taro on the top of the mountain.

"Let's do this today. Ruoshuang and I will go to the pool together in the morning. Ruoyan, if you want, we can collect wood and prepare lunch here, okay?"

Looking at the two sisters who were turning to look at him and waiting for the task assignment, Zhang Liu whispered his plan.

"Okay, then I'm going to collect wood first. I should be able to go to the mountain to help you carry some bamboo down later."

Nodding slightly, Qin Ruoyan didn't have any objection. She turned and walked towards the foot of the hill.

There is a jungle over there, with many dry branches suitable for gathering for fire.

At the same time, Qin Ruoyan also felt a little sad.

That is because she has no idea what gift she should give Zhang Liu tomorrow...

Today is already Christmas Eve...

After Qin Ruoyan left, Zhang Liu and Qin Ruoshuang also began to sit and prepare for the trip.

During breakfast time, Qin Ruoshuang had already heard about Zhang Liu's plan to dig traps to catch sheep.

So she poured all the remaining water in the sheepskin bag into the small clay basin and asked, "Zhang Liu, are you going to dig the trap with salt as bait?"

"Well, not only that, but the clay vat has probably finished drying in the shade. I'm also going to go over and bake it. I also want to bring back the curtain fabric that was placed under the shelter. The bamboo bed is still a bit solid for sleeping on. "

Zhang Liu touched the indentation on his cheek that still hadn't gone away and complained.

"Your sleeping posture is quite honest..."

Seeing this scene, Qin Ruoshuang couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"The main reason is that there are no suitable bed materials." Zhang Liu shook his head helplessly and said: "I was planning to bake bricks at the beginning and use them to build houses and beds."

"brick?"

After pouring the water and stuffing the two Yuanqi Forest bottles into the sheepskin bag, Qin Ruoshuang was just about to set off.

Hearing these words, she turned to look at Zhang Liu, her eyes full of curiosity.

In Qin Ruoshuang's concept, the emergence of building materials like bricks is already a representative of civilized society, right?

"Yes." He nodded and saw that the other party was ready. Zhang Liu also stood up and walked in front, and said as he walked: "There is a lot of purple-red soil over there, so there are enough raw materials for making bricks. It's a pity that time is too tight. So I abandoned the plan."

"Is this like this?" Qin Ruoshuang walked quickly behind Zhang Liu, her voice also sounded a little regretful: "It feels like the bricks will make the house feel safer to live in."

"Let's wait until later. If I have the chance, I will build a brick house, but now it is more important to prepare for the arrival of the rainy season."

"All right……"

The two chatted while walking, and soon arrived near the green pool.

Qin Ruoshuang found a few large leaves nearby and started filtering the pool water with charcoal. She planned to return to the bamboo house to boil the water.

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After confirming that there were no dangers such as wild beasts near the green pool, Zhang Liu left Qin Ruoshuang behind and began to wander around to check.

He first took a look at the sheep that were clearly trampling and chewing on the fern grass, and the embarrassing scene of Anya complaining about Su Yan and almost making the sheep pout appeared in his mind.

Then Zhang Liu also walked to the place where the internal organs were buried before.

Just as he guessed, flies have been attracted here.

Although it is not the case where buzzing flies gather densely like a dead wild boar.But roughly counting, there are at least 30 flies staying.

It is estimated that the remaining blood is acting as "bait".

The scene before him also reminded Zhang Liu.

That's the future after building small villages on top of mountains.

There must be a place to properly dispose of the household waste of myself and the other eight girls.

After all, the mountains are not the seaside.

Domestic garbage cannot be thrown into the sea water like it is in the cave, and it will automatically disappear without a trace the next day.

Even if only a little bit of leftover kitchen waste is produced every day, if it accumulates for a long time, it is definitely not a small amount.

Under normal circumstances, it is most convenient to throw fruit peels, cores, bones, etc. directly into the fire to serve as fuel.

But what if it’s excrement or something?

You can’t “burn shit”!

Thinking of this, Zhang Liu also made another modification on the gathering point map in his mind.

He wanted to build the toilet near the taro fields, rather than in a separate and secluded place as previously planned.

While there may be times when someone needs an emergency bathroom break, there are people working in the fields.

That kind of scene might indeed be embarrassing.

But wait until everyone eats organic crops in the true sense of the word.

Zhang Liu believes that all girls will no longer have any embarrassing thoughts.

After all, in a place like this, filling your stomach is the most practical thing.

After slightly moving his somewhat stiff waist, Zhang Liu began to dig a hole with a handful of small metal pieces he brought over.

Early efficiency is okay.

As soon as you dig it down, a piece of hard soil will be brought up directly.

After half an hour.

He gave up his somewhat unrealistic digging behavior.

The metal piece Zhang Liu brought over was about the size of two palms. If I wanted to add an accurate description, it would be about the same size as an ordinary kitchen knife.

Originally, he thought that with a little hard work, he should be able to dig a deep hole of at least one and a half meters using this tool, which although it didn't look very handy.

Then return to the bamboo house to make tools for trapping sheep and grass bait stained with salt water.

The next thing is to wait for the third mutton dinner.

But now Zhang Liu has been using this tool to plan for more than half an hour.

Not to mention the physical exertion.

The progress of digging holes is also extremely slow.

There is no smooth feeling at all.

After the surface hard soil was plowed, there was indeed a pit about one and a half meters wide, one and a half meters long, and five or six centimeters deep on the ground.

It looks very good.

But if you want to dig deeper, it will be very slow.

Every handful of soil dug up was scattered and scattered, and he had to use a complicated operation behavior of loosening it and then holding it out with his hands.

After repeating it hundreds of times.

Zhang Liu, whose hands were so sore and exerting so much strength, already understood that his idea of ​​using a blade to dig the ground and dig traps was really an idiotic idea.

He finally understood that it was not unreasonable for the ancients to invent hoes and shovels specifically for digging the ground.

However, Zhang Liu was not discouraged.

After having the treasure house of Bamboo Forest, he is still very confident in making tools by himself.

Isn't it just a hoe or a shovel?

Bamboo and stone will do the trick.

Wait, I will dig you out again next time!

After giving up the important task of digging holes, Zhang Liu's remaining work became firing small clay pots and pulling out curtains.

These two things can be done at the same time.

Pyrite and old man must be used as a fire-making two-piece set, which he always carries with him.

Zhang Liu took out finely chopped branches from the firewood piled nearby to serve as secondary ignition. Zhang Liu took the pyrite and hovered it over the dry and soft old man's beard and began to tap lightly.

"Da da da……"

Ten minutes later, a small fire was lit nearby.

After controlling the fire, he started firing the clay vat.

After having an earthen kiln for firing pottery, Zhang Liu's work process became much more convenient.

Place the small pottery jar that has been dried in the shade on top of the grate with some dry firewood, and then he only needs to light a fire under the kiln...

Next to the green pool, Qin Ruoshuang was constantly filtering the green water.

Although the two did not communicate or speak.

But there is an atmosphere of "tacit understanding" between them.

The eyes occasionally met, and they were full of pleasure.

It also corresponds to the saying "Male and female match, work is not tiring"

Time came to noon, after repeatedly confirming that there was nothing that could cause a fire within three meters of the kiln where the pottery was fired.

Zhang Liu took away all the curtains under the green pool shelter, rolled them into a ball, and held them in his arms.

He looked at Qin Ruoshuang, who was holding a sheepskin bag beside him and had difficulty walking, so he asked the other party to put two bottles of water on the curtain cloth in his arms.

Then the two of them walked to the bamboo house together.

Lunch time was coming, and feeling the hunger in his stomach, Zhang Liu was still very much looking forward to what he could eat when he went back.

Meanwhile, in the shadows below the cave.

Su Yan was watching Lan Yueting carefully as she performed the testing action of drawing the bow with three fingers.

Unlike in the past, where the strings of bows and arrows were entirely made of kneaded vine bark, this wooden bow was used as a Christmas gift by her alone.

The bow string is made of curtain cloth cut into thin strips.

In terms of toughness and uniform pulling force up and down.

Modern high-fiber curtain fabrics with exactly the same fiber thickness are obviously superior to rattan fibers.

If it weren't for the fact that curtain cloth is a "non-renewable resource" and the bowstring itself is used frequently, so it is completely unsuitable for use, Su Yan would have already started with the curtain cloth.

As Lan Yueting fully drew the bow string, the slight sound of wood grain squeezing also emerged.

The bow with the words "Su" and "Zhang" carved on both ends was pulled by her to the semi-circular arc requested by Su Yan.

"Well, this is the angle. Sister Ting, don't move yet!"

After looking in several directions, Su Yan nodded with great satisfaction.

There is no protractor, so it can only be measured visually.

But this bow and arrow should be his best one at the moment.

In terms of splitting, it is almost evenly formed from top to bottom.

Asking Lan Yueting to gently release the bowstring forward, Su Yan took the wooden bow from the opponent's hand, then held it and began to look at it blankly.

A thought flashed through her mind.

I made the bow for Zhang Liu, and then the process would be so smooth.