I'm not a wild eater

"Hey, it was almost too full, but fortunately this section of bamboo tube is long enough."

Holding the chopsticks, Muqing lifted the fish fillet downwards.

There is a lot of fish, the water temperature has dropped significantly, and the bamboo tube has submerged again.

Snapped!

Suddenly there was an explosion in the fire.

Mu Qing was startled, and hurried forward to check the situation.

Seeing that the bamboo tube was fine, I felt relieved.

"I was startled, I thought the bamboo tube for cooking the fish was split, and the seeds of some plant in the firewood should have exploded."

"The stability of the bamboo tube is still not good enough, we still have to burn a clay pot."

After thinking for a while, Muqing suddenly climbed up the mountain bed, on one of the trees used as a load-bearing column.

Swipe up and down each circle, and then swipe vertically.

Use a machete to stick to the inner side of the trunk, and peel off a whole piece of bark.

"Now it's the prize guessing session."

"Guess what I'm going to do with this piece of bark?"

"The first viewer who guesses the correct answer will send you the bamboo knock I made this morning when I go back."

Showing the inside and outside of the bark in front of the camera, Mu Qing picked up a bottle of water to clean the inside of the bark.

Then I made an X-shaped shelf to set up the bark, and hung it on the hillside with the outside facing outward.

Now the sun has set, and when the sun shines here tomorrow morning, it will be able to bask in it.

【What is this for?What is this for?Guess, guess, guess. 】

[Let’s make plates, bamboo for tableware, bark for plates, perfect. 】

[It may also be a chopping board. The leaves on which the fish was sliced ​​just now did not look very useful. 】

[Could it be the skylight of the shelter, open it to see the stars when the weather is good. 】

[Impossible, it will leak, it's better to be a window. 】

[It shouldn't be so easy to guess, I guess it might be a new pair of panties. 】

All kinds of conjectures appeared on the screen, Muqing Zhile was watching.

"This needs to be exposed, and the correct answer will be announced tomorrow."

After everything was done, the fish in the bamboo tube boiled again.

Muqing picked a few more flowers from the wreath, boiled them in the fish soup and took them out.

"This flower can be eaten when it is ripe, but it has no taste, and the taste is creamy and not very delicious."

"Now I'm going to pretend to be the highlight of the night, the Jungle Duck Fish Soup."

“Beautiful, definitely worth the 'wow!'”

Use bamboo clips to carefully remove the bamboo tube on the fire, and pour the fish soup into the big bamboo bowl.

【Wow! 】

Seeing the fish soup poured into the bamboo bowl, the barrage was instantly covered by this word.

Under limited conditions, only Muqing can cook a bowl of fish soup like this.

The fish soup that has been boiled with honeysuckle has a light pink color.

The white fish is immersed in this special color soup, and then poured into the light green and white bamboo bowl, it looks more attractive.

"The only downside is probably that the amount of fish is a bit too much."

"If it is reduced to one-tenth, it will be a proper Moqilin feast."

"After all, a major feature of big meals is that they are served in small quantities, hahaha."

The more he looked, the more Mu Qing felt that this was the case.

Chapter 44

Simply go aside and take out the small bowl containing dense flowers, and put the fish fillets into the small bowl.

That feeling comes when there are only a few fish fillets left in the dense flower soup.

【Wow! 】

【Wow!After the amount is reduced, I feel like I can't afford it in an instant. 】

【Wow!Upgraded, Wilderness Eats and Sows becomes Wilderness Michelin. 】

[You are enough, and you don't have a mobile phone, and you can't post Moments, what's the use of being so advanced. 】

[Anchor: I am a cook with aspirations. 】

[Brother Mu's obsessive-compulsive disorder is a real hammer. 】

[Persisted on losing weight for several days, I took the courage to come in and have a look. When I heard Brother Mu said that I was going to cook fish, I didn't expect a critical attack, blah blah. 】

After eating the sliced ​​fish, Muqing took a sip of the soup.

"Refreshing, sweet, but less salty."

Mu Qing took out the convenient fabric bag from his backpack, and shook it into the fish soup.

He weighed the mouth of the bag, picked it up and looked at it.

"There's only half of it left. When I used to eat instant noodles, I always thought it had a strong taste, so half of the seasoning would be left every time."

"Now, I really hope that it will become the one-pound package."

Muqing added some more to the fish soup, and then put away the seasoning.

"After adding a little saltiness, this bowl of fish soup is really good."

"It's a perfect end to this rich day."