This game is too real

The new guy named "Mosquito" is really good at woodworking.

Lao Bai and Fang Chang used steel bars as rulers to measure the wooden boards that they had not sawed for a long time. He only held a saw and sawed out a bunch of them in no time.

Not only that, these wooden boards still have buckle edges, which can be easily put together to form square hollow brick grooves.

After a while, a lot of brick molds were made.

"You guys don't handle the wood well. Look at this... It's almost mushroom-growing." Mosquito wiped his sweat, put the saw aside, looked at Fang Chang and Lao Bai and asked, "Are these enough?"

"Enough, enough! Thank you, brother, you helped a lot!" Lao Bai had a happy expression on his face and patted Mosquito's shoulder.

Mosquito looked shy and laughed dryly.

"You're welcome! Just tell me if you need anything."

Lao Bai smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay! I'll remember, I won't be polite next time!"

Mosquito: "..."

With the mold, making mud bricks is much easier.

Lao Bai and Fang Chang mixed the yellow mud collected from the river with a little water, rubbed it into a sticky mud, poured it into the mold, and placed it in a square shape on the ground, then stuffed some charcoal in the gap in the middle, and smeared ash on the surface of the mud bricks.

This is also the method Lao Bai learned from wilderness survival videos.

When the first layer of bricks was almost dried, they changed the direction and continued to stack the second layer, and stacked it layer by layer until the brick pile was higher than their heads.

When the work was done, Lao Bai carefully ignited the charcoal in the brick pile, let the fire start burning from the middle, and then gradually engulfed the entire brick pile.

"Will this thing work?"

Looking at the "mud pile" with smoke floating, Fang Chang wiped the sweat on his forehead with his muddy arm, looking like he had crawled out of a cesspool.

Old White's image was not very good, and his face was covered with more carbon ash than his, as if he had just crawled out of a coal mine.

"Who knows? We can only wait and see."

This was also the first time he burned this thing. When he was a child, he only saw adults doing it. How could he know if this method would work?

Everything could only wait and see tomorrow.

"Let's go, let it burn here first."

"Let's go to the cement kiln and take a look. I feel that we are very close to the finished product. This time, use more force to blow the air and try to get a bucket out before going offline!"

On the other side, with the help of [WC Really Mosquitoes], Kuangfeng and Ye Shi finally completed the improvement of the Nth generation of fish traps.

They replaced the original cylindrical structure with a cage-like structure, and replaced the weak wooden strips with strong steel bars, and reinforced the main structure of the trap for the second time.

No matter what kind of fish it is, don't think about leaving once you come in!

The three of them went to the lake together and planned to try again.

They looked very happy.

As for Chu Guang, he was still thinking hard about the techniques of smoking meat.

Although there was still no great progress...

"Dear administrator, what are you doing?"

Hearing the voice from the side, Chu Guang stood up from the smoked meat rack, patted the carbon ash on his hands and looked to the side, only to see [Tomato Scrambled Eggs] looking at the smoked meat rack he made with curiosity.

If I remember correctly, this guy seems to be a chef who graduated from New Oriental?

Thinking of this, Chu Guang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I'm studying how to make smoked meat... You came at the right time. From now on, you are the chef of Outpost No. 404!"

Chu Guang didn't give the player a chance to speak, and continued to look at him with a serious face.

"The situation we are facing now is very serious. In addition to the construction of facilities at the surface outpost, we have to reserve enough food for the 100 compatriots who will arrive on the surface later before winter comes."

"I need your help!"

Scrambled Eggs was confused.

The chef is OK...

He is a chef in real life. He cooked two dishes before handing the spoon to his colleague. He didn't expect to do his old job in the game.

Is this equivalent to changing his job to become a life player?

After a long time, he opened his mouth.

"But... what can I do for you?"

"Good question."

Chu Guang looked at the smoked meat rack on the side.

"I tried to smoke meat, but the effect was not ideal. I need you to solve the problem of food storage... I have read your information. The organization said you have relevant experience in handling food, right?"

Chaodan was stunned.

"I know a little bit, but games are games after all - I mean, I'm not sure if my experience is useful here."

Thinking that this is a game world, Chaodan brother changed his words temporarily, but it seems that the NPC didn't seem to care, probably because the program is set to automatically ignore the reality-related elements that are not related to the game.

"It's okay. I need the opinions of professionals," Chu Guang said, looking at the smoked meat rack beside him, "Help me see what's wrong with the smoked meat rack I made."

Looking at the wooden rack in front of him, Chaodan fell silent.

Rather than saying that there is something wrong...

It's better to say that there are problems everywhere.

"This... First of all, the smoked meat must be in a closed environment. I'm afraid that your method of baking will burn the outside and it will be useless. And the spices sprinkled on this meat?"

"A special kind of tobacco leaves."

"Tobacco leaves?!"

"Well," looking at Chaodan's surprised face, Chu Guang nodded, "This is an inland area, salt is very expensive, and the local survivors use this kind of tobacco leaves rich in aromatic compounds and tar to replace salt, crush them and apply them on the surface of food, and heat them to mix the preservatives with the grease on the surface of the food to achieve a preservative effect."

Can it be like this? !

Chaodan was shocked.

Some aromatic compounds can indeed be used as food preservatives, but this is the first time he has heard that this thing can be eaten.

Maybe it won't be fatal if it's not taken in excess?

But his intuition tells him that this smoking process is simply equivalent to fighting poison with poison...

"In fact, even if you don't add salt, you can still smoke meat... but the flavor is not very good. I don't understand the method you mentioned, but food smoked in this way is not suitable from a health perspective."

The scrambled egg is more euphemistic, because I heard that NPCs have a favorability setting, and only when the favorability is high can they accept hidden tasks.

In reality, he rolled his eyes directly.

"It's okay without salt?!" Chu Guang was stunned.

"Well... microorganisms need water to survive. Smoking meat is essentially drying the water in the meat to achieve the effect of dehydration. If there is salt, the effect will be better, the preservation time will be longer, and the flavor will be better. But if there is no salt, it will be fine as long as it is operated properly."

"Of course, if the fat content is high, dehydration will be more troublesome... It depends on the specific meat."

At this point, Chaodan paused, looked at the bacon rack next to him with a little embarrassment, and whispered.

"But no matter what the situation is, you didn't seal it... It's definitely not good."

If you can pickle food without consuming this strange tobacco, it will undoubtedly be a happy thing for the outpost.

However, Chu Guang is still a little confused.

Even if the survivors of Beth Street are ignorant, since they can survive in this wasteland until now, they can't even make mistakes in this survival skill.

What went wrong?

However, Chu Guang doesn't plan to think about such troublesome things for the time being.

First, because he is not so idle.

Another thing is, if NPCs can solve everything, what are the players for?

"Very good, this glorious and arduous task is handed over to you!"

He patted the newbie's shoulder vigorously.

Chu Guang solemnly handed the smoked meat to [Tomato Scrambled Eggs], and reminded him of the safety issues, and then left happily.

Not bad.

Another problem has been solved.

Now that the food problem has been solved, should I try to recruit more players to improve productivity?

With just these few hands, it may not be possible to repair the sanatorium wall by the end of the month.

Just as Chu Guang was thinking this, an excited cheer suddenly came from not far away.

"Awesome!!!"

"Damn, it's finally done!"