Fire is indeed a problem.
None of Zhu Ping'an and the others have a hobby of eating raw fish, so fire is inevitable; of course the pot is also a problem, but the little maid in Baozi found a natural sunken stone by the mountain stream, irregular square shape, in the middle A pit the size of a sea bowl was dented, weighing about 10 pounds. Li Shu and Baozi's little maid washed it in the stream, and it could be used as a stone pot for the time being.
There is fish and a pot, but there is a lack of fire.
However, the fire seals carried by the three of them had long been lost in the sea.
"Uncle~~What should I do if there is no fire?"
After Baozi's little maid finished washing the "stone pot", she looked at Zhu Pingan with her big eyes open, as if Zhu Pingan could suddenly turn into fire.
"You can try drilling wood to make fire." Under the scorching gazes of Baozi's little maid and Li Shu, Zhu Ping'an said with some uncertainty.
"Han Feizi·Five Beetles" records: People eat fruits, clams and clams, which hurt the stomach and stomach, and people suffer from many diseases. There was a sage who drilled a flint to make fire and used it to dissolve the fishy smell. The people liked it and made him king in the world. He was named the Suiren clan.
Drilling a flint to make fire is what Zhu Ping'an calls drilling wood to make fire.
The reason why Zhu Pingan's tone is uncertain is that Zhu Pingan only knows the principle of drilling wood to make fire, but has never practiced it. He has also heard that the difficulty of drilling wood to make fire is S level. Many people try to drill wood to make fire. But my hands were blistered, and the fire didn't even rise. Especially after the heavy rain last night, it was probably difficult to find hay and dry branches, which made it more difficult to drill wood for fire.
"Hua'er and I are going to find hay."
When Zhu Pingan said drilling wood to make fire, Li Shu's eyes lit up. She also knew this, but she just didn't think of it.
Baozi's little maid just looked confused. She didn't know anything about making fire with wood. But since my uncle said that it would be fine if he could drill wood to make fire, then the little maid Baozi followed Li Shu to look for hay nearby.
Li Shu and the others were looking for hay, while Zhu Ping'an was looking for wood nearby that could be drilled to make fire. The three of them divided the work and collaborated.
The rain last night was so untimely that the three of them searched nearby for a while but found no hay or dry wood. It was almost soaked by the rain last night. Even if it's not soaked, it's still damp, and it's not up to the task of drilling wood to make fire.
After searching for a long time, Li Shu and Baozi's little maid finally found some dry grass with a damp look, which they found under a pile of rocks. The wind blew the dead grass and fallen leaves and piled them up under the rocks. If the rocks had not blocked the wind and rain, even the dead grass and fallen leaves would not be found.
Although it is difficult, these dead grass and fallen leaves are not up to the task of starting a fire and can only be used as fuel after the fire rises. Still a bit damp.
After searching for a while, I found nothing. It seemed that I could only try to use this trendy dry grass to start a fire.
When Zhu Ping'an and the other three were walking towards the stream with dead grass in their arms, Zhu Ping'an discovered a dead tree. This dead tree was very tall. There was a tree hole at the height of a person.
"Wait a mininute."
Zhu Ping'an looked around the dead tree and found a lot of bird droppings on the trunk and under the roots. He couldn't help but feel happy on his face. There was such regular bird droppings. It shows that this tree hole is a bird's nest, not a place for bats or snakes or rats to stay.
Zhu Pingan put the withered grass aside, turned to Li Shu and said wait a moment, then lifted up the long hem of his clothes and tucked them into his belt, and started climbing up the tree with both hands.
"Zhu Pingan, be careful..." Li Shu was a little worried when she saw Zhu Pingan climbing a tree. She hadn't heard that the number one scholar who had read poetry and books could climb trees, so don't fall.
The little maid Baozi looked at Zhu Ping'an climbing the tree eagerly, and followed Li Shu under the tree to tell him to be careful.
In fact, the two of them don't have to worry at all. When he was a child, he followed his father and brother into the mountains. Zhu Ping'an had already developed the ability to climb trees.
Zhu Pingan climbed very quickly, and the tree hole was only as high as one person. Soon Zhu Pingan climbed to the tree hole. For safety reasons. Zhu Ping'an sat on a branch on one side, reached out and broke off a section of the branch, and put the branch into the tree hole to explore to see if there were any snakes, rats or the like inside.
After reaching in and checking, Zhu Ping'an confirmed that there were no snakes or rats inside, so he reached into the tree hole with confidence. I felt a few small round objects inside and took out one.
"Bird eggs, they are bird eggs, miss..." the little maid Baozi cheered, there are bird eggs to eat.
Li Shu ignored the little maid Baozi and raised her head to look at Zhu Ping'an on the tree, fearing that a smelly toad would accidentally fall down.
I'm sorry, it's just forced by life.
Zhu Pingan silently apologized to the birds that had not yet returned to the nest, and carefully put the eggs into his arms.
Zhu Pingan touched it and found that there were six eggs in the nest. Zhu Pingan took out four eggs, leaving two for the birds.
This is a habit that Zhu Ping'an has developed since he was a child, and it is also due to Zhu's father's education since he was a child. Don't fish for nothing. Of course, Zhu's father cannot express such a written theory, it is just the simple thought of a farmer.
In addition to the eggs, Zhu Pingan also took out half of the hay in the bird's nest. The bird's nest was protected from wind and rain, and the hay inside was not damp at all. It was a good material for starting a fire. Zhu Pingan left some for the birds. He took half of the hay and put the other half into his arms.
"Here, you can replenish your body with these eggs."
After Zhu Pingan came down from the tree, he took out the bird eggs from his arms, looked at Li Shu and said. If Li Shu hadn't fed him blood at the beach, he would probably have died on the southeast branch.
"What's so rare..." Li Shu turned away, her pretty face full of disdain, but the corners of her mouth curved. It turns out that this smelly toad risked his life by climbing trees and touching bird's nests in order to replenish his health.
After coming down from the tree, Zhu Pingan picked up the dead grass again and led the two of them towards the stream. Halfway down the road, he found another banyan tree with wrong roots. It had lush branches and leaves, and there was an unknown section under the root of the tree. A piece of wood came that could be used as the main body for drilling wood to make fire, so he brought it to the stream.
A few stones were used to build a simple stove, and the stone pot was filled with water. The little maid Baozi picked up a small stone piece by the stream, which was relatively thin. Zhu Pingan polished it briefly and used it as a knife.
Li Shu and Baozi's little maid didn't dare to do the job of killing fish, so Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to take on the job. He cut open the fish and handed it to Baozi's little maid to clean it. After cleaning, he put it into a stone pot. The few bird eggs that Zhu Pingan touched were also washed and put into the pot.
Everything is ready, just waiting for the fire.
Under the eyes of Li Shu and Baozi's little maid, Zhu Ping'an put the wood found under the tree roots on a stone, used the stone to cut a small hole in the wood, and put the hay he took out from the bird's nest. around, and then found a thin pointed wooden stick to use as a drill bit.
Drilling wood to make fire has officially begun. (To be continued.)
