If I guess correctly, the fire hasn't started yet. After all, if it burns, there will definitely be smoke at the entrance of the cave.
Sure enough, after stepping into the cave, Wen Xian found that the fire had indeed not started yet.
At this time, Lao Er and Xiao Wu had a two-meter-long piece of wood that was as thick as their arms. The two of them were squatting on one side, immersed in rubbing the oval, palm-sized pebbles in their hands.
Drill wood to make fire or diamond to make fire?
Wen Xian stood at the door without saying a word. The more she looked at the actions of the two people, the more confused she became. She suspected that these two people were practicing practitioners.
The second child, Wu Junlan, was originally the daughter of a general. Although she had never used force after entering the palace, logically speaking, even if she did not know how to use force, she was physically stronger than others.
But Xiaowu Fang Jiaren is different. Fang Jiaren's father is the Minister of Household Affairs, a proper civil servant.
She roughly searched her memory, but could not find any news about Fang Jiaren's martial arts competition.
Looking at the two people working hard and the firewood piled half as high as a person next to them, the doubt in Wen Xian's heart grew bigger and bigger.
"Madam." Wu Junlan noticed Wen Xian, raised her head and said with embarrassment, "I'm ashamed that we haven't lit the fire for so long."
She couldn't get angry at all, so she stood up and came to Wen Xian, looking like she was letting her do whatever she wanted.
Fang Jiaren did not get up, but continued to make fire with diamonds while raising her head and said: "Wait a minute, madam, I believe we can make a fire. Yes, we can definitely do it. Persevere and don't give up."
Wen Xian:......
She raised her hand and pinched her eyebrows, and couldn't help but said: "Is it possible that when we drill wood to make fire, we really drill wood. Instead of using stones to drill wood, we use wood to drill wood?"
It’s not like stones are useless. After all, there is a kind of stone called flint.
However, she glanced at the stones on the ground. They were all ordinary stones with no flint inside.
"Wrong?" Wu Junlan's expression froze and she said dryly, "Madam, do you know the specific method?"
She felt a little annoyed. As a descendant of the General's Mansion, she should know these basic survival skills.
If she had known that she should have secretly learned some survival skills when she was at home.
Now she wants to learn secretly, but unfortunately, everyone in her family is dead now, and no one can teach her.
Wen Xian saw the grief on her face and said quickly: "You have never eaten pork and never seen a pig running? I have seen others do it. Let's give it a try."
In the past life, lighters were prevalent, and there was no need for such primitive methods as drilling wood to make fire.
However, there are many bloggers who like to do this. She has seen it when she was watching videos, so she might be able to give it a try.
To make fire by drilling wood, first of all, the stick of the drill must be sharpened. Next, drill another hole in the wood being drilled.
Finally, insert the sharpened stick into the hole in the wood, stuff some easily ignited weeds up and down, left and right, and start drilling the wood to make fire.
In fact, there is another step to make a simple spiral top using rope and wooden sticks. Twist the rope first, then turn it slightly, and the rope can drive the wood to rotate automatically.
However, this is a bit complicated to do, so we can only study it carefully later. The most important thing now is to eat.
After the preparations were completed, Wen Xian looked up at the two of them and said, "Okay, who will give it a try?"
"I'll do it, I'm strong." Wu Junlan volunteered to take over the work from Wen Xian and began to work hard to turn the stick.
Not to be outdone, Fang Jiaren borrowed a dagger from Wen Xian and began to follow the steps just now to sharpen the stick and dig holes in the wood.
Anyway, we will have to use fire in the future, so we have to make some preparations.
After all, Wu Junlan was one step ahead of the others. As soon as Fang Jiaren finished the preparations, Wu Junlan had already successfully made the fire.
Wu Junlan probably transferred her guilt for not lighting a fire for so long to digging wood to make a fire. That's why it succeeded so quickly.
"Don't stop, keep going." Wen Xian looked at the smoking dead grass, her eyes widened.
She quickly lay down and blew out the smoking sparks. Then he pulled more dead grass over and led the fire to the pile of firewood that had already been piled aside.
The middle of the firewood pile was elevated, and a lot of dead grass was placed underneath.
As soon as the burning dry grass was thrown in, the whole pile of firewood burst into flames with a "boom".
"Success, success!" Fang Jiaren held a dagger in one hand and a sharpened stick in the other, excitedly circling around the fire.
Who would have thought that she could actually see the success of drilling wood to make fire, and experience it herself.
Jiang Lingling, who had just returned from the beach, heard Fang Jiaren's cry and ran in. Seeing the bonfire burning, his eyes lit up.
With quick eyes and quick hands, she threw something directly into the fire with a bang.
"What did you throw in? It smells good." Fang Jiaren couldn't help but swallowed when she smelled the fragrance.
Wen Xian's mouth twitched slightly, and she was speechless. It is indeed a child. After being tortured like this, the child's character is fully stimulated.
"What she threw was cat's eye snails." She explained for Jiang Lingling, "cat's eye snails can be eaten boiled or grilled. Although the current conditions do not allow it, it is best to bake or fry them across a stone slab."
Anyway, she had never eaten this kind of food just thrown into the fire.
"Ah, then did I do something wrong?" Jiang Lingling said weakly, "But we picked up a lot, and there are still some outside."
After she finished speaking, she was about to run out to get other cat's eye snails, but Fang Jiaren shouted to stop her.
"etc."
Fang Jiaren took a stick and dug into the fire, dug out the half-cooked cat's eye snails, dusted them off, and brought them to him to smell them.
"I think it's okay to eat like this. My grandfather once said that food baked in a fire has some plant ash attached to it, which can dispel cold, reduce swelling, and eliminate disease and accumulation. In short, eating it will not kill anyone."
She sighed softly and continued: "There is so little food now, so save it if you can. This can be eaten."
After Fang Jiaren finished speaking, she went straight to it, picked out a small piece of snail meat, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "It's so fresh! Let's go, Lingling, take me to see the other ones. Let's study how to make it delicious."
Wen Xian and Wu Junlan looked at each other and were speechless.
Speaking of which, the household minister's family is so troubled, but Fang Jiaren actually knows medicine?
Xu Shi saw her doubts, so Wu Junlan explained: "She is good at cooking and knows herbal medicine, which she learned from her grandfather."
Wen Xian raised her eyebrows and blurted out: "It's a matter of survival."
He knows how to cook food and will never starve to death wherever he goes. I don’t know how the Minister of Household Affairs raised a child, but he was willing to let his daughter learn to cook.
Oh, I forgot, you can please the emperor.
The fire was lit, and Wen Xian took Wu Junlan to burn another pile. There were so many of them that one fire was simply not enough.
As soon as the two fires were lit, Bai Qiangwei came in slowly along the cave wall, looking at Wen Xian but hesitating to speak.
Wen Xian tilted her head: "What's wrong?"
"Madam, Queen," Bai Qiangwei bit her tongue and said, "Eldest sister is not back yet."
