Since it was decided to unify the "pankang", everyone simply merged and divided the labor.

Li Mengdie and Hu Li went to pick mats and grass and rushed to make mats. The boy was responsible for carrying dry sand on the beach and pouring it into six vine huts.

As the sun set in the west, the prototype of the six wisteria houses was soon completed.

When Wang Ping woke up, it was already dark.

I took off my small sunglasses and rubbed the corners of my eyes to wipe off the droppings. Wang Ping threw his glasses on the recliner, jumped down and opened his small mouth, squinted his eyes and stretched.

On the surface of the sea opposite him, the sea was constantly rushing onto the beach in the afterglow of the setting sun. And on the sea with the golden sunset, from a distance, you can see that the yacht of the program team has been lit up at this moment.

"Yo, is this moving back to the ship?"

Wang Ping wrinkled his cerebellum, quite unhappy. In fact, the cooking cooked by the master is okay if you are used to eating.

Turning around the deck chair, Wang Ping looked in the direction of the camp. At this moment, at the edge of the woods opposite him, six rattan houses had been completed, and the reserved doorways were all facing the direction of the clearing.

The two wisteria houses on the far left are covered with wild flowers, and at first glance they belong to the two women. The two in the middle are next to each other, and the ugliest looking rattan houses belong to Han Daxia and Gu Laosan. Yang Xu and Ding Yi's "model room" is located on the far right.

After thinking about it, Wang Ping turned around and pulled the rattan umbrella out of the sand, holding the umbrella with one paw and dragging the chaise longue with the other, and walked in the direction of the "flower house" of the two women.

In the middle of the clearing, a bonfire was still burning. However, at this time, only Li Mengdie was left in the camp, dragging a cyan mat in his hand and weaving, and the others didn't know what to do.

Seeing a certain badger wandering by, standing in front of the two rattan houses and hesitating, Li Mengdie thought about it, then pointed to the rattan house on the right side and said, "That is Xiao Li's room." ”

"Oh, thanks!"

A certain badger subconsciously nodded to Li Mengdie, and then pulled something and walked towards the little fox's vine house.

Lying at the door and looking inside, there is not much space in this rattan house. I'm afraid that after lying in alone, there will be no place. And the rattan umbrella that Ding Yi made couldn't be put away. Wang Ping simply leaned his chair against the door, stuck his umbrella on the sand on the other side, and then turned around and walked towards the campfire.

I don't know if the chef's cooking at noon is salty, after Wang Ping woke up, he felt very thirsty, and his throat seemed to be smoking. At the same time, he was sweating all over his body, and the small fluff was sticking to the skin, which was sticky and a little uncomfortable.

But Wang Ping didn't want to go to the sea anymore, and he didn't want to go to the woods to take a cold shower. A bath without hot water is like a lamb skewer without cumin, a sashimi without wasabi, all without a soul.

When I came to the campfire, I grabbed a small conch that everyone usually uses to drink water, and a certain badger picked it up and put it aside from the pot and scooped it out. Under Li Mengdie's gaze, the little conch was soaked and soaked, and after washing it three times in a row, he scooped some cold boiled water out and drank it with a clatter.

Li Mengdie: ...... You're an animal, why are you cleaner than me!

Drinking water is easy to solve, but what about bathing?

Wang Ping is a little nerve-wracking, but it's a pity that the program team runs too fast, otherwise he can go to the boat to wash. There's a bathroom in the cabin over there, and there's a ready-made shampoo or something. Right now, a certain badger looked at the marching pot in front of him, and the picture of himself lying in the pot and taking a bath came to his mind.

The next picture is a bit scary, Wang Ping shook his little head vigorously, and shook off a bold idea.

At this time, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the woods, accompanied by the laughter of everyone.

Wang Ping and Li Mengdie turned their heads at the same time, only to see Yang Xu, who was in the lead, carrying a bird similar to a pheasant, and he didn't know where he caught it. The others walked behind, all carrying things in their hands.

Back near the camp, Hu Li, who was carrying a basket, ran back with cheers, greeted Wang Ping with a smile, and then hugged Li Mengdie's arm and kept talking.

It turned out that in the afternoon, after everyone's rattan house was completed, I don't know who proposed it first, saying that it would be celebrated in the evening, and it was instantly unanimously approved by the big guys.

So Li Mengdie was left to finish the rest of the mat on the side of the camp, and looked at a certain badger sleeping by the way. The others went in groups to the low hills southeast of the island. Looking at this now, it has been quite fruitful.

I'm afraid that most of the animals on this island are concentrated on that low mountain. The crowd also saw the figure of the muntjac. But that thing was too timid, and when I saw everyone from afar, I slipped away. In addition, this is a first-class protected animal, and no one dares to fight its idea at all.

At the instigation of Gu Laosan, Yang Xu used a rattan basket and insects to buckle a guy similar to a turtledove, and with Hu Licai's mushrooms, it was just right to stew in a pot.

Ding Yi and Han Daxia carried a sapper shovel and ran after a wild boar that suddenly showed its head for a long time, but the pig was not caught, but they found a rabbit nest halfway. didn't dare to even the end of the nest, but he pulled out the fattest one hiding inside.

It was Gu Laosan, who didn't catch anything, but just found a piece of wild grape vines, which was pulled together by the vines, wrapped around his body and brought back. But the wild grapes tasted too sour, and the little fox cried out to squeeze them into juice and drink them.

If you add fish and all kinds of seafood, it seems that everyone's life on this island suddenly becomes nourishing.

Seeing that a certain badger had woken up, he was standing by the pot with a conch and watching everyone, Gu Laosan didn't care about getting any juice, so he hurriedly trotted to a certain badger with a flattering smile on his face. Wang Ping thought with his tail, knowing that this product must be no good.

Sure enough, Gu Laosan opened his mouth and wanted Wang Ping to dig out another one-meter-high tree hole in his rattan house, so as to fulfill his wish for a "two-story villa".

Wang Ping looked at the ugly rattan house that a salted fish pointed out to him, and shook his head decisively to refuse.

Just kidding, at this level of craftsmanship, you still want to build the second floor? Even if it is for himself, Wang Ping will never go in to live. He didn't want to endure someone's magic bombardment, and he didn't want to sleep until the middle of the night and the house collapsed.

But when it came to digging holes, Wang Ping suddenly remembered a certain landlord.

"emmm, that thing was busy all night last night, I'm afraid I didn't go out to catch insects today, and I don't know if I can leave him that little bug to eat......" Wang Ping touched his belly and thought, "Why don't you send it some food later?"

In the evening, in addition to the stove that had been built, they built a larger bonfire.

The rabbit was cleaned up and strung on a branch and roasted around a campfire. The turtledove was stewed in the marching pot on the stove. Yang Xu cleared out a dead log picked up with a sapper shovel, which was counted as a wooden barrel. Picked all the wild grapes that Gu Laosan brought back, smashed them with a stick, and added some water, even if it was juice.

Everyone gathered around the bonfire, each holding a conch or a wooden bowl made of tree nodules, smiling and holding the freshly mixed juice, you look at me, I look at you, and they all laughed.

"Cheers to our new home!" shouted the little fox as he got up with a smile and raised the wooden bowl in his hand.

"Cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses in unison.

Wang Ping held a conch the size of a cigarette box in his hand, and asked Gu Laosan to help scoop a little juice inside, and just like everyone else, he raised his little paws to signal, and then took it back and took a big sip.

An indescribable sourness, accompanied by bitterness and a dullness after mixing with water, poured directly into his throat.

"Poof!"

"Ahem!"

"I'll go!"

"What the hell is this!"

"It's so hard to drink, wow!"

As Wang Pingwa spit out the juice in his mouth, everyone squirted...... Except for Gu Laosan.

"What's wrong?" Feeling the gaze of a group of strange eyes, a salted fish took another sip of juice, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I knew it wasn't delicious, who made you drink such a big ......"