Sitting around the campfire, Yuki still doesn't understand where the thief got the meat.

Ji Thief stretched out his hand and patted the barbecue, felt that it was almost over, and handed it to Xue: "Eat it, girl." ”

The blood that recovered from the surprise hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head: "No, warrior, you eat." ”

Ji Thief forced into Xue's hand: "It's okay, eat, I still have it." ”

Seeing that Ji Thief said this, Xue Fang couldn't help it, took a big bite and ate it.

Seeing this, Ji Thief smirked happily: "You eat slowly, it's not enough." ”

Xue nodded vigorously, and said vaguely: "Warrior, you eat too." ”

Ji Thief snorted, tore off a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth, and couldn't help but sigh.

Xue Wen was stunned: "Warrior, what's wrong with you?

Ji Thief shook his head: "No, I was just thinking, it would be nice if there was salt and chili noodles, just dry eating, this meat has no taste at all." ”

Xue didn't know what the salt and chili noodles were talking about, so she said dumbfoundedly, "No, the barbecue is very fragrant." ”

Ji Thief pouted: "You don't understand the girl." ”

Yuki just blinked at the thief and didn't say a word.

After eating, the thief stood up from the ground to the trunk of the tree that had been dealt with during the day, and he squatted down to look at it, and his face was full of sadness.

Seeing this, Xue wiped the grease from her mouth and walked over, and asked, "Warrior, what is this?"

"Bed. The thief didn't raise his head.

"Bed?" Snow didn't understand.

Ji Thief said: "It's something for rest." ”

Snow understands now, isn't that just a floor shop?

"Warrior, I'll help you. Xue said with some excitement.

Ji Thief was stunned and turned around: "You help me?"

Xue snorted and patted her chest to make a guarantee: "Warrior, let me tell you, everyone's accommodation is prepared by me." Tell you, Warrior, I've made a comfortable bunk. ”

Ji Thief smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Forget it, I'll do it myself." ”

Xue just thought that Ji Thief didn't believe what she said, and her face drooped suddenly, and the word depression was almost written on her face.

Because the thief had something in his heart, he didn't care about the snow. He pinched his chin and looked at the wood, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, nowadays, the only thing that can bind these things into beds is ropes and flexible vines, but ropes don't exist in this primitive society. As for the vines, when I was looking for stone chips in the valley, I also went to find them, and they were all dry and hard, and the vines were not flexible enough. This kind of vine is not to mention making rope, if you bend him slightly, he can break it, and he is fiercely ruthless.

If only I could find the vines that the Black Mountain tribe used to bind me yesterday.

Ji Thief couldn't help but think.

He remembered clearly that the vines that the Black Mountain tribe tied him up yesterday were very flexible and strong, otherwise, he would not have been able to drag the hundreds of pounds of the Bladetooth Tiger up from the cliff, that kind of vine. It is perfect as a substitute for rope.

"But where are you going to find these vines?" said the thief subconsciously.

He had said something unintentionally, but when Xue next to him heard it, he was puzzled: "Warrior, do you want vines?"

Ji Thief turned around when she heard the sound, listening to the meaning of Xue, she has a way?

So, Ji Thief nodded hurriedly: "Sister, do you know where there is such a thing?"

Xue snorted: "You know, when I hunt, I often see it." ”

Ji Thief was happy in his heart: "Then, can you bring me some back tomorrow by the way?"

For this question of the thief, Xue agreed very easily, but he was afraid that the vines that Xue said were not the same as what he wanted, so the thief took the trouble to explain to Xue several times, and only after the latter made a guarantee, the thief was relieved.

Solved a problem, Ji Thief was in a good mood, he looked at the wood on the ground, and couldn't help but think that before there were no vines, he still couldn't make a bed, for a while, the emotions inevitably fell again, sighed, alas, today, I still have to lay on the floor and chat with those snakes, insects, rats and ants Mengzhou Gong.

Without thinking about those things that were there and not, with the help of snow, the two quickly cleaned up a simple bunk, set up a bonfire, and chatted a few more words, and the snow took his leave.

In order to drive away poisonous insects, the thief deliberately placed the location of the bonfire not far from the floor, first, there is no need to worry about the sparks that explode at night to light the ground, and secondly, it can also effectively prevent the poisonous insects that break into the hole, whether it is a primitive society or a modern society, the fear of fire of the beast is always the first.

With this thought in mind, the thief quickly fell asleep.

However, outside the cave, Xue Bu looked back at the cave where the bonfire was raised, and exclaimed as he watched, in the tribe, only the patriarch and the wizard could light the sacred fire while sleeping, and even the elders could not trespass.

But the thief did it, and no one cared about him, after all, people made their own fires, what can you do?

In the end, it is a warrior, and it is really extraordinary.

Snow clenched her fists and walked towards her cave with an inexplicable excitement in her heart.

After a night of silence, when he woke up the next day, the primitive people were still out hunting, and the thief, after eating the fruit given to him by the snow, went into the mountains around the valley again to look for stone chips that could be used as tools.

The sun was blazing, and the thief who had been looking for a morning was sweating and resting on a tree, panting and saying angrily: "Damn, if the master's bag is here, I can still find these broken stones?"

The harder it is, the more the thief complains.

Looking down at the results of the morning's search in his arms, there were only two or three stone fragments, and such a harvest made the thief, who was already fond of complaining, even more annoyed.

"I'm tired and thirsty, I don't look for it, I don't look for it. ”

Some discouraged thieves sat on the ground, thumping their sore thighs and complaining.

The birds chirping in the mountains and forests, accompanied by the sound of the stream, have a unique atmosphere, and such an environment also makes the thief's mood feel a lot more comfortable.

"I don't know what happened to the Snow Girl's vine collection. Ji Thief pinched his chin and thought.

Thinking in his heart, the thief rested for a while, and after gathering some strength, he walked towards the stream, and as he walked, he said, "Serious matters, serious matters." ”

What else can he do, he doesn't want to sleep on the ground, so he can only try to collect the tools to make the bed, and he wants to live.

Looking for a step on the edge of the stream, the thief leaned down and squatted down, picked up a large mouthful of mountain spring with his hand and sent it into his stomach, the coolness made him tremble firmly, and he couldn't help but shout cool.

Just as he was feeling the cool water source turning between his throats, the thief's gaze suddenly stopped.

When his gaze turned to a small handful of plants resembling bamboo leaves on the other side of the stream, his eyes suddenly lit up.

That, that's...

Damn, it won't be that magical!

Thinking of what might happen, the thief hurriedly put down all the stones in his arms, jumped into the stream with all his might, and swam to the opposite side like a dog.

He came to the plants and made a visual inspection, and the roots of these plants were about twenty to thirty centimeters, not many, only a dozen or so.

But as soon as he thought of the identity of these bushes, the thief breathed a little heavier.

He stretched out his hands and dug up the roots of the plants with as gentle a motion as he could, and when he had dispersed the dirt bit by bit, the thief couldn't hold back any longer, and looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough, haha, master, I'm really a male pig's foot, this luck is not said!"

Countless frightened birds were startled by the thief's laughter and scattered in all directions.

After laughing, Ji Thief stood in place and snorted in his nose, and he put away the plants that had been excavated from the soil little by little, and his face was full of joy that could not be suppressed no matter what.

Ginger is actually wild ginger, although there are not many of them, but, this is ginger!

This is ginger!

Yes, that's right, the thief found a few wild ginger plants in this valley.

The moment he saw Jiang, a few lines of words automatically appeared in Ji Thief's mind.

Ginger loves water and is drought-averse, so wild ginger is generally found in places with plenty of water.

Looking through the whole valley, where is there more abundant water than by the edge of this stream?

The connecting rod has a stem, and the thief carefully washes the ginger pieces in the water, washing and washing, and the thief can't help laughing again.

Although ginger is commonly used only as a condiment, its greater role is its medical value.

Not to mention, when women come to relatives, ginger is a particularly suitable tonic.

It is spicy, sweating, sterilizing and dispelling diseases, can suppress nausea and drive away cold, and can also invigorate blood and aphrodisiac.

There is a folk saying that if you eat radish in winter and ginger in summer, you can prepare ginger at home, and you will not panic when you are sick.

Having said all this, in a word, ginger is a common, but very important thing.

You can use it as a seasoning, and you can use it as a Chinese herbal medicine.

This thing is not just a chameleon in the culinary world, it also has a good status in the Chinese medicine industry.

For a moment, the benefits of ginger flashed in his heart, and the thief was overjoyed to put away all the ginger, and the depressed mood of not being able to find the stone chips to make tools disappeared without a trace.

He thought to himself, when the evening came, he would give these things to the witch to use, yesterday he had exchanged wormwood for meat, and today he used these gingers, I am afraid that he will have to exchange more things.

Just came up with such an idea, and the thief was already happy.

After packing up the ginger, the thief didn't throw away those ginger stalks, after all, he didn't know if there was any extra ginger in the valley, so he left these ginger stalks, and it was better to cultivate them himself.

As for whether ginger can live, Ji Thief is not worried about this, the Compendium of Materia Medica says that as long as the rhizome is there, it can live, when Ji Thief collected ginger just now, but he was careful and careful, and he didn't dare to destroy the rhizome at all.