Chapter 9 Rattan for Fire

In the dense woods, lush, a skinny boy crouched on the ground and tinkered with something?

This is the fourth day that Wang Dahai has been here, and at this moment, he looks at the withered grass that has not lit the flames, and his heart is a little discouraged.

"Bang Bang Bang"!

Unwillingly, he knocked on the stone in his hand this time!

"Looks like I'm not the main character!"

Wang Dahai was already disheartened at this time, and muttered to himself.

After a day of drying, Wang Dahai came to the open field early this morning and started his sacred mission of making fire again.

He looked up at the sky, and it was probably noon, right? He began to test and knock again and again, but the fire did not start.

"Oops!"

Wang Dahai looked at the pyre in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and he flew up and kicked towards the pyre, but he forgot that he was naked now, and he didn't even have shoes.

Wang Dahai, who limped up in the middle of the morning, looked at the collapsed pyre in front of him and wanted to cry without tears.

"! Don't get it?

What garbage flint.

Lao Tzu watched the TV series casually and knocked on it.

Who knew that Lu Dao was so difficult to get! ”

Wang Dahai scolded loudly!

Boss Wang has not eaten since he got up in the morning, and he has been doing heavy physical work, which is simply child abuse for his five-year-old body.

Walking slowly back to the woods, he came to the place where he caught the fish again, because every time Wang Dahai finished catching a fish, he would move a piece of the stone upstream, and now there were many fish swimming in the stream.

Plug the stone dam and take out the Teng box! This time, Boss Wang caught three fish with ease.

After closing his sense of taste and enduring the fishy smell after eating, Wang Dahai, who felt that he had regained his strength and confidence, returned to the fire and set up the pyre again.

However, Boss Wang, who had learned his lesson, did not put the firewood in this time, but left a gap. This time, he was going to set the dead grass on fire before putting it in.

He began to tap the flint patiently again for a long time, but there was still no movement!

"It shouldn't be!

I almost wanted to blow up my head!

Is the knowledge in the textbooks deceiving? ”

Wang Dahai was surprised for a while, he felt completely deceived at the moment, but two days of time and effort were exchanged for such a result.

But no matter what, Wang Dahai's flint fire plan ended in failure.

Under Boss Wang's frustrated mood, no accident passed the night, and as soon as he opened his eyes, Wang Dahai swayed and looked for his sunbathing.

After a short time, Wang Dahai, who slowly felt that he could control his body again, stood up, hurriedly ran to wash and eat, and then prepared to implement the second plan of "drilling wood for fire".

This was a good plan he came up with yesterday afternoon, and he sorted out the intermittent memories in his mind and decided to implement the plan today.

Wang Dahai, who had hastily eaten raw fish, began to search for materials nearby, and he needed to find a piece of dead wood.

Dead wood is not a giant tree that has been knocked down by an earthquake, but a dead wood that has long since died, and it is very old, and the water has completely evaporated.

Only such wood is easy to catch fire, and with the level of Boss Wang, it is difficult to complete such a difficult task on other woods.

Finally, the hard work paid off, and Wang Dahai found a section of dead wood that was two meters long and more than 30 centimeters in diameter, which was dry and soft behind a rock.

Wang Dahai looked at the wood in front of him, and was very satisfied with his little hand to pat it everywhere a few times, and then he habitually carried the wood, and Wang Dahai was stunned when he took his hand, how could he get the wood over with this small body?

I tried to move it, but the wood didn't move? What to do?

Eventually, he had to give up the idea of getting the wood out from behind the rocks and turn around and run to collect the materials for the fire.

It's another morning of busyness, and in the face of Wang Dahai's perseverance, physical differences can be overcome! The difference in thought is not yet clear.

Looking at the pile of dry firewood in front of him, Wang Dahai went to the dry firewood and picked a thick branch of needles, peeled off the skin on it, and then folded it into a suitable length, and got a smooth and small drill fire stick.

His small body rode on the wood, and by memory he kept rubbing the fire stick with his hands to drill the dead wood.

However, after rubbing it twice, I felt that something was wrong, and when I looked closely, the old bark on the driftwood had not been removed, and the hard bark was difficult to drill.

Wang Dahai broke it with his hand a few times, found a sharp rock from the ground and smashed it on the bark, and finally smashed a large piece.

Since the wood was exposed, he didn't care about the other bark, and turned the drill stick on the wood.

After a few turns, he found a problem, the top of the drill fire stick was broken by himself for convenience, and there was a lot of stubble, so it couldn't turn fast at all.

Wang Dahai looked at the wooden stick in his hand, and he felt that he should make a fuss about the fire stick if he wanted to increase his speed. He rubbed the drill stick with his hand, and the surface of the drill stick was smooth and could be rubbed quickly.

However, when placed on the dead wood, the stubble hindered the high-speed rotation of the drill fire stick, Wang Dahai thought about it and decided to make the top of the drill fire stick into a conical shape.

Didn't electric drills always have conical heads before? Only then can it run at high speed and make holes.

It's easy to sharpen a pole if you have tools, but it's difficult without tools, especially conifers that are hardwoods.

Wang Dahai did it when he thought of it, in order to make a fire and grill fish, why not work hard!

He tried to cut it with a sharp rock, but it was very difficult! But it still has some effect.

Anyway, there is time, Wang Dahai is not in a hurry, the ancients have a cloud: if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

The common people's speech is: sharpen the knife without cutting firewood, and the iron pestle can also be sharpened into a needle!

For a whole noon, he kept scraping the drill stick with a rock, and felt that the muscles in his hands were spasmed, and there were many skin scratches on his hands, but he did not cry out for pain and did not give up until he was hungry.

The tip of the freshly sharpened drill fire stick could only be barely called a tip, and Wang Dahai took the drill fire stick and walked towards the stream.

After being a savage again and eating raw fish, Boss Wang himself really enjoyed this exotic delicacy, and his mouth was full of blood, not to mention that he was full after eating it.

The first time I ate four of them, but now I can't eat one of them, it's not okay to go on like this, the body is the capital of the revolution, and if I continue like this, I will really be wasted.

"Be sure to eat cooked food."

Wang Dahai once again secretly cheered up, ran to the rock beside him, and began to carefully polish the tip of the drill fire stick on the rock.

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