Glancing at his skinny wrist, Qi Ke gave up the idea of beating people with a stick, his eyes fell on the fine bamboo, turned around and went to the processing room next door, the wooden handle is a ready-made stick, but the fine bamboo is not, the fine bamboo is longer, Qi Ke can buy all more than two meters in length, can build a vegetable rack to build a greenhouse can also tie a fence, if you don't have to use a length of more than two meters when building a melon and fruit bean rack, go to the processing room and cut it a little shorter with a hand saw, in short, it is better to buy long than short, and it is more waste of time and money to buy it again if it is short.

In addition to the electric chain saw, she also bought a multi-functional saw table for woodworking with an industrial vacuum cleaner in one step, and the sawdust and shavings collected are also the raw materials for biomass pellets, and her biomass pellet fuel furnace is to use, and the burned ash is plant ash, high-grade and high-quality potassium fertilizer, and the sun-dried seeds are mixed together and stored well, and they can germinate in a few years.

Qi Ke entered the house and went straight to the steel frame by the wall, where she had cut all the thin bamboos she had cut and put them, she originally planned to save them, and then process them into biomass pellets when they were almost saved together with sawdust shavings.

She stood in front of the steel frame and compared these short bamboos, picked two of them of similar thickness and length and held them in her hand and waved them, whirring and popping, there was the sound of bamboo strips breaking in the air and the sound of hitting each other, if this is pumped on people, hehe~

Finding a thin hemp rope to carefully wrap one end of the two bamboo strips, Qi Ke tried to wave it a few more times, feeling more comfortable, and left satisfied.

Back at the villa, Qi Ke drank half a cup of honey water, then turned on the induction cooker, found a pot, took some chili powder and mustard oil, and made his own chili water.

Mustard oil is a good thing, not only spicy, but also choking, not only drilling the nose but also rushing the brain, this even spicy choking, tears and snot come down together, people will temporarily lose the ability to move.

She didn't believe that with so many means, she couldn't kill this white-eyed wolf murderer.

Of course, killing people is not okay, Qi Ke feels that he is not extremely vicious to this point, and it is very troublesome to deal with the aftermath of death, and she is now the identity of the original owner, she doesn't care about human ethics, outsiders care about the top, Master Qi is an official, and it is not good for him to provoke him to engage in a righteous killing of relatives, the beginning is already in difficult mode, there is no need to die and upgrade to hell mode, but wood knife chopping, pepper water spraying, bamboo strip pumping, Qi Ke feels that this is no psychological burden.

The boiled chili water is packed in a stained glass watering can, a metal nozzle, a bottle of thirty milliliters, she specially picked a glass watering can of the same color, a total of several bottles, the bottle was originally bought to contain perfume essential oils, it looks beautiful, who doesn't like a beautiful and cute little glass bottle.

After filling a bottle, Qi Ke took it outside the house and tried it, the effect was good, the water mist was very fine, there was no clogging of the nozzle, and he immediately went back to the house to bottle all the chili water.

After consciously making preparations, Qi Ke looked at the sky outside the space, and felt that it seemed that it was not far from dawn, so he quickly straightened the clothes on his body, folded those paper lists and put them in his arms, inserted the firewood knife on the belt of the skirt, and put the bamboo strip in his right hand and chili water in his left hand, so he got out of the space, squatted outside the kitchen door, drank honey water, ate bread slices, and waited for the arrival of the cooks.

Two slices of bread fell into her stomach, Qi Ke heard footsteps and talking not far away, the cook and handyman who made breakfast arrived, she immediately put away the things in her hand, put on an indifferent expression, and fiddled with the firewood knife in her hand.