Two minutes later, skirting the two bushes, turning a few small bends, picking up dead leaves and fallen branches on the ground as he walked, Wu Qingchen slowed down next to a steep slope and a few low trees with dense foliage.

After a quick look around, Wu Qingchen walked to one of the small trees, pushed away a few branches that reached next to the cliff with his left hand, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, lifted a leafy branch he had just picked up, and gently swept the surface of the soil exposed under these branches back and forth.

As the branches swayed back and forth, a patch of light black bark slowly appeared on the dirt cliff.

When the bark was completely exposed, Wu Qingchen put down the branches and slowly removed the light black bark, so that the cliff composed of soil had an extra length and width of about 30 centimeters and a depth of about 40 centimeters, and the five sides were paved with square holes in the bark to isolate the soil.

Then, Wu Qingchen put his hands into the square hole and carefully took out another piece of bark, on which were placed a few sharp stone chips, a few twisted vines, a few thorny thorns, a few small wooden spoons, and a few branches of different shapes.

Placing this bark firmly on the ground, Wu Qingchen walked to the other side of the cliff and stood next to another small tree, this time, Wu Qingchen quickly turned around, and there was an extra tree spear with a radius of about three centimeters, a length of about one meter, and an extremely sharp tip in his hand.

Leaning the tree spear on the cliff, Wu Qingchen walked to the side of the small tree for the third time, took out two round stones and a small bush of down, put the down on the ground, and arranged the dead leaves and branches collected along the way, Wu Qingchen felt the direction of the wind, blocked the breeze with his body, and hit the two round stones back and forth several times, a wisp of invisible green smoke came out, Wu Qingchen blew gently, and a small flame slowly ignited by the cliff stream.

This is Wu Qingchen's restaurant and Wu Qingchen's kitchen.

After setting up the dead branches and leaves, Wu Qingchen adjusted slightly according to the way taught by a certain chef and a mercenary in the life coach, and after making sure that the smoke had been reduced to a minimum, Wu Qingchen grabbed the tree spear leaning on the cliff and stood by the stream.

In about five minutes, there was a wisp of red on the clear water, Wu Qingchen withdrew the tree spear, put a small fish of about half a catty on the stone by the stream, and used the sharp stone chips placed on the bark of the tree, and the thorns and thorns quickly disemboweled, and cleaned up the slices.

After another two minutes, a branch of a tree held up the processed small fish and put it on the fire, and while adjusting the angle of the grilled fish, Wu Qingchen sprinkled the condiments such as stone salt, grass juice, and bean flour found according to the way the life coach taught the small fish on the surface of the small fish.

Chapter 23: Food (II)

It didn't take long for the small fish to exude a few hints of aroma, Wu Qingchen twitched his nose, and was about to turn it over again, when in the bushes not far to the east, there was a sudden soft "squeak".

The weather was fine, the breeze blew from time to time next to the stream, and the lush trees on both sides rustled.

However, from the same point of view, Wu Qingchen stopped, found out the tools, and began to catch the fish, making a fire to cook it, and in the whole process, he never reacted to the noise around him.

However, at this moment, this soft, far weaker than other sounds during this period of time, the "squeak" sound just sounded, Wu Qingchen seemed to step on a spring in an instant, and his whole body jumped up quickly, flashing to the side of several dwarf trees on the cliff in an instant, his eyes through the gap between the dense leaves, already dead, and at the same time accurately staring at the location where the sound came from.

To complete this series of actions in just two seconds, and accurately find out the source of the sound, is because Wu Qingchen is staring at the position at this time, there is a small trap arranged by Wu Qingchen, it has no lethality, nor any danger, the only effect is to make this sound softly, but it is completely different from other sounds around, and it will never be confused.

There are five such traps near Wu Qingchen's kitchen and dining room, which are fairly divided into the three necessary paths leading to Wu Qingchen's kitchen, and the other few small crevices in the forest that could barely pass through have become natural obstacles that are absolutely impossible to pass through without making a huge noise.

Staring at the sound trap that was touched, Wu Qingchen stood quietly and carefully observed for half a minute in the way taught by a life coach, that is, a mercenary and a special forces soldier, and found no traces of man-made, before returning to the fire, roasting small fish, and starting his own Chinese food.

After eating the small fish, Wu Qingchen hid the tree spear, put the kitchen utensils and spices back into the square hole in the cliff, then plucked a few leaves, and wrapped the residue of Chinese food with the rattan stocks that had been prepared for a long time.

After carefully looking around and making sure that nothing was missing, Wu Qingchen left the stream.

This time, Wu Qingchen did not walk the same way he came, but climbed up the bank of the stream along a gentle slope a few meters away from the cliff, followed a path left between the branches and bushes, walked to the trap that made a "squeak" sound before, and restored the trap with stones and a few vines.

Rounding out a small circle, Wu Qingchen walked back to the stream wooden bridge again, just after walking across the wooden bridge, Wu Qingchen paused slightly, and not far from the corner, a middle-aged man holding a sickle came to him.

"Little Rose, where are you going home?"

"Yes, Uncle Avilia, doing your afternoon work so early?"

"Yes, there is still some grass that has not been harvested."

After a few small talks, the two staggered, turned the corner, Wu Qingchen's right hand retracted into his robe waved lightly, and the last leaves of the vine strands flew into the bushes.

At this point, Wu Qingchen's lips were dry, his hands were empty, his robe had a faint smell of plants, and there was no longer the slightest sign of having just finished eating a meat meal.

So far, Wu Qingchen has really completed the whole process of the entire Chinese food.

Wu Qingchen had eaten this kind of Chinese food seven times in the morning, in three different kitchens, and the location and layout of the kitchens were all suggested by the staff committee, and the soldiers had carefully and carefully compared and analyzed them.

Limited to the conditions, these three kitchens are very close to the water source, but the convenient place for fishing and grilling fish is only one just now, the ingredients in the other two places are mainly from the woods and hills, due to the inconsistency of the ingredients, Wu Qingchen learned to make the tools and condiments are not the same, and at the same time continue to improve, about two kilometers away from this stream, Wu Qingchen has even prepared all the materials, once he finds the time and opportunity, he will fire a few of the simplest small pottery for cooking soup.

After more than ten days of work, Wu Qingchen has become more proficient in farm work, coupled with more nutritious food and more scientific labor methods, with these, Wu Qingchen's life in the medieval world has been much easier recently.

Just finished eating Chinese food, and at the same time rested for a while, Wu Qingchen's body fatigue disappeared a lot, and his steps were much brisker.

Fifteen minutes later, thirty seconds after Earth time.

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Earth, Country Z, National Capital, Temporary Training Headquarters, Third Training General Office, Life Coaching Team.

The huge room was brightly lit, and more than two dozen large display screens were lined up, and under each screen sat a dozen attentive spectators.

In the thirty times slow-motion projection screen, next to the wooden bridge of the stream, when he noticed that the figures of old William and the two brothers disappeared into another corner, Wu Qingchen quickly stood up, his eyes swept around the deserted surroundings quickly, and then half-bent down and walked upstream along the earthen ridge by the stream.

"Stop!"

One of the life coaches, a special forces soldier, name confidential, age confidential, military branch secret, service unit secret, a certain soldier raised his right hand, and the image on the display screen froze, "The reconnaissance is not concealed enough, and the direction of observation is not comprehensive enough, this ...... This...... This ......"

Using a small stick to put three points in a row on the display screen, a soldier continued: "I didn't pay attention to these three angles, and also, the walking posture made a mistake again, pay attention to look here, here, the heel is raised too high, which will leave deep footprints." In addition......"

Accompanied by the confidential soldier's statement, two staff officers used keyboards, two staff officers used paper and pencils, and three soldiers operated cameras to quickly record the contents of the classified soldier's statement.

“STOP！”

Three meters away, at the same time, in the display screen that was thirty times slow, when the "squeak" of the sound trap sounded, and Wu Qingchen flew up quickly, another life coach, who was in the war-torn regions of Asia, Africa and Latin America, and was proficient in lurking and hiding, regardless of the swamp, rainforest, desert, Gobi, and the red foreign mercenary raised his right hand.

The display screen froze, and the mercenary immediately spit out a series of words: "Slow response, a lot of redundant movements, this content Mr. Wu has not mastered at all, look here...... Over here...... The first time I stood up, I didn't immediately take advantage of the obstacle perspective that I had prepared in advance, but ......"

"Wait a minute."

Three meters away, another thirty-fold slow-moving display screen was still frozen, pointing at the fire built by Wu Qingchen using dead branches and fallen leaves on the screen with a small stick in his hand, the chef of many five-star hotels, fifty-three-year-old national superchef Li Dezheng shook his head slightly: "Write it down, this type of leaf is not suitable for making fires, it will leave a heavy burning smell, and here, the way these two branches are put together is wrong, there is no air passage, and it will add a lot of smoke......"

Along with the description, two staff officers use keyboards, two staff officers use pen and paper, three soldiers operate the camera, and what the third life coach presents is also fully recorded.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

"Here!"

"Slow down."

"Wait."

One after another, in the huge room, short and clear instructions came and went, and more than two dozen large display screens took turns to freeze the frame.

On the right side of the room, in front of a huge desk, in front of the temporary training headquarters, the third training general office, and in front of Li Deyi, the fifth deputy leader of the life coaching group, one after another about the next training suggestions, the reference subjects are rapidly increasing.

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And at this moment, the home of the medieval world has also appeared in front of Wu Qingchen's eyes.

"Los is back, hey...... Lowes. ”

Seeing Wu Qingchen from a distance, standing at the door, a little girl who was cooking mushy shook her hand and shouted.

This is Nina, Loes's sister, the eldest daughter of Old William, when Wu Qingchen first came here, she held a plate to block Wu Qingchen's little girl.

"Hey...... Nina. ”

Nodding to Nina, Wu Qingchen walked into the wooden house, scooped some hot water from the pot with his usual wooden bowl, and when the hot water was slightly cooler, Wu Qingchen drank two sips, his mother and Nina brought three large bowls, and then put three small bowls in front of the four men, and started the family's first meal of the day.

It's still a natural green food that hasn't changed.

Green soup, green peas, green paste.

However, there have been subtle changes in the amount of food and the way it is distributed.

Compared with when Wu Qingchen just entered the medieval world, the food in the three large bowls was piled up half an inch higher, and when the food was distributed, the small bowl in front of his father and Idra was still full, and the bowl in front of Grace was still slightly shallow, and when it came to Wu Qingchen, he insisted on cleaning after every meal every day, and the three small wooden bowls that had been different in color from other people's tableware were no longer only half, but increased significantly, reaching Grace's portion.

How much work to do, how much to eat, the simple and intuitive distribution method of the primary stage of socialism.

Still the same as before, after four servings, only a shallow layer remained at the bottom of the three large wooden bowls, and the last bit of green food still barely filled the two small bowls, leaving them for the mother and Nina, who was standing next to swallow saliva.

Whether it is the medieval world or the modern earth, it is definitely an unhealthy diet to eat only fish and meat without vegetables, so although he has already eaten a fish of about half a catty, Wu Qingchen still closed his eyes, frowned, picked up the wooden bowl, grabbed the wooden spoon, frowned sadly, and began to fight against the poison of the medieval wizard in front of him in pain.

At this time, little Nina had already finished eating the pitiful little food in her small wooden bowl, but instead of walking away like Wu Qingchen had just entered the medieval world, she stood beside her, licking her lips while secretly looking at the table from time to time.

"Come on, Nina."

The little girl's expectant eyes soon paid off, eating the green peas and green soup, Wu Qingchen hurriedly drank a few sips of semi-cool boiled water that had been prepared when he entered the door, and stretched out his right hand to push the paste in the last small wooden bowl in front of little Nina.

"Rose, aren't you going to eat again?"

Looking at Wu Qingchen's movements, Old William frowned, Wu Qingchen pushed the third small wooden bowl filled with mush in front of Little Nina, which was already the tenth time in five days.

"Father, I'm full."

Wu Qingchen touched his stomach, probably because he was gradually starting to get used to it, although eating green peas and green soup was still a torture, but it had barely reached the taste and feeling of traditional Chinese medicine.

As for the green paste, even if you don't look at Nina's longing eyes and thin cheeks, for Wu Qingchen, who has already filled half a catty of fish in his stomach in advance, it is not so much food as a burden.

"Alas......"

Old William shook his head, sighed, and stopped talking.

"Eat, Nina, brother is full." Drinking the last little and a half cold boiled water, Wu Qingchen smiled, picked up the last small wooden bowl, and put it in Little Nina's hand.

"En......" took the small wooden bowl, Nina did not gobble up as usual, looking at Wu Qingchen, the little girl bit her lip, and the faint light in her eye frame flickered slightly.

Looking at this grateful look and remembering the half of the fish he had just eaten, Wu Qingchen stood up and sighed softly.