Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Cave
Worried that the turtle would escape after sobering up, he didn't put it in the package, Pang Yuan kept an eye on it and grabbed it directly in his hand.
After making sure that nothing was missing, the boy stopped waiting and took a step, skirting the small puddle in front of him and returning to the direction he had been traveling.
As for the location of this small waterhole and the route to come, Pang Yuan carefully combed it in his mind, confirmed that it was right, and secretly remembered it in his heart.
Walking in the lush jungle, the sunset makes the surrounding dense forest environment glow with a faint orange yellow, and the sun shines on the body, shining on the face, bringing a trace of warmth.
It's just that the boy has wet boots on his feet, which stick to the soles of his feet, and he makes a sound of "poof~poof~poof~" when he walks, which is very uncomfortable.
But right now, finding a place to stay tonight is the top priority.
Pang Yuan frowned slightly, ignoring the inconvenience of the soles of his feet, looking around, always paying attention to the surrounding environment, and searching for a suitable location.
In the middle of the endless forest, the mountains are majestic.
After walking for a long time, Pang Yuan saw a large mountain rock on the side of the road, and he could vaguely see a gray cave in it.
The young man was overjoyed, and hurriedly quickened his speed, took a few steps, and hurried over there.
It didn't take long for Pang Yuan to come to the majestic mountain rock, and when he raised his head, there was an abandoned cave in front of him, the light was a little dim, and it was impossible to see clearly.
"Let's go in and see what's going on. ”
The boy cheered up, and stepped into it cautiously with a spear, staring on guard.
This cave is not big, the boy has only walked into it for less than ten steps before he has reached the end, and the entrance to the cave is low, not much higher than the boy, the entrance is a little narrower, but the inside is quite spacious, just suitable as a foothold for tonight.
The dimly lit cave was dusty, mossy had grown in places, and the air smelled faintly moldy, not pungent.
In order to ensure the safety of rest at night, Pang Yuan carried a spear and walked around the cave carefully, drove out some spiders, mice and other things, and cleaned them up thoroughly.
Then they went out and brought stones and some dead tree branches from the vicinity to make a simple fence and block the narrow hole, so as to at least prevent snakes and insects from inadvertently sneaking in.
Subsequently, the boy took local materials, and went to the dense forest to pick up a large pile of dead branches and leaves, and brought them back several times, all of them were piled up in the cave, and a large amount of firewood was stacked in the cave as a fire.
In the jungle, water is abundant, and the problem of drinking water is easy to solve.
"Well, let's take the package with you, if the iron box inside is placed in the cave, I always feel unsure. ”
Originally, the young man untied the package and put it on the ground of the cave, but he was worried about the iron box in his heart, in order to prevent accidents, after thinking about it, Pang Yuan still decided to take the package with him.
This time he went out to hunt, and the package also carried a small iron pot, Pang Yuan brought clean water from a nearby stream, directly filled the pot, filled it with most of it, and filled the kettle with him.
Then, the young man took out his short blade by the way, and on the edge of the turbulent stream, he disemboweled the old turtle he had captured before.
Clean the internal organs, remove the filth, and then clean it with clean water, and then put the still dripping turtle ingredients directly into the package.
"That's it, go back~"
With a package on his waist and a spear on his back, Pang Yuan returned to the cave happily with a small iron pot in both hands and the clear and sweet stream.
As the sun set, the sky became darker and darker, and the darkness began to spread.
The young man's ears also heard a terrible beast roar in the distance, one after another.
The light around him became dimmer and difficult to see, and Pang Yuan also increased the speed of his movements.
"It's getting dark, let's start a fire first!"
Raising his feet and stepping over the low fence into the cave, the young man put down the small iron pot in his hand on the spot, placed the spear and package beside him, and went straight to the pile of dead leaves.
He set up a wooden shelf, divided a portion of the firewood, and piled it up under the shelf, and the boy took out the fire fold in his bosom and carefully lit it.
At first, it was just a small flame, with a few wisps of green smoke, but gradually the fire grew bigger, and the firewood burned more and more vigorously.
The bright light of the fire illuminated this small world, and the orange light filled the entire cave at once, and the light reflected on the young man's face, bringing a warm breath and driving away the slightest chill.
Since ancient times, the scorching flame has brought light and warmth to mankind, dispelling the formidable cold and ferocious beasts.
Having succeeded in making a fire, the boy got up and set the small iron pot with the stream on the ground on the shelf.
Taking out the quaint iron box in the package, Pang Yuan then sat next to the fire with the iron box, studying the surface pattern of the mysterious iron box according to the firelight, his fingers skimmed over the lines of the iron unit, and quietly waited for the stream to boil.
The heat of the scorching flame was wantonly, and it didn't take long for the thick water vapor to drift away, and the stream water in the pot was already boiling.
The bottom of the pot "grunt ~ grunt ~" continued to bubble upward, and many bubbles changed from small to large, and finally burst on the water surface.
"Yes, the water is boiling, it's time to get into the pot!"
Looking at the boiling stream in the iron pot, Pang Yuan showed a smile on his face, and hurriedly picked up the package, took out the processed turtles in the package, and put them in the small iron pot.
Later, the boy added some fresh wild vegetables and natural condiments collected in the forest, and mixed them together to boil.
The rest was much easier, and the boy just had to wait slowly until the turtle soup was thoroughly cooked.
Time passes constantly.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of insects outside the cave and in the forest, accompanied by the crackling and popping sound of firewood burning in the fire, accompanied by the unique aroma emitted from the iron pot that became more and more intense......