The dry-stilt house can be traced back to the Yue people in ancient times. Although it is not yet possible to verify whether the ethnic minorities in the south and other places are the descendants of the Yue people, it is certain that this kind of dry column building has been handed down.

Its principle is the same as Ye Xuan's suspended wooden bed, and its ultimate purpose is to stay away from the ground and avoid the heavy moisture and poisonous snakes and insects on the ground.

Fu Tian was the first to walk into the bamboo house and greeted him: "Ye Wazi, come into the house quickly, the mountains are humid at night." ”

"Hey, well, I'll pack my things and I'll be right here. Ye Xuan said and took out the remote control in his backpack, controlled the drone to fall slowly, and then smiled at the live broadcast camera: "Ladies and gentlemen, this issue of the wilderness survival live broadcast is over here, thank you for your support, we'll see you next time." ”

Hearing that he was going to turn off the live broadcast, the audience suddenly stopped.

"Don't, patriarch, keep broadcasting!"

"Patriarch, you haven't returned to the city yet, so you won't be considered a success in surviving. ”

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"Isn't it just a gift, QuanTM gave it to you. ”

"Hey, I'm so angry!"

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"Yang XiaoA gave the anchor 1 plane--- patriarch continued the live broadcast!"

"Bananas love to drink water and give the anchor 1 rocket--- turn off the yarn, and turn it off when I go back tomorrow. ”

Looking at the barrage and gifts that kept flashing in his hand, Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, "Thank you for your gifts, to say a word from the bottom of my heart, I am really happy to make more than 1,800 viewers like me and like my live broadcast." This time to survive in the wilderness, the biggest gain is you. Thank you again for your support!"

"I'm going into a bamboo house, and it's not convenient or polite to broadcast live with a drone, so I'm going to use my mobile phone to broadcast live next. ”

The audience in the live broadcast room doesn't care what he uses to broadcast live, as long as he continues to broadcast live, he can say anything.

After putting away the drone, Ye Xuan walked into the bamboo house with his mobile phone.

The bamboo house is not big, only about ten square meters, it looks very simple and messy, surrounded by firewood and various daily necessities, there is a fire pit in the middle, and the bonfire is burning quietly at the moment, emitting bright and gentle light.

"Ye Wazi, I don't have anything good, I'll eat some in the evening. Fu Tian was squatting by the fire, and at the moment he was grabbing the yellowish rice with his hand and pouring it into a bamboo tube.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Uncle Fu, don't say that, I am very grateful that you can entertain me." ”

"I'm in for a good night. Ye Xuan said as he put down his backpack. Sitting by the bonfire, after putting the mobile phone at the right angle, he picked up another bamboo tube to help pour rice, and said to the live broadcast camera at the same time: "This kind of rice doesn't look very good, in fact, it is the famous Shanlan rice in the local area of HN, with low yield and high nutritional value, at least fifty or sixty yuan a pound on the market, and it is difficult to buy real goods." Now what we are making is the special food of the local Li nationality, bamboo tube rice. ”

"Yes, it's bamboo rice. ”

Fu Tian smiled innocently, stood up and cut a small piece of bacon hanging from the beam.

The palm-sized bacon is cut into seven or eight pieces and stuffed into a bamboo tube. After doing this, plug the bamboo tube with banana leaves and throw it into the fire pit and leave it alone. When the emerald green exterior of the bamboo tube turns completely black, it means that the rice inside is cooked.

While the bamboo rice was cooking, Fu Tian took out another bowl of small fried fish and a bottle of wine.

Pouring a bowl and handing it over, Fu Tian said with a smile: "This is home-brewed turmeric wine, there is a lot of humidity in the mountains, drink some to remove moisture." ”

Since Changbai Mountain's entourage, Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel frightened as soon as he heard the words home-brewed wine. Holding the wine bowl, looking at Fu Tian's expectant gaze, he was really embarrassed to say what he refused.

Secretly swallowing his saliva, Ye Xuan gritted his teeth and took a small sip.

As soon as you enter the wine, it is not as strong as you imagined, but has a faint ginger aroma, and the taste is exceptionally soft. After drinking it, it is like a scorching line of fire, which gradually slides down the throat and into the stomach, making people feel warm and very comfortable.

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows, and praised with surprise on his face: "Uncle Fu, this wine is really delicious." ”

Hearing his praise, Fu Tian smiled with a hint of pride, and greeted warmly: "You try fried fish again, turmeric wine is very soft to drink, but it has a lot of stamina, it is better to eat something to cushion your stomach first." ”

The fried fish in the bowl is not large, only the length of the index finger, and the golden color is very attractive, so it is perfect as an accompaniment to the snack. Ye Xuan picked up a small fried fish and stuffed it into his mouth, the taste was crispy, although no seasonings such as salt were added, the fried fish itself had a fragrance, and the more you chewed, the more fragrant it became.

Fu Tian is right, turmeric wine is indeed very powerful. Within a few minutes, Ye Xuan felt a burst of heat in his stomach, and this heat continued to spread, and finally surged up to his head, making his face appear red, with a hint of drunkenness in his eyes.

After a few sips of wine, the atmosphere in the bamboo house suddenly began to rise. The two of them tasted wine, and the mountains were raised from all over the world.

After some small talk, Ye Xuan learned that there was not just one ranger in Fu Tian, but more than a dozen, all of whom were local Li villagers, who were responsible for managing different areas, and although they also had contact on weekdays, they did not communicate much.

Fu Tian is 48 years old and has been a forest ranger for almost eight years. I heard him say that the oldest ranger is 62 years old, and he has been working since 92 to this day. And the most important thing is that they have not received a penny of subsidies over the years, they do not belong to the establishment of the Forestry Bureau, they are completely voluntary, and they have been silently guarding this hundreds of thousands of acres of primitive tropical rainforest for more than ten years.

This made Ye Xuan and the audience in the live broadcast room awe the honest middle-aged uncle in front of them.

"Uncle Fu, don't say anything, I'll give you a drink. Ye Xuan picked up the wine bowl with respect on his face.

After pouring a large sip of turmeric wine, Fu Tian sighed, "Hey, there are still not enough people." Hundreds of thousands of acres of land, how can a dozen people manage it. Last year, I found a decades-old agarwood, and I didn't look at it for a week, and it was secretly cut down, causing evil. ”

There is no way to do this, the profession of forest ranger has a low salary and high risk, and now few people can endure loneliness, willing to stay in the mountains, live a life for more than ten years, and may be threatened by vicious poachers.

Fu Tian said that not long after he went up the mountain, he was threatened once. At that time, a group of people were prevented from poaching in the mountains, and the gang threatened to retaliate, so frightened that he did not dare to sleep for several days.

Time passed unconsciously, the bamboo tube in the bonfire had become charred, Fu Tian used a wooden stick to dial the bamboo tube to the side of the fire, poured some water to cool, and then took a kitchen knife to split the bamboo tube.

Suddenly, the fragrance of rice filled the bamboo house with a mist of water, which was mixed with the smell of bacon.

"Ye Wazi, eat quickly. Bamboo rice should be eaten while it is hot, it will not taste good when it is cold. Fu Tian handed over the split bamboo tube and greeted warmly.

"Howler. ”

Ye Xuan took some chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth and tasted them carefully. Shanlan rice is actually a type of glutinous rice, which has a glutinous taste, and the fat of the bacon penetrates into the rice, making it taste sweet and delicious.

Eating habits for more than 20 years can not be changed in just a few days. During the five days in the wilderness, he had eaten almost all meat, and now that he tasted the rice again, he could not bear it, so he devoured the little fried fish.