Bi Fang stood on the raft and glanced around, and found that the existing containers were all useful, and there was no way to get out of the boat.

In the end, he chose to cut off a piece of tent cloth again, took out the plastic bottle in the water purification device, drank the fresh water inside, and then covered the tent cloth on the mouth of the bottle, poked it in with his fingers and stuck to the inner wall, and finally tied the bottle mouth with a rope.

In the end, Bi Fang pulled the fishing line and pulled the capelin out again, and the hook scraped through the seagull's trachea, bringing out a little blood.

Many female viewers couldn't help but close their eyes when they saw this scene, feeling a little uncomfortable.

[You can't be a full dead bird even if you die, it's too pitiful. 】

[What is Lao Fang going to do when he makes a cup? 】

[Bloodletting? 】

"That's right, I need to use a container to catch the blood, on the one hand, because it may be useful in the future, and on the other hand, because if we put the blood directly into the sea, it may attract some dangerous creatures, although I have a raft, it is better to avoid some dangerous situations as much as possible."

Bi Fang took out the obsidian dagger, aimed it at the seagull's neck, and stabbed it in, and the bright red blood immediately left along the dagger, and began to drip into the mouth of the bottle when it was in a certain position.

Watching the blood flow into the mouth of the bottle and begin to fill the tent cloth, Bi Fang nodded, the obsidian dagger was really sharp, and it worked very well to use.

Bi Fang's right hand holding the knife raised an index finger, pointed to the blood flowing down the blade of the knife and asked, "Have any friends who live in the countryside ever see a butcher killing pigs?" ”

"In a bloodletting like this, it's best to poke it in with a sharp weapon and plug the wound so that the blood will run down our knife, and if we choose to cut it, the blood will splash out of the arteries and we won't be able to collect it effectively.

The same is true for killing pigs, pig blood is also a delicacy, too much splashing is a waste, and the sharp knife directly stabbed into the neck, but also as fast as possible to kill the prey, to avoid it from suffering for too long, so a good butcher kills pigs is to pay attention to 'one knife clear'. ”

In the past, it was an important tradition to kill pigs during the New Year's Festival, but now this kind of activity is getting better and better, and only a small number of viewers who lived in the countryside when they were children still have a small impression.

[Strange knowledge increased]

[Damn, the first time I heard this explanation, I always thought it was just to reduce the pain of pigs]

[Plus one, I watched pig killing when I was a child, and it was the first time I knew that there was such a thing, and I learned it]

[At first glance, Fang Shen is an old butcher, this technique is so silky, I can't say anything if I haven't brushed a hundred pigs]

[Brush? Do you put this leveling up to increase your proficiency? 】

[At first glance, Lao Fang is a professional player, and he must have killed a lot of pigs to level up]

The blood was dripping, and when it was almost placed, Bi Fang wiped the knife on the tent cloth, then tied the tent cloth at the mouth of the bottle, and took out the blood sac in the bottle, which was bulging like a balloon filled with water.

In this way, the blood is collected, and the bottle is not wasted, and the bottle is put back into the container, and the water purification device can be used again.

However, there was no boiling water, and it was a bit laborious to pluck the feathers, and it took a long time to strip all the feathers off the seagulls, and finally put them into the charcoal fire to grill.

It is more troublesome to dry the seagull, and it is not enough to eat it at dinner while it is fresh, and it just so happens that Bi Fang has never eaten a seagull, and there are some small expectations, but Bi Fang was disappointed after being able to bake it, not only doubting that he has no talent for cooking, but also that the ingredients themselves are not qualified.

It's fishy and old, and it tastes like eating tree bark.

But the roast was all baked, and Bi Fang was reluctant to waste charcoal, so it was a piece of food, so he could only eat it all, and when the last bone was highlighted, he was relieved.

"To be honest, seagulls are really not delicious at all, fishy and firewood, I suggest you don't try it, unless you are forced to drift at sea like me, and seagulls eat everything, and they live by the sea, and they may have accumulated a lot of heavy metals or even bacteria in their bodies, and they must be roasted if they want to eat."

[Hahaha, it's the first time I've heard Lao Fang say that things are unpalatable]

[It's a little interesting]

[I also remember eating it when I was a child, but it wasn't very delicious, and the meat was old and fishy]

[It seems that I can't eat it now, this thing seems to be three in China, and if it exceeds a certain amount, it will be fined, and there will be a disaster in foreign countries, so you can do it casually, probably because it's too unpalatable. 】

After eating the seagulls, the time has come to the evening, Bi Fang watched the sunset gradually sink, reconfirmed the direction and put away the sails, seeing that the audience understood that Bi Fang was about to go off the air.

Bi Fang has done this for the last two days, collecting the sails to avoid sudden hoisting of strong winds in different directions at night, which would cause the raft to drift too far.

"But the arrival of the seagulls is also good news for me, because even if the seagulls are lost by the wind, it will not be too exaggerated, and it will blow to the center of the ocean all at once, which means that we are indeed getting closer to the mainland, maybe 100 kilometers, maybe 200 kilometers, but I think there is a good probability that I will be able to find the continent before the end of the 21st."

Bi Fang stood on the bow of the boat and stretched out against the sunset, looking like he was holding the sun in his arms from the back, and his body was full of golden light.

The speed of the ocean current is about 10 kilometers per day, but Bi Fang now has sails, and it is not impossible to travel at least 20 kilometers a day under the influence of the wind, or even 30 kilometers.

And judging from the appearance of seabirds, and the color of the seawater, as long as the direction is correct, then finding the continent is already a certainty.

As soon as he thought about it, Bi Fang's heart was quite excited, no matter how beautiful the scenery of the ocean was, it would always make people feel monotonous for a long time.

And......

Bi Fang stretched out his palm, because of the long sun exposure, he was already much darker than when he first came to the sea, and it was not surprising to say that he was a sea citizen......

"Okay, that's all for today's live broadcast, we'll see you tomorrow."

Bi Fang withdrew his palm, lowered the supported sail, and turned it into a tent again, and after saying goodbye to the audience, he returned to sleep on the life raft, lying in the raft, and Bi Fang, who had eaten and drunk enough, soon began to feel sleepy.

With the support of the raft, the stability of the whole raft has increased greatly, and it is no longer as bumpy as before, but has become soft and comfortable due to inflation, and soon it has entered the dream.

The waves rise with the wind.

When Bi Fang opened his eyes again, he found that the temperature seemed to be much lower, completely different from the feeling he had when he woke up a few days ago.

The change in climate made him frown.

It's going to rain again?

Bi Fang lifted the tent, the cold eroded, and his muddy brain, which had just woken up, seemed to have been poured into a basin of cold water, and it was clear.

He stared nervously at the surface of the sea with wide eyes, and found that it was only cold, so cold that he wanted to turn back to his tent and wrap himself in a canvas and go back to sleep, there was no wind around him, and the sky began to darken.

The audience who received the announcement of the start of the broadcast quickly poured in, and they immediately became nervous when they saw this scene, and they still remember the storm a few days ago.

[What's going on?] It's going to rain again? 】

[I heard bad news early in the morning]

[This is a brace? 】

[God scored twice]

Bi Fang looked at it seriously, and then his gaze became lazy again, mixed with a hint of joy.

"It's okay, it's not a storm, it's just a normal light rain, I can sleep a little longer."

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