"Envy, envy."

Looking at Bi Fang, who was tracking the pheasant in the direction of the pheasant's escape in the live broadcast room, many companions left sad tears.

Since Bi Fang's wilderness live broadcast mode became popular, whether active or passive, those anchors who were originally full-time outdoor have had to start adding similar content one after another.

Otherwise, simply traveling, walking, there is no competitiveness at all!

It's not that I want to compete with Bi Fang, but I want to compete with my original peers......

People eat all kinds of disgusting, hunting food over there, catching chickens and ducks to make traps, you drink water and chat here, and look at the scenery in the distance......

It's no wonder that before the wilderness survived, the outdoor section was an unpopular area, plus an outdoor area to show off wealth.

Li Xiuran is one of them, he has no money to drive a luxury car to attract attention, so he can only change from the original mountaineering to mountaineering adventures, often looking for some "wild caves".

It's a pity that even if they really change their style, the sum of them is not enough for Bi Fang to fight with one hand.

They dug up a section of earthworms that were eaten raw, swallowed the sand with hideous faces, and hunted reindeer with spears, and ate their hearts raw with blood......

They struggled to catch up with the team's loud domestic chickens, simply barbecued and gnawed on firewood, went to the sea to fight dozens of sharks, dragged one on a bamboo raft, and had a pot of shark fin soup......

They sweated profusely and climbed thousands of meters of mountains, cheered loudly, and climbed Mount Everest without oxygen, planting the national flag and becoming the first people......

They...... Forget it, don't talk about it, I'm going to cry.

Obviously, they are all on the earth, they are all human beings, they all have two eyes and one nose, but they are all a high mountain, not Mount Everest, but Mount Olympus.

Yes, the one on Mars.

Looking at the audience shouting 666 in the live broadcast room, Li Xiuran was unspeakably lonely.

Pheasants are three, although less than a certain number is not considered a crime, but watching Bi Fang hunting openly, usually he accidentally stepped on a toad and was sprayed, Li Xiuran felt really uncomfortable.

But there is no way, there is a background, strength, and a certificate, it is so arrogant.

It is said that there was a predecessor before him, surnamed Lu, who was the first to transform and follow the trend, and it seems that he still has some entanglements with Bi Fang, thinking about rubbing some traffic, but he was sprayed so much that he couldn't even make up half of his mother.

He is a hard-working person, and he often interacts with other anchors in live broadcasts, but unfortunately, some things are not authentic after all.

It is said that the name has been changed, and the guild behind it is about to go out of business, pitiful.

Don't think about that anymore.

Li Xiuran took out the thick notebook, pulled out the pen cover, and wrote down the five big characters of "The Archer Paradox" seriously, stroke by stroke, as serious as a child who has just learned to write in kindergarten.

Anyone who is born a wilderness survival expert has to follow the learning progress.

You still have to learn!

No shame, everybody.

......

On the other side, Bi Fang also managed to find the second pheasant that was swaying on the road.

His arrows were quenched with poison.

"Once the milky white juice that seals the throat with blood comes into contact with the wounds of humans and animals, it can paralyze the heart of the poisoned person, seal the blood vessels, coagulate the blood, and even suffocate to death."

"If you splash it in the eye, you will lose your sight, and a few milligrams can kill a frog, although it is just a rubbing, and you can't die, but it is definitely not comfortable, no, we have caught up."

Seeing Bi Fang coming, the pheasant still wanted to escape, but unfortunately it was poisoned and did not obey the call of its hands and feet, and was nailed to the ground with an arrow.

Stuffed the still struggling pheasant into the bag, and returned the same way.

As soon as he approached the shelter, Bi Fang saw the water monitor lizard lying on the wall, as if to check on something.

But when he turned around and saw Bi Fang coming back, his body trembled, and he staggered left and right and hid in the cave.

[Ah this, always be ready for backstabbing]

[Water monitor lizard: That guy hasn't been back for a long time today, I feel like I'm doing it again]

Bi Fang didn't have time to pay attention to it, he had very important things to do, and his expression was a little solemn.

If this is done too late, the consequences will be unimaginable, and a lot of effort may be completely wasted.

Seeing that the venom of the bloody throat tree will accelerate the blood coagulation, from the capture to the return, a considerable period of time has passed, and if there is no bloodletting, this chicken ......

It's not tasty!

Audience: "......"

[When did Fang Shen like to joke? 】

[Fang Shen is also so handsome, joking]

[Ah, he's so humorous, I love it]

[Two more crazy, fork out!] 】

Bi Fang quickly brought a stone slab, put all the two chickens on it, spread the leaves, took out the bamboo tube to catch the blood, and pulled out two arrows.

There was no effect of spurting blood, the blood had become a little stagnant, Bi Fang hurriedly cut his throat with a knife and squeezed it from top to bottom, squeezing out the blood in the pheasant's body.

Sticky blood dripped down the walls of the bamboo tube.

Bi Fang shook his head: "If you don't come sooner or later, now I have salt, but it can't be wasted, it can be made into blood clots." ”

Squeezing out all the blood, Bi Fang picked up the bamboo tube and looked at it, it was not as much as he imagined, and there was still a little residue in his body.

"If you cook at home, you know that if the bloodletting is not clean, the meat will be very fishy, I have never eaten pheasant before, so I don't know what it tastes like."

Smashing his mouth, Bi Fang put the two chickens into the boiling water to rinse, and after a while, some blood floated out, and Bi Fang began to pluck the feathers with his bare hands.

Pheasants and domestic chickens look very different, and their feathers are very beautiful.

Bi Fang didn't waste it, collected it all, especially the long feathers on the buttocks, pulled it off and inserted it on the head, the most classic Indian shape.

[I want this feather]

[Can you give it to me?] 】

[Ordinary fans can't get in the current lottery link, woo woo woo]

When he finished handling the two, Bi Fang came to the wall.

There was a piece of dried clay on the wall, which had been thoroughly dried at the moment, and needed to be crushed with force, which Bi Fang had placed here yesterday afternoon.

All these clay blocks were crushed into powder, and Bi Fang added some fishbone powder and stone powder to mix it.

Bi Fang also explained: "Making pottery is different from making a furnace, the pottery is brittle and thin, and you need to add some hard substances to it to prevent the pottery from shrinking and cracking due to excessive shrinkage during the firing process." ”

"So I added some fish bone meal and stone powder, and you can also use simple stone powder, you can see it everywhere, and if you can, you can also add sand, eggshell powder, shell powder, and even pottery powder."

[Another small detail]

[Learning is wasted]

【Stewed Chicken SoupStewed Chicken Soup】

[Hey, hey, here's the chicken soup, it's not salty or light, it tastes great]

After mixing, add an appropriate amount of water, knead the clay on the slate like dough, and hit it with a stick.

"The clay should be soft and wet, but it should not stick to the hands, and it should be repeatedly beaten during the kneading process to avoid bubbles in the clay, otherwise it will expand and crack during the firing process."

After the suitable clay is made, Bi Fang is completely made by hand, sticking his thumb into it and grinding it away little by little.

Without pottery, once made irregularly, the internal stresses of the material are likely to cause the object to crack directly, and a slight collision can also have serious consequences.

A little bit of grinding can ensure a well-proportioned shape, but unfortunately it can't be made too big, and it's hard to control if it's too big.

It was just the size of a kettle, so Bi Fang stopped and started making the next one.

"I didn't want to make it too big, it was very inconvenient, my purpose in making jars is to improve my life, we can cut pheasants into small pieces, stew them little by little like making jar meat, just right, eat a meal and cook a little."

[This little day, so envious]

[Mu, when I traveled to XJ, I ate jar meat, stewed pigeon and mutton in it, thief pulled incense, drooling. 】

[I've been thinking, if this is given to Fang Shen a woman, will he be able to create a civilization in the forest? 】

[Yes, I can sign up, dog head]

[This has to be robbed? 】

[You can't reproduce the third generation, according to what the old party said, this will be functionally extinct, so I also sign up and bring me with you]

[Good guys, is this a blind date meeting? ] 】

[You continue to quibble, I'm listening]

Five clay pots the size of a kettle were made, and Bi Fang placed them on a stone slab next to him to dry.

"Don't fire the good clay pot immediately, it will be more durable after drying, and now we have a blast furnace, if there is nothing, you can also dig a pit in the ground and burn it, this method is also the method of firing pottery that is still used in many parts of the world today."

"If the temperature of the fire is too low, the pottery may break, but the black charcoal of the blast furnace is there, and we should be able to make a good clay pot."

"Okay, the morning is almost over, and the next thing is the main thing, the treatment of iron bacteria."

Bi Fang rubbed his dirty palms and brought a second stone slab, on which he put some charcoal and crushed it into black powder.

At this moment, a barrage attracted the attention of the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Someone next door is making iron... 】

[, rub the heat? ] 】

["Find" iron ore directly in the mountains, and then take it to the factory to refine it yourself... What is this, nothing has been shown]

[Ah, that's it.] 】

[People were born in mines, brother, this only has iron bacteria]

[Fang Shen is over! ] 】

With the charcoal ash, Bi Fang went to the bottom of the blast furnace, opened the lid, which was full of white burning ashes, and took out some of them and put them into bamboo jars.

Finally, iron bacteria are used.

Although it has not rained for the past few days, the iron bacteria in the soil pit are still damp, and Bi Fang does not want these, but puts them in a bamboo basket, which has been dried.

After a long period of wind and sun, the originally damp iron bacteria have already become yellow rust.

In this way, one yellow, one gray, one black, three materials, is the key to the preparation of iron.

"Grass ash, which has sulfur, helps liquefy iron metal, while charcoal is used to redox iron oxide."

[Wait, iron oxide? Didn't you say before that iron hydroxide was used to make iron? 】

[I didn't learn the chemistry before, okay, what do you think Fang Shen was doing before the wind and sun? 】

[When iron hydroxide is exposed to the air, the color will change, 2Fe(OH)3==Fe2O3+3H2O, and finally become iron oxide, water evaporates, and junior high chemistry ......]

[I forgot for a long time, have an opinion? 】

Bi Fang was very happy to see the barrage, and there were still people who understood a little: "That's right, it's this equation, so what we are now is iron oxide, no longer iron hydroxide." ”

"Now, let's mix them one to one, add some water, and make a pie shape!"