After burying Wang Yue, Fengyun returned to the wooden house and looked at the slightly dilapidated roof.

He can't go back in a short time, and these wooden houses are his accommodation, so he naturally has to repair and clean them well.

It's getting dark, and I can't take care of it today, so it's serious to boil water and cook first.

His body was slimy and uncomfortable, and he needed fresh water now. The map left by Wang Yue shows that at the eastern foot of the valley, there is a mountain spring outlet.

Back in the wooden house, carrying two wooden barrels on a flat pole, Fengyun walked silently towards the water source marked on the map.

The flowering period in the valley is just right, all kinds of flowers are fragrant, the breeze blows, and pieces of pear petals fall in the bucket between the wind and clouds.

Passing over two pear trees with white petals, a paddy field overgrown with barren grass suddenly appeared. Not far away, a gurgling spring gurgling with sweet clear water gathers in a small pool, and then flows into the paddy field through a canal.

The water of the spring is so clear that you can even see the stones at the bottom of the pond. When the water is clear, there are no fish, and the pool water is clean and transparent, and there are no fish and shrimp swimming. Fengyun leaned down, first poured a full amount of water, and then ran to the canal to pick up water to wash the mud on his body.

The water in the pool does not flow quickly, and the sewage capacity is not strong, and if it gets dirty, there will be no water to eat at night.

The barrels were cleaned in the canal, and two buckets of water were filled from the pool and brought back to the hut, and it was already completely dark.

Clean the stove and pot lid with a bucket of water, boil the pot of boiling water, Fengyun took the bronze kitchen knife, threw it into the pot and boiled it thoroughly. Wang Yue didn't know what kind of oil to keep the bronze utensils, even if they were put for decades, they were boiled with boiling water, and the aroma was overflowing, which made people's appetite move.

However, Fengyun still didn't dare to smell it, for fear that the oil that had been hidden for so long would deteriorate and produce some toxic substances.

Bronze is said to be a later generation because the color of patina after the oxidation of bronze is turquoise, but when it is first refined, it is all golden yellow. Therefore, these utensils left by Wang Yue can also be called gold or bronze.

The bronze kitchen knife was hooked out with a long branch, the oil stains on the knife body had melted into the water, and the whole body had been restored to golden yellow, and there were simple patterns on the knife handle, which looked even more simple and exquisite.

Draining the waste water from the pot and brushing the pot again to boil the water, Fengyun snatched a deer leg from the mandrill and prepared to cook some broth to drink.

Although the salt in the small jar did not look bad, Fengyun decided to use the salt he had brought.

The venison meat is very tender, the copper kitchen knife is also very sharp, and there is no sluggishness when cutting the venison, and it becomes a meat slice with a light pull.

took the rice seeds left by Wang Yue, and Fengyun carefully picked up a handful from it and put it in the pot. Although the rice seeds are precious, there is only such a packet, but he has not tasted the taste of rice for a long time, and it doesn't matter if he eats a little bit of it.

Cut the venison into small cubes, throw it into the pot, cut two more slices of ginger and throw it in, and in a few moments, the broth was ready.

In the past, Fengyun liked to eat barbecue, but now he is annoyed when he sees barbecue, but he especially prefers fish soup and porridge These soups and soups may only be seen in people's eyes.

After boiling half a pot of broth, Fengyun used his own clay bowl to fill a large bowl, and poured the rest into the clay jar and served it to the mandrill.

The diced venison is very tender, and you can't even feel the slightly thicker fleshy fiber, in the words of Uncle Maimaiti at the door of the family community, the meat of the unmarried deer baby is delicious.

As if activating the foodie instinct, the mandrill drank the broth in the clay jar, and before he was full, he hummed behind him, Fengyun had no choice but to slice the remaining venison into small slices, put it in a clay pot and fry it half-cooked, and finally sent it away.

With a sad face, he held his cheeks and looked at the wolf-gobbling mandrill, Fengyun could already see him eating into a fat baboon that couldn't even catch a rabbit.

originally thought that a deer cub could eat for at least two days, but who knew that he only caught half of the hind legs and half a rabbit in it.

"I can't afford to raise it!" Fengyun sighed and said, the mandrill finished eating the meat, knocked on the clay jar and called, and still wanted, Fengyun scolded angrily with a dark face: "It's gone!

The mandrill looked out in disbelief at the cleanly shaved skeleton on the stove, and then ran back to sleep under the straw hut with his lips smacked.

Fengyun is just a strong inward, the deer boy was originally beaten back by the mandrill, he is the one who rubs the meat and eats, and when he sees it go back to sleep, Fengyun breathes a sigh of relief.

It's time to charge a processing fee, Fengyun told himself, carefully closing the door, Fengyun threw the deer bones into the pot, added water and boiled them. Bones are a good ingredient for soup, life is difficult in front of your eyes, and nothing can be wasted!

The firewood added to the stove was taken from a pile of dry firewood found under the corner of the outer wall of the storehouse, two big ones were added to it, let them burn slowly, covered the pot, Fengyun clapped his hands, and walked out of the door.

There was a dead man sleeping on the bed in the house, and Fengyun still had some reluctance in his heart, so he would split the bed as firewood tomorrow, and give himself another one another day.

A few handfuls of hay were pulled from under the snoring mandrill and spread on the ground, and Fengyun lay down on the side.

There were too many things that happened in a day today, Fengyun was physically and mentally exhausted, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, he pillowed his arms and looked at the sky in a daze. The only thing that Fengyun likes in this time and space is this clean and beautiful starry sky.

There is an old saying that life is like rape, and since you can't resist, you have to learn to enjoy it. There will be no going back for a while, Fengyun has no ability to change anything, so he can only try to make his life better and slowly seek opportunities.

"Everything will be fine!" Fengyun shouted with a fist, and the sleeping mandrill shuddered, and the snoring stopped, and then it sounded again.

Xiao Bai, who had been running around in the valley for a day, ran back out of nowhere, Fengyun got up and hugged it, and lay down with it in his arms.

Xiaobai wanted to struggle, but after feeling the wetness behind him, he sighed in his heart, and he also lowered his head and fell down as if resigned to his fate.

Nothing was said all night.

The morning sun shone thousands of golden rays from the mist, and a ray of sunlight slowly moved up Fengyun's face, illuminating the crystal clear mouth that flowed from his mouth.

Fengyun drooled and smirked, at this moment he was having a dream, in the dream he returned to the original world, wrote his experience into a web novel, which sold well, he also became a celebrity, married Bai Fumei, and went to the peak of his life.

However, at the moment when he married Bai Fumei and walked into the cave room, he was woken up by a chirping swallow.

Angrily turned over and sat up, Fengyun pointed to a row of swallow nests on the eaves and scolded angrily: "Don't you bother! Scream! Call you uncle! Believe it or not, I'll poke you all down to make bird's nest porridge!"

The birds in the swallow's nest ignored him, and their yellow beaks were even more cheerful.

Fengyun sighed, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, got up, stretched his waist, and shouted, "Get up and get up!"

I washed my face with the water left in the bucket yesterday, and started broadcasting gymnastics in the open space in front of the house.

"One-two-three-four, two-two-three-four, change your posture and do it again!"

Fengyun dubbed himself and moved his body.

"Activating the Survival Skill Elementary Physical Technique (III.) LV1 can slowly increase the basic attributes of the user's body. ”

"Holy! is this okay?" came to his mind a set of exercises that looked like radio gymnastics.

"The first time the user activates a Tier III skill, the system starts to upgrade for the first time. ”

"How to upgrade?" Fengyun was a little nervous, but the system still didn't answer.

"Damn! It's a hassle to have no question answering machine. Fengyun looked at his left hand, after such a long time, the charging progress bar of the question and answer device had only increased by more than 60 percent, and it was estimated that it would take more than ten days to fully charge.

Fengyun tried the basic functions, basic attribute evaluation scores, various skills, growth values and other data can still be viewed, I think it is updated and upgraded in the background, Fengyun is slightly relieved.

The system said that the primary physical technique could slowly improve the basic attributes, Fengyun looked at the attribute overview, but did not find a change in the value.

It should be done less, it is said to be a slow improvement, and it should have an effect if you do it a few more times, Fengyun judges.

I did it four more times, and Fengyun saw that the attribute had increased by 0.1, which was indeed slow enough, but fortunately, each item was added by 0.1, and it was almost enough to catch up with the upgrade of the previous growth value, and the third-order skill still had its strength.

Mandrill and Xiaobai are gone, presumably foraging for food. Back in front of the stove in the house, the embers in the stove were still there, and when the lid was lifted, the pale white bone broth in the pot was still warm, exuding a strong fragrance.

I took out a bowl in a clay bowl and sucked it up, and there were still shredded meat and fascia on the bones that were cooked to a crispy point. Fengyun pinched the bones and gnawed them clean, knocked open the bones and sucked the fragrant bone oil, drank a pot of fragrant broth, and then hiccuped comfortably and sat on the steps in front of the door to rest.

The slate of the steps in the early morning was a little cold, and Fengyun put the buckskin under the buttocks.

Today is still busy, I have to get Wang Yue's bed out and burn it; the weeds and cobwebs that grow in the house must be cleaned; the water that needs to be used today must also be fetched, and the water tank must be cleaned; the hole in the roof does not need to be repaired for the time being, but when it rains, it is also a problem, and we have to get a container for water to spare......

But the most important thing is to clean up the two fields, the weather seems to be almost summer, and I don't know if it will be too late to plant the seeds now.

Damn, I can't believe the novel, those who traveled back to ancient times were either emperors or princes, and Lao Tzu came through to farm, it's really a dog......

Fengyun stood up on his knees, took the brass axe out of the tool box, wiped the oil on the handle with a deerskin, carried it on his shoulder, and walked towards the back room.