Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng didn't go out early, and they went to three scenic spots.
Together with the time to pick mushrooms and build houses, the sun is now on the verge of setting.
The refraction of light makes the whole sky change from blue to purple to pink to orange red.
colorful.
Meng Xiaoni put down the various mushrooms she had collected, and came forward to say, "It's getting dark, let out your arrogance, so as not to wait until the light turns on, we still cook soup and attract a group of people who don't know what to say."
Ghost Feng noticed Meng Xiaoni coming forward to snatch the plank and rattan in his hands from the corner of his eyes, subconsciously took a step to the side: "It's okay, I'll put..."
Before he finished speaking, Meng Xiaoni interrupted him: "I'm going to build a house, you go and help me clean up the mushrooms and burn a pot."
There is nothing technical about burning things.
Seeing Meng Xiaoni's tough attitude, Guifeng quietly glanced at the crumbling tree house next to her, and silently felt that she was indeed suitable for burning a pot.
Building a house is very difficult.
It was agreed that they would build a tree house.
He is suitable for burning a pot in the back.
A gust of wind blew, and the tip of the ghost phoenix saw the small house he built, shaking slightly there.
Ghost Phoenix: "..."
As a bird, the most important thing is to be happy, don't embarrass yourself.
Guifeng decided to burn a more beautiful big pot to save her face a little.
He walked outside to pinch metal pieces.
Little Bailong has a strong learning ability and has learned to use the air in the air to purify water. It is still very easy for Guifeng to purify the material of a pot in a forest with such rich materials.
Meng Xiaoni gave Guifeng a more suitable job. Holding the planks and rattan in her hands, she looked at the small house that could shake in the wind, and sighed deeply in her heart.
It would be shameful to demolish it all, and it would be very difficult to live in if it were not demolished.
Meng Xiaoni took two steps forward and tentatively opened the wooden door.
As expected, there is no technology for swinging doors, and there is no technology for opening doors ajar. The door is only viable if you push it in or dig it out.
So what's the point of the door
It's better to make it into a bird's nest, open in and out.
Meng Xiaoni didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she opened the door, and then leaned inside.
Not to mention, there was indeed something built inside, a bed that occupied almost half of the cabin.
The whole space is almost similar to a capsule apartment, although obviously not as well set up as a capsule apartment.
You have to curl up to get in and out, even if you use spells, after they go in, the whole space will actually feel very big, but it just doesn't look very comfortable.
Meng Xiaoni immediately backed out, and decided to solve the entire vine binding problem first.
To build a tree house, the planks must first be thick.
In fact, it is better to use a slightly younger trunk, and everything is in two, exactly two pieces up and down.
A layer of outer bark is cut off, and then a little trunk texture will be exposed, which looks quite visually beautiful.
The trunk should be connected with the trunk. The vines are too thick. The best way is to drill a little groove, and then use a square wooden stick to insert it into it to play a connecting role. As for the corners of the wood and the wood, the mortise and tenon technique is used to connect, no rattan binding is required, and no glue is required, and it will be extremely stable even after molding.
These are all the little experiences that Meng Xiaoni learned from tinkering and stealing when building the palace.
Meng Xiaoni removed the rattan, cut the wooden planks for use, and directly dismantled and reassembled the small house.
Of course, Meng Xiaoni stayed on the tidy roof.
This roof can be regarded as giving Guifeng enough face.
After all, with the addition of a vine-wrapped roof, the rain-shielding performance is zero, but it still looks interesting. They only stayed for one night, and then cast spells and made a cover.
After quickly reorganizing the entire small room, Meng Xiaoni also improved the bed in the room.
The original square bed under Guifeng's hand was slightly curved by Meng Xiaoni.
The head of the bed was like a semicircular bulge, with round bedposts added to the four corners, and a bunch of little phoenixes were carved on the side of the bed by Meng Xiaoni.
In Meng Xiaoni's heart, Phoenix is always the cutest.
Temporary sleeping rooms, cabinets, tables and chairs are not needed.
After Meng Xiaoni built the bed, she simply built a small footstool beside the bed, which is convenient for getting her feet up and down from the bed.
The little pedals are round and chubby, very cute.
The next problem is to open a window on the wooden house and build a normal door.
For the window, Meng Xiaoni directly chose to hollow out a small piece of wood, and then placed this small piece of wood on the lower end of the window, so that they can put some small things, and it can also be used to rest their hands when they poke their heads out. one time.
As for the door.
Meng Xiaoni drilled holes in the top and bottom, inserted thinner wooden sticks, and made a simple revolving door.
The color of the entire wooden house has not been painted, and the appearance of the four sides of the house is neatly fitted, which is much better than that of Guifeng just now.
Finally, Meng Xiaoni found some wooden planks and built a fairly stable platform under the tree house. This platform was stuck together with this big tree of unknown age, so that the tree house could be stably erected on the platform. on, and on the inside of the bend of the tree.
Only then did Guifeng finish building the pot, and when the temperature dropped, Meng Xiaoni saw that the whole small house had been built.
He looked at the pot in his hand that was almost exactly the same as that of the Jifu hotpot restaurant, and wrote the word "Meng" on it.
Although it is said that his house is not very well built, the handwriting is really good.
The word "Meng" is almost the most special part of the whole pot.
Chic and unrestrained, full of personality, full of arrogance.
Compared with building a house, it is really meaningless now.
Guifeng silently added the word "Feng" next to the word "Meng".
There is no sense of disobedience in the combination of the two words. Guifeng wrote this as a comfort to herself.
Just finished writing, Meng Xiaoni tilted her head and looked over with a smile: "Guifeng, what color do you like? I'll dye this room a little bit."
Guifeng looked at the room, then at Meng Xiaoni: "I like whatever you like."
A person who does not know how to build a house has no right to make any suggestions on the color matching of the house.
Meng Xiaoni tilted her head and thought about it, then looked around.
In winter, there are really not many places where you can pick up colors.
Nothing but fallen leaves.
With a hook of Meng Xiaoni's finger, countless withered and yellow fallen leaves were hooked, and then countless green fallen leaves were hooked, mixed in two, and fell on the entire tree house. The roof mixed with orange and green was completed, and a few leaves were falling down, which looked very artistic.
Even though Guifeng was still feeling a sense of defeat to Meng Xiaoni, she still felt that Meng Xiaoni's house was really well built.
The house that only stayed for one night caused this, and the tree house that wanted to surpass the palace of the king of hell...
Guifeng didn't dare to think about it either.
He just wanted to turn back and let Meng Xiaoni direct him to do things.
It's so hard to let yourself be creative to build a house. Life is not easy, but don't make things difficult for him, a phoenix.
After Meng Xiaoni built the house, she trotted over to get ready to cook.
Guifeng picked up a lot of wood and set up the pot.
Meng Xiaoni saw the writing on the pot at a glance, and smiled like a flower blooming: "The writing is really good."
Guifeng: "The house is not well built, so I just make a pot and write some words, which can be used to cover the food and accommodation expenses."
When he said this, he said it lightly, with no expression on his face.
Meng Xiaoni was amused by Guifeng's appearance, and her mind wandered a bit, thinking that she could sell her body to pay for food and accommodation.
Who made Guifeng look good
Now that the afterglow of the setting sun is shining on people, there is a layer of orange red on Guifeng's already pretty face, which looks like walking out of a painting.
The desolate scene is really suitable for making Meng Xiaoni think wrong.
Meng Xiaoni was paralyzed in her heart, feeling that she was really a piece of rubbish in her head.
Some things are really delicious once done, and people can't help but taste it again and again.
"Eat, eat." Meng Xiaoni took out chili noodles from her pocket.
Guifeng brought some water into the pot and set fire under the pot.
In terms of temperature control, no one can be more precise than Guifeng.
He has been in contact with fire since he was born, and he doesn't know how many years it has been.
In order to show that she was still useful, Guifeng cleaned up all the mushrooms that Meng Xiaoni had picked. Rinse well with water, cut off the root, and slice the top. After the water boils, put them into the pot one by one.
Meng Xiaoni felt happy watching these little mushrooms fall into the boiling water one by one.
The feeling of this picnic is quite interesting.
"I have a roommate who is from the south. I heard that people in the south have the custom of eating wild rice. That's probably how they eat it." Meng Xiaoni said casually.
Although they have no food. But it doesn't matter what you eat, what matters is the atmosphere.
Guifeng nodded slightly after hearing this.
He stirred the mushrooms inside: "Do you want to add seasoning?"
Meng Xiaoni looked at the chili noodles in her hand, and simply poured most of them into the soup.
As for the remaining part, Meng Xiaoni asked, "I think maybe we can consider roasting mushrooms?"
Guifeng started another fire next to it, and then pinched a metal mesh and a pile of metal to sign out.
Meng Xiaoni skewered a bunch of mushrooms on the side, and another bunch of oyster mushrooms, threw a pile on the wire mesh, and sprinkled peppers...
The water at the other end boiled quickly, and the mushrooms cooked with chili noodles in clear water also produced a strong aroma.
Guifeng made two stone bowls and stone chopsticks for Meng Xiaoni and herself, and cleaned them thoroughly.
Meng Xiaoni looked left and right, waiting for the food to be cooked with a happy face.
The sun gradually set, and the firelight gradually became the biggest light between a person and a bird.
The small flames dancing in the eyes were so bright that it was unbelievable.
The ghost phoenix released its own coercion, the aura of that large creature, so that all the insects and ants around did not dare to approach.
The woods at night are not quiet, there are all kinds of light noises.
Meng Xiaoni looked at the sliced mushrooms floating in the pot, quickly took them out and put them into Guifeng's bowl: "Have a bite?"
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Guifeng obediently put the sliced mushroom into her mouth.
Wild mushrooms are different from those commonly cultivated. They have an earthy smell in their taste, but they also have a different umami taste. This kind of umami taste, no matter how insensitive people can taste the difference.
This earthy smell was covered up a lot by the chili, so it was not obvious.
Guifeng handed the bowl to Meng Xiaoni: "Add more chili."
Meng Xiaoni added some chili noodles to Guifeng's bowl.
Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for Guifeng to go from being able to eat spicy food to asking for more spicy food.
Guifeng took another slice, this time dipped in slices of pepper, and put it in his mouth.
After eating, he nodded with certainty: "It's delicious."