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Chapter 810

I just accidentally browsed the video and now I know the general steps.

In fact, she can't weave bamboo baskets and straw sandals.

Now there are bamboo slices that weave bamboo baskets. She tried to cross-weave the bamboo slices according to the impression in the video. She made mistakes many times and then disassembled and re-engraved them...

The sun set in the west. When Bai Qinghao came back with a large bag of sea crabs, he saw Fang Xinxin had already weaved a bamboo basket.

An accident flashed in his shisui eyes, "Wife, how many more surprises do you want to give me?"

She raised her delicate eyebrows, "Is this a surprise? Alas."

Sighed.

He walked over with his cloth bag and stared at her with heartache, "Why sigh?" Is it because he was wandering to a deserted island and could not stand this harsh living environment?

Will definitely leave here!

She smiled slightly, "Because you, the president of a hundred billion, even praise me when you see me weaving a bamboo basket. My basket is so ugly that it can only hold things. If other girls make exquisite crafts, you won't..."

It turned out that he sighed because of his praise. He stroked her long black hair pity, "There is no one here, even if there is one, I will turn a blind eye."

She raised her head slightly and looked at his cold and stern face. Her cool expression was not at all joking.

He was too clear about his feelings. Fang Xinxin nodded in emotion.

"Should you wait a moment." Bai Qinghao said, and his tall figure turned around and walked into the deep forest.

"Don't go far." She said loudly. It was almost dark and the forest was not safe.

Even though he was cautious enough and had a very good skill, she still couldn't help but worry.

When it was completely dark, Bai Qinghao brought a large bundle of dry branches and a large piece of concave stone in the middle and threw it outside the shed.

Bai Qinghao took a few branches and a handful of hay inserted on the branches into the shed.

I found a few stones nearby, and placed them at a distance of about twenty centimeters to make an extremely simple stone stove. The tiny branches and hay were placed in the empty space between the stove.

He picked up a thicker piece of dry tree cut in one go, placed it between the branches and hay, and carved a hole in the cut with a scalpel, and inserted a straight round wood as thick as a thumb in advance, inserting it into the hole.

Rub the slender straight wood with both hands, and the wood keeps spinning in the holes cut by the tree.

The force of his rubbing became faster and faster and stronger.

Fang Xinxin looked at the scene in front of her, and he was drilling wood to make fire!

Unfortunately, it is very difficult to make fire by drilling wood.

He rubbed this for half an hour, and no sparks were generated from the wood.

Seeing that the blood blisters in his palm were rotten, she couldn't help but say with distress, "Husband, forget it. It's not easy to drill wood to make fire when it's cold at night. It's better to do it at noon tomorrow. It will definitely be easier when the temperature is high."

"It is because it is cold at night that fire must be set." He did not give up, and continued to rub the round straight wood in his hand expressionlessly, as if the blood bubbles on his hand were broken and felt painless.

She knew he was stubborn and let him go.

He glanced at her, and the heartache in Qishen's eyes, "Wife, you eat sea crabs first. It seems that it will be too late to make a fire and roast things."

"It's okay." She shook her head, "If there is fire, I can eat cooked food. I don't want to eat raw food anymore."

"Then wait a moment." He also knew that eating raw food was not good and there were parasites.

It’s troublesome to eat badly. There was no way to do it before, but now, except for the raw fruits, he will never let his wife eat raw food again!
Chapter completed!
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