Chapter 42

Seeing that Curtis was silent, Bai Qingqing hurriedly walked away and squatted down to the edge of the broken bamboo to cut the bamboo tube.

Only two-thirds of the scales have sharp edges, and a third have a little white flesh. It's not easy to hurt your hands when you hold the flesh. However, Bai Qingqing tries not to touch the other side. It's still wet with residual meat, which makes her physically uncomfortable.

Bai Qingqing's strength is small, but the snake scales are extremely sharp. It took her more than ten minutes to cut two bamboo tubes. One for cooking and one for drinking.

She was dying of thirst all the way.

"Is there water? You can't cook rice without water. " Bai Qingqing stood up with the bamboo tube. Turning around, he saw that Curtis was covered with bamboo tubes. The bamboo tubes were tied in a string of vines on the ground. There were thirty or forty thick ones.

Bai Qingqing's mouth was drawn, and he couldn't help crying and laughing: "what are you doing?" Do you have a bamboo tube hotel?

"This kind of plant is not common," said Curtis. "Take more back and use it slowly."

Use it slowly This word let Bai Qingqing's mood fall down, and he said with a curl of his mouth, "let's go, it's enough."

"Good."

Curtis wandered in the jungle all the year round and was fond of water. It was a matter of minutes to find water. Soon, the two men started a fire on the river.

Bai Qingqing made a small hole in one end of the bamboo tube with snake scales, slowly stuffed the washed rice in, felt that it was seven points full, then filled with water, wrapped the whole bamboo tube with reed leaves by the river, and baked it on the fire.

Soon the fragrance of Zongye was released from the bamboo tube. Bai Qingqing found that the reed leaf was originally Zongye.

This kind of reed is very common. You can use it to make zongzi in the future. If you don't have glutinous rice, you can make rice.

Curtis was bored and immersed in the water, staring at Bai Qingqing. It was interesting just to look at her.

He used to be lonely, but now he thinks his life is terrible.

Be sure to hold on to her!

Bai Qingqing smelt the fragrance of the rice, and the time was almost the same as cooking in the electric rice pot, so he took the bamboo tube down with a stick.

"It's cooked. Come and have it." Bai Qingqing is used to asking people to share. As soon as he looks up and sees Curtis's face, his smile because of his success cools down.

It's not easy to get back. Bai Qingqing pokes the hot bamboo tube on the ground uninteresting.

Curtis really swam up. The lower half of the snake's body was in the water, and the upper half of the human's body was lying on the bank, looking at the food.

The reed leaves on the bamboo tube were burned, and they would "swish" down as soon as they were poked by Bai Qingqing. Half of the bamboo tube was blackened, and there were several slits at the bottom. It didn't look like it could be eaten.

Bai Qingqing cut the bamboo tube stiffly, and was so hot that she could breathe out. She caught her wrist with a cold, pale hand.

"I'll do it." Curtis said, cutting the bamboo tube with the heat.

When the meal is fragrant, it spreads in the air, and the fragrance is strong.

"Wow! Good smell! " Bai Qingqing's eyes were bright with surprise, and his eyes narrowed with enjoyment: "I've never smelled such delicious rice."

It's just a simple molting rice. Many of them are still blue, but they are much more delicious than the milled rice that she has eaten for many times.

Bai Qingqing picked up a pair of clean branches that had been prepared earlier, poked a lump of rice and put it into his mouth. He was so hot that he couldn't stop breathing. He sobbed: "Oh! I haven't eaten for a long time. It's delicious! "

Curtis dipped his red fingers in the water and smiled at Bai Qingqing. "You just like it."