Fire is indeed a problem.

Zhu Ping'an and the three of them have no hobby of eating raw fish, so fire is inevitable; Of course, the pot is also a problem, but the little girl in the bun found a naturally concave stone by the mountain stream, irregular square, and a pit the size of a sea bowl in the middle, about eight or nine catties in weight, Li Shu and the little girl in the bun washed it in the stream, which can be used as a stone pot for the time being.

If there is fish and a pot, there is a lack of fire.

But the fire folds carried by the three of them had long been lost in the sea.

"Uncle~~ What should I do if there is no fire?"

After the little girl with the bun washed the "stone pot", she looked at Zhu Ping'an with big eyes, as if Zhu Ping'an could turn into fire all of a sudden.

"You can try drilling wood to make a fire." Under the scorching gaze of the little girl and Li Shu, Zhu Ping'an said with some uncertainty.

"Han Feizi Five Worms" records: The people eat fruit clams, and hurt the stomach and intestines, and the people are sick. There are saints who make fire, drill flint to make fire, in order to dissolve the fishy shame, and the people are pleased, so that the king of the world, called Suiren's clan.

Drilling flint for fire, that is, what Zhu Ping'an said about drilling wood for fire.

The reason why Zhu Ping'an's tone is uncertain is because Zhu Ping'an only knows the truth of drilling wood for fire, and has never practiced it, and he has also heard that the difficulty of drilling wood for fire is S-level. Especially after the heavy rain last night, it is estimated that the hay and dry branches are not easy to find, which adds a lot of difficulty to drilling wood for fire.

"I'll go with the painting to find hay."

Zhu Ping'an said that he drilled wood to make fire, and Li Shu's eyes lit up. She also knew this, but she didn't think about it just now.

The little girl with the bun was at a loss, drilling wood to make fire or something. She didn't know anything about it. But since my uncle said that he could drill wood to make fire, then it would be fine, and then the little girl with the bun followed Li Shu to find hay nearby.

Li Shu and the others were looking for hay, while Zhu Ping'an was looking for wood nearby that could be drilled to make fire, and the three of them worked together.

Last night's rain was too bad for the time, and the three of them searched for a while but found no hay or dry wood. Almost all of them were drenched by last night's rain, and even if they weren't soaked, they were all damp, and they were not up to the task of drilling wood for fire.

I searched for a long time. Li Shu and the little girl with the bun found some damp dead grass, which was still found under a pile of rocks, and the wind blew the dead grass and fallen leaves to pile up under the rocks. If it weren't for the rocks blocking the wind and rain, even the dead grass and fallen leaves of this Fan tide would not be found.

Although it is difficult, these dead grass and fallen leaves are not up to the task of starting a fire, and can only be used as fuel after the fire rises. It's still a little tidal.

I searched for a while. Nothing has been obtained, so it seems that I can only try to use this somewhat trendy dry grass to ignite the fire.

Just when Zhu Ping'an and the three of them walked towards the stream with the dead grass, Zhu Ping'an found a dead tree, this dead tree is very tall, and there is a tree hole in a place where one person is tall.

"Wait a minute."

Zhu Ping'an looked around the dead tree, and found that there was a lot of bird feces under the trunk and roots, and his face couldn't help but feel happy. Such regular bird poop indicates that this tree hole is where the bird's nest is located. It's not a bat or a snake or a rat or anything like that.

Zhu Ping'an put the withered grass aside, turned his head and said to Li Shu and the two to wait a while, and then lifted the long hem of his clothes and tucked them into his belt, holding the big tree with both hands and began to climb up.

"Zhu Ping'an, be careful" Li Shu saw Zhu Ping'an climbing a tree, a little worried, I haven't heard that the champion who reads poetry and books can climb trees, don't fall.

The little girl with the bun looked at Zhu Ping'an, who was climbing the tree, and followed Li Shu under the tree to say be careful.

In fact, the two of them don't have to worry at all, when they were young, they followed their father and brother into the mountains, and Zhu Ping'an had already practiced the ability to climb trees.

Zhu Ping'an climbed very quickly, and the tree hole was more than one person high, and soon Zhu Ping'an climbed in front of the tree hole. For safety, Zhu Ping'an sat on the branch on the side, reached out and broke off a section of the branch, and put the branch into the hole of the tree to probe to see if there were snakes and rats or anything like that.

Reaching in and checking it, Zhu Ping'an was sure that there were no snakes and rats inside, so he reached into the tree hole with confidence, touched a few small round things inside, and took out one.

"Bird eggs, it's bird eggs, Miss" The little girl cheered, there were eggs to eat.

Li Shu ignored the little girl with the bun, and raised her head to look at Zhu Ping'an on the tree, lest a certain stinky toad accidentally fall down.

I'm sorry, but I'm forced by life.

Zhu Ping'an silently apologized to the birds that had not yet returned to the nest in his heart, and carefully put the eggs into his arms.

Zhu Ping'an touched it, there were a total of six eggs in the bird's nest, Zhu Ping'an took out four eggs, and left two for the birds.

This is a habit that Zhu Ping'an has developed since he was a child, and he also has the credit of Zhu's father's education since he was a child.

In addition to the birds' eggs, Zhu Ping'an also took out half of the hay laid in the bird's nest, the bird's nest was sheltered from the wind and rain, and the hay inside was not damp at all, which was a good material for the fire, Zhu Ping'an left half of the hay for the birds, and put the other half into his arms.

"Oh, these eggs, you can make up for your body."

After Zhu Ping'an came down from the tree, he took out the bird egg in his arms, looked at Li Shu and said. If Li Shu hadn't fed himself blood at the beach, it is estimated that he would have hung himself on the southeast branch.

"Which rare" Li Shu didn't look away, her pretty face was full of disdain, but the corners of her mouth were hooked. It turned out that this stinky toad risked the danger to climb the tree and touch the bird's nest in order to replenish his body.

After coming down from the tree, Zhu Ping'an picked up the dry grass again and led the two to the stream, and found a banyan tree with the wrong root in the middle of the road, with lush branches and leaves, and a section of wood from nowhere under the root, which could be used as the main body of drilling wood for fire, so they were brought to the stream.

Use a few stones to build a simple stove, pour the stone pot just now with water, and the little girl picked up a small stone chip by the stream, which is relatively thin, Zhu Ping'an simply polished it, and used it as a knife.

Li Shu and the little girl didn't dare to kill the fish, so Zhu Ping'an had to take it on, and handed the fish to the little girl with the bun to clean after disemboweling and disemboweling it, and put it in the stone pot after cleaning. A few bird eggs touched by Zhu Ping'an were also washed and put into the pot.

Everything is ready, just wait for the fire.

Under the gaze of Li Shu and the little girl with buns, Zhu Ping'an put the wood found from under the roots of the tree on a stone, used the stone to cut a small hole in the wood, put the hay taken out of the bird's nest around, and then found a thin-pointed wooden stick to make a drill bit.

Drilling wood for fire officially began. (To be continued.) )