Although the temperature was very high when I first arrived on the desert island, after two days of continuous rain and hail, the temperature on the island has now become very low.
It is colder inside the cave than outside, so a fire must be made anyway.
Otherwise, given Wang Qianqian and Liu Yun's physical constitution, they simply would not be able to persist.
In fact, Wang Qianqian did not fall ill like Liu Yun, which surprised him.
"The tools for drilling wood to make fire are still there, but they are soaked and should not be used anymore."
As Zhao Qian spoke, he took out the tools for drilling wood to make fire. As he had guessed, they were all soaked and could not be dried in a short time.
He smiled bitterly. He thought wet branches were trouble, but he didn't expect trouble everywhere.
"It seems we can only find alternatives."
Zhao Qian pinched his chin and pondered for a moment and said: "The wooden stick can be replaced by small broken bones from the Tyrannosaurus Rex skeleton. As for the wooden base below, I remember that the torch I used when exploring the cave for the first time was not taken out. You can split it from the middle.
As a base.”
"If you want fire starters, you can look for them on these clothes. You can always find some clothes that are suitable for use as fire starters."
"Wet branches cannot be used to light a fire immediately, but you can burn clothes first. As long as the fire is lit, wet branches will not be a problem."
Thinking of this, Zhao Qian quickly started to take action.
He first picked out a bone of suitable size from the Tyrannosaurus Rex skeleton, and then found the torch thrown away when he first explored the cave.
Although the surface of the torch was very moist, Zhao Qian found after splitting it open that it was still very dry inside.
Finally, he picked out a few pieces of clothing suitable for making fire, and began to try to make a fire by drilling wood.
Tsk tsk...
The bones are constantly rubbing against the base.
However, it may be that the environment in the cave was too humid. Zhao Qian felt that he had used all his strength to make the wood chips on the base turn black and sparks began to appear.
He didn't dare to take a breath, so he held his breath and poured the sparks onto the tinder, but before he could blow the air, the sparks went out.
once……
Five times…
ten times……
Even though Zhao Qian had extensive experience in drilling wood to make fire, he tried many times in a humid environment before finally succeeding once and lighting the kindling.
Zhao Qian immediately put the prepared, easily flammable clothes on the fire starter. As bursts of unpleasant smell came out, the clothes also burned.
In fact, at this point, it was considered a success, but Zhao Qian still did not dare to take it lightly, because the wet branches had not burned yet, and he could not keep using clothes to burn.
Compared with wood, clothes are non-renewable resources on this desert island.
Zhao Qian first found some thin branches, shook off the rainwater on them, then picked off the leaves on them, and finally put them on the flame to bake.
As a large amount of water vapor came out of the wood, the wet branches turned into dry branches, and then Zhao Qian threw them on the fire.
Crackling, the wet branches started to burn...
After Zhao Qian lit the fire, there was a glimmer of light in the originally dark cave. Looking at the light, it seemed that even the chill had dissipated a lot.
"Zhao Qian, you are so awesome, you actually started a fire when it was raining." Wang Qianqian saw the flames and ran up quickly with a smile on her face.
"I almost died from exhaustion."
Zhao Qian complained, and then asked: "Is Sister Yun's condition stable?"
Wang Qianqian shook her head and said: "She has been given cold medicine, but the temperature has not dropped yet. Do you think those medicines are useless?"
Zhao Qian rolled his eyes and said, "You think the cold medicine is a panacea. It takes time for the medicine to be effective. You can't rush it."
"oh!"
Wang Qianqian didn't quarrel with Zhao Qian, not because she had learned well, but mainly because she was too hungry and didn't want to waste her energy by arguing.
"When will you cook?"
"immediately!"
Zhao Qian was actually hungry too. He turned to look at the wild boar and said, "But it will take some time to do it properly. This wild boar has not been dealt with yet."
Although the wild boars have been killed, it will take a lot of time to clean them up.
The most important thing is that Zhao Qian has never done this kind of thing before and needs to find his way.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's deal with it quickly!" Wang Qianqian urged impatiently.
Because you just saved me, I won't argue with you this time... Zhao Qian, who wanted to save some energy, chose to ignore Wang Qianqian's provocation.
Zhao Qian moved the wild boar to the entrance of the cave, found a sharp-edged stone in the cave, polished it a little, and began to deal with the wild boar.
First, skinning, then processing the internal organs. It took four to five hours to process the more than 400 kilograms of wild boar, and then it was barely done.
In fact, for a novice, this speed is not slow. After all, even for people who kill pigs frequently, it takes two or three hours from killing to decomposing a pig.
"This meat is enough to eat for a long time. As for preservation...you can either freeze it, smoke it, or pickle it with salt." Zhao Qian looked at the wild boar he had processed with a smile on his face.
This wild boar is so big that it might not be able to finish it even if it takes a month, let alone two meals at a time.
In order to prevent the pork from spoiling, we can only think of ways to preserve it... There is hail outside the cave, so you can freeze it... Even if the hail disappears, you can also use smoking and pickling to preserve the pork for a long time. Anyway, the pork cannot spoil.
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"Eat this piece first today!"
Zhao Qian selected the best piece of meat from the wild boar, cut it on skewers with branches, and started roasting it. The remaining pork was frozen with hailstones pulled from outside the cave.
After a while, the wild boar meat roasted on the fire gave off an alluring aroma. Wang Qianqian no longer cared about taking care of Liu Yun. She ran over, hugging her knees, and stared at the barbecue.
"Pay attention to your image, tears are streaming from the corners of your mouth." Zhao Qian was speechless. He used to think that celebrities were all superior, but now he thinks celebrities are just ordinary people.
"I'm about to starve to death. What else do I need to look like? Hurry up!" Wang Qianqian said.
"Don't worry, I won't starve you to death." Zhao Qian continued: "Don't you celebrities think about losing weight every day? Don't you want to lose weight? Let me tell you, this is pork, and you will easily gain weight if you eat it."
"Of course I'll lose weight too."
Wang Qianqian recalled it, shuddered and said: "What I eat every day is prepared by a special person. It is said to be healthy, but in fact it tastes terrible. I can starve to death every day, but my agent is always watching me, and
Let me weigh myself every few days, and I won’t be fat at all.”
Zhao Qian had heard before that it was painful for celebrities to lose weight, but he didn't expect it to be true. "Since being a celebrity is so painful, have you ever thought about not being one?"
Wang Qianqian instinctively asked: "If I'm not a star, how can you support me?"
As soon as she said this, Wang Qianqian regretted it a little. She was deeply afraid that Zhao Qian would say to her like in the movie, "Okay, I will support you!"
But in fact, she overthought it and underestimated the straight man Zhao Qian.
Zhao Qian had a look of disgust on his face, shook his head vigorously and said, "I raise you, what are you dreaming about?"