Hua Xiaogu actually learned well in the field survival class in her previous life, but when it came to making a fire, she only tried lighting it with rocks and wood once while the teacher was watching, and then she cheated and secretly used a lighter.
When Hua Xiaogu hit two pieces of flint until his arms were almost sore, he began to regret why he didn't attend class properly in the first place.
Although the dry leaves were flammable, it was unfortunately not enough. The flower skeletal bones collapsed on the ground, and then its eyes wandered as it began to think about what to do.
If she had known better, even if the paper was so expensive, she should have bought some for starting fires just now!
Just as she was feeling annoyed, Hua Xiaogu sighed slightly, and then suddenly an idea flashed in her mind. She stood up in a flash, stretched out her hand and took out her big package.
She had compressed and recompressed a quilt before, folding it neatly and carrying it on her back. Now that the fire could not be lit, she wanted to take out some cotton from the quilt to ignite the fire.
Just as he was told, Hua Xiaogu took out a fist-sized piece of cotton from the quilt, then loosened the cotton and placed it on the ground.
Under the cotton was a pile of dry leaves, and dry branches were cushioned under the leaves. Hua Xiaogu's eyes widened, and he lay on the ground, continuing to hit the two flints hard.
The sky gradually darkened, and the sparks that popped out due to the violent blow between the two flints gradually became more obvious. The sparks fell on the cotton, burning out small black holes.
Gradually, the sparks burned the cotton, and the small black hole gradually expanded and black smoke came out.
Hua Xiaogu was so excited that she gently picked up the precious fire and blew it gently.
The black hole was getting bigger and bigger, and sparks were splashing. Hua Xiaogu grabbed a handful of dry leaves, wrapped them in the gradually burning cotton, and began to blow.
When the flames finally burst out, Hua Xiaogu almost cried with joy.
God said, let there be light!
After Hua Xiaogu worked hard, the fire gradually stabilized. A small fire, which was set up according to the instructions taught by the instructor, finally took shape. The surrounding area had become dark, and only the area around Hua Xiaogu's fire was still bright.
And warm.
Hua Xiaogu did not stop. She buried two pieces of small sweet potatoes under the fire, then immediately got up, took out the realgar and lime she just bought, and began to sprinkle them evenly around her, forming a circle around her location.
safe circle.
Oil paper cloth is also a good thing!
Hua Xiaogu found a flat place, put a lot of dry leaves underneath, then surrounded it with small branches, and finally spread it with oil paper cloth, and the bed was ready.
Hua Xiaogu took out the huge oil-paper umbrella at home. This oil-paper umbrella was very heavy, and the umbrella stand was made of bamboo, which was very strong.
She opened the umbrella, dug a small hole in the ground, and erected the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, covering the upper part of the "bed".
Hua Xiaogu poked several holes in the remaining oil-paper cloth with a small dagger, then tied it with the rope he brought from home, climbed onto the big rock, inserted a few wooden sticks hard, and tied the oil-paper cloth with four ropes.
He picked up the horns and tied them to the nearby trees and these sturdy wooden stakes.
The oil paper cloth was propped up on the big stone and became a simple shed, protecting the small flower bones.
After finishing all this, Hua Xiaogu looked at the "shack" he had made, and his sense of accomplishment immediately doubled.
