In this narrow space, Song Nuan inexplicably felt a chill. She quickly put out the fire, took out a small hoe from the bamboo basket, and stood up while hoeing a small hole next to the hole.

A quarter of an hour later, she finally climbed up.

He took a breath and lay straight on the ground, looking at the blue sky through the mottled leaves.

Even if there are no wild beasts in this forest, it is actually dangerous.

The leaves are so thick, who knows if you step on them will be empty?

Song Nuan turned her head and looked at the little hoe. Fortunately, she brought it with her, otherwise it would be difficult for her to climb up. There was still a large piece of soil stuck to the hoe. Song Nuan sat up and shook it a few times without throwing it out.

She reached out to snatch her, but was stunned.

this?

The soft gray-white soil was still stained with crystal-like fine particles. She put the crystal-like particles in her palm and studied them carefully for a while.

Isn't this plaster?

Song Nuan quickly cut a few thick vines, wrapped them together and threw them down from the entrance of the cave, carried a bamboo basket and a small hoe, and went into the hole below again.

A fire was set up in the hole, she checked around, then swung a small hoe to hoe the plaster beside the hole. After digging about ten centimeters, she hoeed the hard thing and was numb from the tiger's mouth.

Song Nuan couldn't help but feel happy and carefully used a hoe to remove the mud next to her, revealing a large piece of white stone.

Gypsum is really gypsum.

Song Nuan dug two large pieces, put them into a bamboo basket, then replenished the soil on the ground, stepped on the sparks, and then climbed the vines and returned to the ground.

She made a mark on the side and covered the hole back.

Today's luck is not a little bit good.

She found gypsum underground.

Gypsum is very useful. It is a widely used industrial and building material. It can be used in cement retarders, gypsum building products, model production, medical food additives, sulfuric acid production, paper fillers, paint fillers, etc.

There is no modern machinery here, and she cannot present all the functions of gypsum, but as a doctor, taking medicine is simpler for her.

It was noon, and Wen Chongzheng had not seen Song Nuan come back yet, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

“Nuannuan…”

"Nannuan, where are you? You answered me when you hear it."

"This... I'm here." Song Nuan waved his hand from a distance and responded loudly. Wen Chong was watching, and then he felt at ease.

"Nuannuan, here."

"See it."

Wen Chongzheng then sat down, pulled out a bamboo tube from the fire, and placed it aside. He used the bamboo tube to fill water, buried it under the fire, and boiled water with the bamboo tube.

There was still a pheasant roasting on the fire.

When he went to the stream to fetch water, he encountered several pheasants. In order to catch the pheasants, he fell a few times and his knees broke.

Although he only caught one in the end, he was still very happy.

Clean it up by the stream, and then take it back here to set it up and set it up to roast it.

He had never roasted chicken, but he had a good memory. He learned the steps of Song Jiabao roasting fish, first applied salt on the pheasant, then roasted it on the fire, and flipped it from time to time.

"It smells so good." Song Nuan couldn't help but take a deep breath when she smelled the meat, and her pace was fast. She looked at the roasted pheasant on the fire and looked at Wen Chongzheng in disbelief, "A Zheng, did you even beat the pheasant?"

Wen Chongzheng nodded, looking at her bright eyes, and felt that everything was worth it. She really liked to eat meat. As long as there was meat, she would smile and her eyebrows were curved.

At this moment, her expression was that the little fox saw the delicious meat.

"Nuannuan, sit down!" Wen Chongzheng took the bamboo tube and said, "Wash your hands first and you can eat it soon."

"Okay!" Song Nuan put down the bamboo basket and sat down, "Oh..." As soon as she touched the ground, she immediately jumped in pain and gasped in the air conditioner.

Damn it!

It hurts so much! Is this the p-shares being broken into eight pieces?

"Nannuan..." Seeing this, Wen Chongzheng suddenly jumped up, the bamboo tube in his hand fell to the ground, and the water flowed out, "Nannuan, are you injured?"

He stepped forward and held her hand, "Where does it hurt? Show me, I'll rub it for you."

What? He wants to see and rub it?

Song Nuan blushed suddenly, "It's okay! No need."

Wen Chongzheng was too anxious and didn't notice her awkwardness. He asked again: "Nannuan, do you still want this between you and me? Where did you get hurt? How can I rest assured if you are like this?"

"I..." Although Song Nuan was careless, it was really difficult to speak in this part. Her desire to speak but stopped made Wen Chongzheng even more anxious.

"Stand and don't move, I'll check it out for you."

"Check? Don't..." Song Nuan jumped a few steps away, blushed and waved her hand, "I just fell down, sat on the ground, and was furnished by a stone."

"Ah?" Wen Chongzheng was stunned. After a while, he came to his senses. His handsome face was already red. He hurried back to the fire and took another tank of water. "Come here to wash your hands and eat something first."

Very embarrassing.

He was anxious for a moment, but he didn't expect to hurt that position.

Song Nuan walked over and didn't want to continue to be embarrassed, so she asked, "How did you catch this pheasant? It looks quite small."

"I've seen your bamboo slingshot, and it happens to have bamboo arrows."

"You..." Song Nuan stared at him with wide eyes, "You have such a good memory?"

"It's not very good, but I can record everything I've seen." Wen Chongzheng said modestly.

I'll go! Isn't that good?

A person like him is considered a genius, right?

According to legend, there is a genius with thirteen abilities at a glance, he isn't it?

"Can you memorize the books you read once?"

"able!"

"How many lines can you see at a glance? Are there thirteen lines?" Song Nuan looked at him with red eyes, really envious and jealous.

Wen Chongzheng looked at her strangely, "Thirteen lines at a glance?"

"Yes, can you?"

"cannot!"

"ah?"

"Five and six lines are OK." Wen Chong looked at her slightly open mouth and couldn't help but laugh, "Do you want a husband with thirteen lines at a glance? If that's the case, I'll try it back."

"Wen Chongzheng, are you too awesome?"

“I am an Ox.”

"ah?"

"What? Wash your hands." Wen Chongzheng looked at her pamperedly.

Song Nuan reached out to collect the water, and the water rushed into her palm, and it turned out to be warm.

“Warm?”

"Well, put it next to the water pile, and it will warm up after a long time. You are a girl's house. The forest is quite cold, so it's not good to wash your hands with cold water."

After she washed her hands, Wen Chongzheng took another tube of boiling water for her, "Drink some water."

"good!"

"Be careful, this is boiling water."

"Oh." Song Nuan blew into the tube and took a sip of water. The spring water was placed in the bamboo tube and boiled, with the bamboo fragrance in the water, which was particularly delicious.

Song Nuan discovered that Wen Chong was a very capable person.

"You drink some water, too."

"I've drunk it." Wen Chongzheng handed the roast chicken to her, "Eat it, I'll eat this." He twisted the chicken's neck off.

"Come on! You eat this." Song Nuan took the roast chicken and immediately tore a chicken leg and handed it over, "Give me that chicken head, I'm not as smart as you, I have to replenish my brain."

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I recommend my friend Guo Xiaoba’s book, “The Counterattack of the Farmer: Taking the System to Farm”, which is in the first round of PK. I hope everyone will support it.

Introduction: Milan'er, a little girl who grew up in spoiling, raced and traveled through time. When she woke up, she had two more hungry babies around her.

Her husband was recruited and the silly girl was driven out of her in-laws' house.

Living in a broken wood-room, the tax on the land is heavy.

Don’t be afraid of not having enough food, don’t be afraid of having too many top-quality products.

After all, you can rely on the system to have no worries about food and clothing, and you can punch and kick the best.

But before he knew it, Milan's heart gradually softened, and there were two little ghosts under his wings.
Chapter completed!