This Game is Too Real

　　 The newcomer named "Mosquito" is really good at woodworking.

　　 Lao Bai and Fang Chang held a steel bar as a ruler and drew a plank that he hadn't sawn for a long time. He only carried a saw, and he made a pile of them after three times.

　　More than that, these wooden boards still have buckle edges, and they are easily put together to form a square hollow brick slot.

　　 After a while, a few more molds for making bricks will come out.

"You can't handle this wood. Look at this...it's so fast growing mushrooms." The mosquito wiped off the sweat, leaned the saw aside, looked at Fang Chang and Lao Bai and asked, "Is this enough? "

　　 "Enough is enough! Thanks, brother, I have been a great help!" Lao Bai patted the mosquito on the shoulder with a beaming expression on his eyebrows.

　　 The mosquito had a shy expression and gave a dry smile.

　　 "You're welcome! If you need anything, just tell me."

　　 Old Bai smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

　　 "Okay! I remembered, I will definitely be welcome next time!"

mosquito:"……"

　　With molds, making mud bricks is much easier.

Lao Bai and Fang Chang put a little water on the yellow mud collected from the river, knead it into a viscous mud, pour it into the mold, put a square shape on the ground, and then stuff it in the gap in between. Put some charcoal on and smear the surface of the mud bricks with ash.

　　 This is also the method that Lao Bai learned from the survival video.

　　 When the first layer of bricks were almost dried, they changed their orientation, continued to stack the second layer, and layer by layer until the bricks were higher than their heads.

　　 When it was done, Lao Bai carefully ignited the carbon in the brick stack, let the fire start to burn in the middle, and then gradually engulfed the whole brick stack.

　　 "Can this thing be done?"

　　 Looking at the "mudpile" that was smoking, Fang Chang wiped the sweat from his forehead with his muddy arms, as if he had crawled out of a cesspit.

　　 Lao Bai's image is not very good, and he has a more soot on his face, as if he had just crawled out of a coal kiln.

　　 "Ghost knows, I can only wait and see."

　　 It was the first time he burned this stuff. When he was a child, he just watched the adults make it, but he didn't know that this method would work.

　　 Everything can only be seen tomorrow.

　　 "Let's go, let it burn here first."

　　 "Let’s go to the cement kiln and take a look. I feel that we are very close to the finished product. This time, we will use more blast force to get a bucket out before we go offline!"

　　 On the other side, with the help of [WC really has mosquitoes], Gufeng and Yeshi finally completed the improvement of the Nth generation of fishing gear.

　　 They replaced the original cylindrical structure with a cage-like structure, and replaced the weak wooden strips with strong steel bars, and reinforced the main structure of the trap.

　　 Don't care about any fish, don't even think about leaving when you come in!

　　 The three of them went to the lake together, planning to try again.

　　 looks very happy.

　　 As for Chu Guang, he was still thinking about the bacon technique.

　　 Although there is still not much progress...

　　 "Dear Manager, what are you doing...?"

Hearing the sound coming from the side, Chu Guang stood up in front of the bacon rack, patted the carbon dust on his hands and looked aside, and saw [Tomato Scrambled Eggs], watching his bacon curiously. shelf.

　　 If I remember correctly, this man seems to be a chef who graduated from New Oriental?

　　 Thinking of this, Chu Guang's eyes suddenly brightened.

　　 "I'm studying how to make bacon... You just came here. From now on, you will be the chef at Outpost 404!"

　　 Talking, Chu Guang didn't give the player a chance to speak at all, looked at him with a serious face and continued talking.

　　 "The situation we are now facing is very serious. In addition to the construction of the outposts on the surface, we have to store enough food for the 100 compatriots who will arrive on the surface before the onset of winter."

"I need your help!"

　　 scrambled eggs looked dumbfounded.

　　 The chef is ok...

　　 In reality, he is a chef. Before going online, he had to fry two dishes before handing over the spoon to his colleagues. Unexpectedly, he would have to do his job in the game.

　　 Is this the equivalent of a career player?

　　 It took a long time before he opened his mouth.

　　 "But... what can I do for you?"

　　 "Good question."

　　 Chu Guang looked at the bacon rack on the side.

　　 "I tried smoked meat, but the effect is not satisfactory. I need you to solve the problem of food storage... I have read your information and the organization says you have experience in handling food, right?"

　　 The scrambled eggs were stunned.

　　 "I probably know a little bit, but games are games after all-I mean, I'm also not sure if my experience will work here."

　　 Thinking that this is the game world, Brother Scrambled Egg changed his mouth temporarily, but it seemed that the NPC didn't seem to care about it, probably because the program was set to automatically ignore reality-related elements unrelated to the game.

　　 "It's okay, I need professional advice," Chu Guang looked at the bacon rack on the side, "You can help me find out what went wrong with the bacon rack I made."

　　 Looking at the wooden shelf in front of him, the scrambled egg fell silent.

　　 Not so much what went wrong...

　　 It's better to say that everything is a problem.

　　 "This... First of all, the bacon must be in a confined environment. Your roasting method is probably useless if the outside is scorched. Also, the meat is sprinkled with spices?"

　　 "A special kind of tobacco leaf."

　　 "Tobacco leaves?!"

"Well," Chu Guang nodded his head while looking at the scrambled eggs with a surprised look. "This is an inland area. Salt is very expensive. The local survivors use this kind of tobacco leaves rich in aromatic compounds and tar instead of salt. It is crushed and applied to the surface of the food, and the antiseptic substance is mixed with the grease on the food surface by heating to achieve the antiseptic effect."

　　 can this happen? !

　　 The scrambled eggs were shocked.

　　Some aromatic compounds can indeed be used as food preservatives, but it was the first time he heard that they could be eaten.

　　 Maybe it won’t kill you if you don’t measure it too much?

　　 But his instinct told him that this kind of smoking technology is almost equivalent to fighting poison with poison...

　　 "In fact, you can smoke meat even without salt...but the flavor is not good. I don't understand the method you said, but such smoked food is not suitable from a health point of view."

　　 scrambled eggs are more euphemistic, because I heard that NPCs have a good liking degree setting, and only when the good liking degree is high can they accept hidden tasks.

　　 In reality, he rolled his eyes directly.

　　 "You don't need to put salt?!" Chu Guang was stunned.

"Well... Microbes need water to survive. Smoked meat is essentially drying the water in the meat to achieve dehydration. The effect will be better if there is salt, it will be stored for a longer time, and the flavor will be better~www.wuxiamtl.com ~But if it doesn’t, it’s okay as long as it is done properly."

　　 "Of course, if the fat content is high, dehydration will be more troublesome... It still depends on the specific meat."

　　 At this point, the scrambled eggs paused, glanced at the bacon rack next to him a bit awkwardly, and whispered.

　　 "But no matter what the situation is, you haven't done a seal...it's definitely not good."

　　 If you can pickle food without consuming this weird tobacco leaf, it will undoubtedly be a happy event for the outpost.

　　 It's just that Chu Guang still has some doubts.

　　 Even if the survivors of Bette Street are ignorant, but since they can survive in this wasteland to the present, they shouldn’t even mistake their survival skills.

　　 Where is the problem?

　　 However, Chu Guang didn't plan to think about such troublesome things for the time being.

　　 came because he was not so idle.

　　 One more thing, let the NPC solve everything, then why do you need the player?

　　 "Very well, this glorious and difficult task is left to you!"

　　 patted the Xiao Mengxin's shoulder hard.

　　 Chu Guang solemnly handed over the work of bacon to [Tomato Scrambled Eggs], and asked the safety question again, and then left happily.

good.

　　 solved another trouble.

　　By the way, now that the food issue is already in sight, should I try to recruit more players to increase productivity?

　　 With just these few hands, I may not be able to repair the walls of the nursing home until the end of the month.

　　 Just as Chu Guang was thinking about it, there was an excited cheer not far away.

　　 "Niu Bian!!!"

　　 "Damn, it's finally done!"