Live Wilderness Adventure

Chapter 352 Food

"We, are we going to escape?"

On the road, Matthew still couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at everything around him and felt that his vision was wide and his life was infinitely better.

Bi Fang hummed lightly and concentrated on driving.

There is no electricity in the whole city, there are no street lights on the roads, and there are many garbage and scrapped vehicles on the roads. You need to cheer up to avoid falling asleep.

The whole escape process only took about half an hour, but the energy consumed was much more than the normal half hour, but at eight o'clock in the evening, Bi Fang was already drowsy.

There are no high-rise buildings in the industrial area. Perhaps the original Yeimen still has people passing by, but now it is deserted, and the buildings stand like black giant stones in the night.

Half an hour later, Bi Fang parked the car in a deserted parking lot, turned off the headlights, and the surrounding area was completely dark.

Having been attacked before, Matthew at this moment only feels that the darkness brings an infinite sense of security.

In the dark, looking at the light outside the window, you are not easy to be found, but you can easily find others.

Of course, the main reason is that there is a big boss around him, who can break out of the siege even if he is surrounded by dozens of people, he is more protagonist than the protagonist of a movie.

Bi Fang glanced sideways at Matthew, who was lying on the seat and smirking, ignored him, and got off the drone to start messing around.

Many people have a sense of security in the dark. When the light is dim, people's visual sensitivity is very low, and many subtle expressions and behaviors cannot be seen by each other. Therefore, people don't need to pay too much attention to the details of their behavior, which is more conducive to people's relaxation. down.

Especially right now, just after escaping from arrest, his nervous mood was relieved instantly, and he could laugh out loud while sitting.

Gululu~~

Matthew's smile froze, and he sat up awkwardly.

He is not Bi Fang, how can he easily find food in the ruins, and escape from the lost supplies. He has not eaten for a whole day, and his stomach is rumbling with joy.

"There are biscuits in the backpack in the back seat, you go to find some and put them first, and I will bake the remaining half of the fox later."

"Well."

Matthew wanted to be polite, but felt that the situation was inappropriate. After thanking him, he pulled the backpack from the back seat, opened the zipper and looked through it.

There are really everything inside, newspapers, sponges, alcohol, medicines, iron sheets, daggers, half a fox wrapped in a plastic bag, fox fur and a few small bottles that look like seasonings.

Matthew unscrewed one and smelled it, then stuck out his little finger to taste it.

Well, it's sugar.

If I remember correctly, it's only been two days, right? How did you find so many supplies?

Seasoning, biscuits, foxes, and pigeon eggs are enough for two days, which is too exaggerated.

Matthew doubted that if Bi Fang was given enough time, would he be able to accomplish more exaggerated moves.

Finally, he found a pile of biscuits at the bottom, eagerly tore open the package and ate them. While eating, he looked at Bi Fang and saw that he was holding the drone to operate something. After the operation, he released the drone again .

It seems to be sending some information?

"What were you doing just now?"

"send Message."

"I can't save him? Didn't you come to find me?"

Bi Fang looked at Matthew with a smile. The local government would not do such a thing as saving lives, but let him go as a foreigner. No matter how you look at it, it is not appropriate, and it is easy to cause unnecessary disputes by making decisions without authorization.

It's fine to break through the siege before, after all, it's self-protection, but if you really want to save someone, you must ask for permission.

Today's drones have loaded many plug-ins compared to the beginning, and it is no longer a problem to communicate with platforms and contacts individually, just to prevent today's problems.

Matthew was overjoyed to hear that!

In his opinion, as long as Bi Fang agrees, the matter will be settled!

Waiting for information is a long process. Bi Fang pulled his backpack, took out the half fox, opened the car door, and prepared to light a fire for barbecue.

When eating a fox, Bi Fang, who was hungry, did not roast the whole fox, but cut it into small pieces. Later, it rained, and he was in a hurry to go back, so he didn’t fully roast the remaining half. Blood streaks can still be seen in the flesh.

With his mouth full, Matthew swallowed the biscuits, smelling the aroma of the meat, his tongue was salivating.

He has never eaten fox meat.

Bi Fang picked up some tatters and dead branches that are easy to ignite, took out the newspaper, tore off a piece, poured a small spoonful of potassium permanganate in it, and dripped a few drops of car antifreeze, then crumpled the newspaper and threw it away. in combustibles.

Matthew had a lighter, but Bi Fang felt that he had to teach everyone something.

Matthew watched this process in a daze. He didn't see Bi Fang's subsequent live broadcast, so he naturally didn't know this ignition method.

"This, this is all right?"

Bi Fang did not answer, but the fact proved the efficiency of this method. Within a few seconds, wisps of smoke rose, and then the newspaper was ignited to ignite the flame, and the flame spread to other combustibles. It appeared in front of everyone in two minutes.

The water friends looked at Matthew and laughed, as if traveling through time and space, seeing their past self from a third-person perspective.

【Real reaction of fans.jpg】

【It turns out that this is what I used to look like】

[Exactly the same! 】

[It’s really amazing, it’s too pretentious, rewind something in a newspaper bag, and throw it again, the fire will come out, handsome]

[It happens to be going camping the day after tomorrow, so I want to pretend too! 】

Bi Fang inserted the remaining half of the fox with a branch, and the flames licked the fox meat. After a long while, the fat dripped. Bi Fang didn't waste it. diced and sprinkled with biscuit crumbs for seasoning, then divided half and handed to Matthew.

Matthew took out another knife and inserted it into the fox meat. Watching the salt grains slowly melt under the high temperature and seeping into the flesh, he moved his index finger and began to bite without caring about the heat.

"Huhuhu, good firewood, but it smells so good!"

I haven't eaten fresh vegetable meat for a long time, even though the fox meat is not as delicious as I imagined, Matthew has already relished it, feeling that his life has reached the peak.

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you, and there are pigeon eggs."

"Well, huh?"

Matthew, who was eating well, was taken aback. It was a fox and a pigeon egg. Isn't most of the supplies going to be eaten?

He hurriedly swallowed the fox meat in his mouth and asked, "Don't you want to keep it? Today is the second day, right? Isn't there still a few days left?"

"You need to recharge your batteries."

Bi Fang said lightly, if there is no accident, the two of them will start rescue tomorrow. Of course, the state should be adjusted to the best. Naturally, there is no need to save any resources. Eat as much as you can, and eat as much as you can.

After today's meal, Bi Fang's state can basically return to the original state, and it will not affect anything.

"I see!"

Matthew suddenly realized that he no longer entangled in any material arrangements, gnawed on the meat, not even letting go of the bones, roasted it in the fire, and ate it as biscuits after it was crispy.

Bi Fang found a flat and long stone at the side, wiped it first, poured water on it and rinsed it twice, cleaned it up and put it on the fire.

After the water on the surface of the slate evaporated, Bi Fang waited for a while, put his hand on the slate for a test, felt the heat wave, poured the fox grease he had just collected on the slate and brushed it away, and a puff of smoke and smoke dispersed open.

"Although eating raw is the most nutritious intake plan, there is always something to pursue in life, and don't miss out on something delicious. After all, there are not many opportunities, and food is also one of the ways to have fun on the road to survival. It helps us maintain a happy mood, and it also helps in the next action."

Seeing that Bi Fang talked about eating so openly, Matthew secretly gave a thumbs up.

The pigeon eggs were poured out of the bottle and gently bumped, the transparent egg liquid and golden light yellow flowed out from the cracks in the shell and landed on the sizzling grease.

"Zizizi~"

The egg liquid rapidly denatures and foams at high temperature, and the transparent egg white begins to turn white.

Not long after, a yellow and white fried egg took shape, and a unique aroma of eggs wafted away.

Matthew has completely fallen, and the audience is staring blankly.

Is this still Wilderness Survival? Are you sure it's not some wild gourmet show?

Your hidden occupation is a five-star hotel chef, right?

It's incredible that a few ingredients can make a tempting feeling!

[Holy shit, slate fried eggs! The fox oil omelette is really amazing, I think I should try it. 】

[It's over, it's over, I'm so hungry, I want to eat fried eggs, I won't get up if you don't give them, cooked rice, I want cooked rice, woo woo woo. 】

[Damn, a late-night food show? I'm hungry to show my father, I'm not a human being! 】

[I can't see it, Lao Fang, you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you actually betrayed the revolution, so you use this to test the cadres? 】

[I want to challenge my weakness. 】

【Haha, everyone is so active. I just passed out after being squeezed by capitalists for 17 hours straight. Now I just woke up. I wanted to watch Fangshen's live broadcast to relax, but I was hungry. 】

The fried eggs were finished quickly, Bi Fang used a dagger as a spatula, scooped out the eggs and handed them to Matthew.

Without bowls and chopsticks, Matthew took it carefully with a fruit knife, looking at the fried egg like a little sun, he couldn't bear to eat it.

He took a bite of the fried egg and wept silently in his heart.

The fried eggs are cooked just right, exuding a faint aroma of meat fat. In fact, it is not so delicious that you have to cry, but after escaping from the dead, in the ruined city, you can eat a mouthful of steaming fried eggs.

Enough to bring tears to my eyes.

The domestic chicken crows with its head hooked, while the pheasant crows with its head up. If the domestic chicken and pheasant are crossed, their offspring will crow with their heads somewhere in between.

It's still a chapter, and I can't write the card owner.