Live Wilderness Adventure

Chapter 497 Reduction Reaction

"I'm envious, I'm so envious."

Seeing Bi Fang following the pheasant's escape direction in the live broadcast room, many fellow travelers shed tears of sadness.

Since Bi Fang's wilderness live broadcast mode became popular, no matter active or passive, those who were originally full-time outdoor anchors had to start adding similar content one after another.

Otherwise, simply traveling and walking will not have the slightest competitiveness at all!

I don't want to compete with Bi Fang, but compete with my original peers

People eat all kinds of disgusting and exotic food over there, catch chickens and ducks to make traps, and you can drink water and chat here, and look at the distant scenery.

It’s no wonder that before the advent of Survival in the Wild, the outdoor section was all unpopular areas, plus an outdoor show off area.

Li Xiuran is one of them. He has no money to drive a luxury car to attract attention, so he can only change from mountain climbing to mountaineering adventure, often looking for some "wild caves".

It's a pity that even if the style is really changed, the sum of these people is not enough for Bi Fang to fight with one hand.

They dug out a piece of earthworm to eat raw, and swallowed the sand with a hideous face. Bi Fang hunted reindeer with a spear, and ate the heart raw with blood.

They worked hard to catch up with the domestic chickens released by the team, simply grilled and ate firewood meat, Bi Fang went to the sea to fight with dozens of sharks, dragged one on the bamboo raft, and stewed a pot of shark fin soup

They climbed the thousand-meter-high mountain sweating profusely and cheered loudly. Bi Fang climbed to the top of Mount Everest without oxygen and became the first person to plant the national flag.

They forget it, stop talking, and are about to cry.

Obviously they are all on the earth, they are all human beings, they all have two eyes and one nose, but after all, they are just a mountain, not Mount Everest, but Mount Olympus.

Yes, the one on Mars.

Looking at the audience shouting 666 in the live broadcast room, Li Xiuran was indescribably lonely.

Pheasants are three things. Although less than a certain amount is not considered a crime, but watching Bi Fang hunt openly and aboveboard, Li Xiuran felt really uncomfortable when he would get sprayed on a toad if he accidentally stepped on it.

But there is no way, there is a background, strength, and certificates, it is so arrogant.

It is said that there was a senior before me, surnamed Lu, who was the first to follow suit. He seemed to have some entanglements with Bi Fang, and he wanted to get some traffic, but he was so sprayed that he couldn't even get half of his mother. There was not much fan base left, and those who came later also came with a mocking view.

He is still a hardworking person, and often interacts with other anchors in live broadcasts. Unfortunately, after all, some things are not done properly.

It is said that the name has been changed, and the guild behind it is about to close down, poor thing.

I don't want these anymore.

Li Xiuran took out the thick notebook, pulled out the pen cap, and wrote down the five characters "Archer Paradox" seriously, one stroke at a time, like a child who just learned to write in kindergarten.

There is no one who is born to be an expert in wilderness survival, so he has to follow the progress of his studies.

Still have to learn!

No shame, everyone does.

On the other side, Bi Fang also managed to find the second pheasant trembling on the road.

His arrows were poisoned.

"When the milky white juice that sees blood seals the throat touches the wounds of humans and animals, it can paralyze the heart of the poisoned person, block the blood vessels, coagulate the blood, and even suffocate to death."

"If you splash it in your eyes, you will lose your eyesight. A few milligrams can kill a frog. Although it can't die if you just wipe it off, it must be uncomfortable. No, we caught up with it."

Seeing Bi Fang approaching, the pheasant wanted to run away, but it was so poisoned that it couldn't control its limbs and was nailed to the ground with an arrow.

Stuffing the struggling pheasant into the bag, Bi Fang returned the same way.

As soon as he got close to the shelter, Bi Fang saw the water monitor lizard lying on the fence, as if it was inspecting something.

But when he turned his head and saw Bi Fang coming back, his body trembled and he swayed from side to side and hid in the cave.

【Ah, always ready to backstab】

[Water monitor lizard: That guy hasn’t come back for a long time today, I feel like I’m doing it again]

Bi Fang didn't have time to deal with it, he had very important things to do, and his face and expression seemed a bit solemn.

If this matter is done late, the consequences will be disastrous, and many efforts may be completely wasted.

Seeing that the venom of the blood-sealed throat tree will accelerate the coagulation of the blood, it has been quite a long time since the capture and the return.

It doesn't taste good!

audience:"."

[Since when did Fang Shen like to joke? 】

[Fang Shen who is joking is also very handsome]

【Ah, he is so humorous, I love it】

[Two more crazy, fork out! 】

Bi Fang quickly moved a stone slab, put the two chickens on it, covered it with leaves, took out a bamboo tube to catch the blood, and pulled out two arrows.

There was no effect of spurting blood, and the blood had become stagnant. Bi Fang quickly cut open the throat with a knife, squeezed from top to bottom, and squeezed the blood out of the pheasant.

Viscous blood dripped down the walls of the bamboo tube.

Bi Fang shook his head: "Don't come sooner or later, now I have salt, but it can't be wasted, it can be made into blood clots."

After squeezing out all the blood, Bi Fang picked up the bamboo tube and looked at it. There was not as much blood as imagined, but a little remained in the body.

"I know from cooking at home that if the bloodletting is not clean, the meat will be very fishy. I have never eaten pheasant before, so I don't know how it tastes."

Smacking his mouth, Bi Fang put the two chickens into the boiling water and washed them. After scalding for a while, some blood came out, and Bi Fang began to pluck the hairs with his bare hands.

Pheasants look very different from domestic chickens, and their feathers are very beautiful.

Bi Fang didn't waste it, and collected all of them, especially the long feathers on the buttocks, which were pulled out and inserted on the head, the most classic Indian shape.

【I want this feather】

[Can you give it to me? 】

[Normal fans can't enter the current lottery, woo woo woo woo]

After dealing with the two, Bi Fang came to the wall.

There is a piece of dry clay on the fence, which has been completely air-dried at the moment and needs to be crushed with force. It was placed here by Bi Fang yesterday afternoon.

Crush all these clay blocks into powder, and Bi Fang added some fish bone powder and stone powder to mix.

While mixing, Bi Fang also explained: "Making pottery is different from making furnaces. Pottery is brittle and thin, and some hard substances need to be added inside to prevent pottery from cracking due to excessive shrinkage during firing."

"So I added some fishbone meal and stone powder. Simple stone powder is also fine, and you can find it everywhere. If conditions permit, you can also add sand, eggshell powder, shell powder, or even pottery powder."

【Another small detail】

【Study is abolished】

【Stewed Chicken Soup Stewed Chicken Soup】

【Hey hey hey, here comes the chicken soup, it's neither salty nor bland, it tastes great】

After mixing, Bi Fang added an appropriate amount of water, kneaded the clay on the slate like kneading dough, and beat it with a stick.

"The clay must be soft, but not sticky. During the kneading process, it must be beaten repeatedly to avoid air bubbles in the clay, otherwise it will expand and cause cracks during firing."

After the suitable clay was made, Bi Fang made it entirely by hand kneading method, putting his thumb in and rolling it apart little by little.

Without pottery, once it is made irregularly, the internal stress of the material is likely to directly cause the object to break, and a slight collision may also cause serious consequences.

A little rolling can ensure a well-proportioned shape, but it is a pity that it cannot be made too large, because it is difficult to control if it is too large.

It was only the size of a kettle, so Bi Fang stopped and started making the next one.

"I didn't want to make it too big, it would be very inconvenient. The purpose of my making jars is to improve our lives. We can cut pheasants into small pieces and stew them a little bit like making jar meat. It's just right to eat. Let it cook a little bit."

【This little day, I'm so envious】

[Mu, when I was traveling in XJ, I ate crock meat, which was stewed with pigeon and mutton. It smelled delicious and made my mouth water. 】

【I've been thinking, if Fang Shen is given a woman, can a civilization be created in the forest? 】

【Need it, I can sign up, dog head】

[This is all going to be robbed? 】

[You can't reproduce the third generation. According to what Lao Fang said, it will be functionally extinct, so I'll sign up too, take me with you]

【Good guy, is this a blind date meeting? 】

【You continue to quibble, I'm listening】

He made five clay pots the size of kettles, and Bi Fang put them on the stone slab aside to dry.

"Don't fire the finished clay pots right away. They will be more durable after drying. Now we have blast furnaces. If you don't have anything, you can dig a hole in the ground and fire it. This method is still used in many places in the world today. The method of firing pottery used."

"If the fire is too cold, the pottery might crack, but with the black charcoal from the blast furnace, we should be able to make good pots."

"Okay, the whole morning is almost over, and the next thing is the main event, the treatment of iron bacteria."

Bi Fang rubbed his muddy palms, brought a second stone slab, put some charcoal on it, and ground it into a black powder with stones.

At this moment, a barrage caught the attention of the audience in the live broadcast room.

[Someone next door is making iron. . . 】

[Fuck, rub the heat? 】

["Find" iron ore directly in the mountains, and then take it to the factory to refine it yourself. . . What is this, I didn’t show any ability]

[Ah, that's it. 】

[He was born in a mine, my brother only has iron bacteria here]

[Fang Shen is awesome and it's over! 】

With the charcoal ash, Bi Fang went to the bottom of the blast furnace, opened the lid, and found that there were white burning ash inside, and took out some and put them into bamboo pots.

Finally, iron bacteria are used.

Although it hasn't rained in the past few days, the iron bacteria in the pit are still damp. What Bi Fang wants is not these, but to put them in bamboo baskets, which have been dried.

After a long period of exposure to wind and sun, the originally moist iron bacteria had already turned into yellow rusty soil.

In this way, one yellow, one gray, one black, three materials are the key to making iron.

"Plant ash, with sulfur content, can help iron metal liquefy, while charcoal is used to oxidize and reduce iron oxide."

[Wait, iron oxide? Didn't you say that iron hydroxide is used to make iron? 】

[I didn’t learn the previous chemistry well, what do you think Fang Shen was doing before the wind and sun exposed the iron bacteria? 】

[Ferric hydroxide is exposed to the air, the color will change, 2Fe(OH)3==Fe2O3+3H2O, and finally turns into iron oxide, water evaporates, junior high school chemistry]

[I forgot, do you have an opinion? 】

Bi Fang was very happy when he saw the barrage, and someone still understood a little bit: "Yes, this is the equation, so what we have now is iron oxide, not iron hydroxide."

"Now, let's mix them together one by one, add some water, and make a cake!"