Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

50 – Mud Baking (5)

Chester and Monia sat down at the villa they hadn’t seen in a while, collected the bamboo they had left on the beach, and collected the dried salt there.

Scrape off the salt clinging to the bamboo and put it in the salt container.

“The quantity is smaller than expected?”

“There must be little salt in the sea water.”

“Can you make it like that?”

“Well. I heard from a fisherman in a seaside town that you will die if you drink seawater.”

“Hick. to die.”

There was only a very small amount of salt, unlike the time when seawater was constantly poured in and evaporated every day.

After collecting the salt, the two hurriedly took the bamboo to the sea, loosened the seawater, and left it to dry in the sun.

Meanwhile, the large amount of sand that slipped into the shoes they were wearing burned the soles of their feet, and the two quickly left the beach and had to cool their feet by spraying water from a bucket on the soles of their feet.

“It’s hot, no kidding.”

“The bottom of my foot hurts.”

After cooling the soles of their feet, the two started moving again and collected visible plants along the way.

Unfortunately, the trap is empty today. The traps were also empty, so the only luggage in the basket was a salt shaker and a bucket of water.

“If it is a plant to be raised by farming, it must be proud of it… Grain.”

“Grains?”

“It would be nice if there was something like flour on this island, would there be?”

“What can you make with flour?”

“… … .”

When asked what could be made of flour, Chester was momentarily speechless.

“… … bread. pasta. cake. cookie. dumpling. And again… … .”

“Oh, oh oh. That’s awesome! It’s flour! Find it!”

‘I wonder if he was delighted that he could make a cake in a kiln without knowing how to make it.’

Rather, the cakes and cookies she wants cannot be made without obtaining ‘sugar’.

‘I don’t know how to make sugar, so I can’t.’

Sugar was an entirely imported commodity in the kingdom, and was valued almost as much as pepper.

‘If I could find honey, would I be able to replace it with it?’

Thinking so, Chester suddenly saw Monia looking around for flour.

‘Why am I worrying about this.’

“Do you know what flour looks like?”

When Chester asked that question, Monia looked at Chester with an ignorant face.

and said with a smile

“I don’t know! Teach me!”

“What are you talking about proudly?”

At that attitude, Chester chuckled and blew a light balm on Monia’s forehead.

“Aww.”

“Listen, flour.”

* * *

Returning home, Chester picked up a hoe and surveyed the land around him.

Although the tree on which their house was built spread its roots widely around it, fortunately few roots grew close to the ground, and most of them extended deep into the ground.

Thanks to that, there was no problem in making a field by plowing the soil.

“… … .”

Chester had been thinking of making a drainage canal where there was a canal to easily irrigate the fields, so he set up a place not far from the canal as a cropland.

“Let’s go here.”

After sticking a piece of wood into the ground to mark this place as farmland, I think about how much area to plow.

“It’s the first time, so it shouldn’t be too large.”

Behind Chester, Monia slung over her shoulder the extra hoe she had made the day before, and was nodding ignorantly.

“Yes!”

“What is it, hey?”

After deciding on the plot, Chester took four sticks, strode them, measured them, and marked the four corners with sticks.

“I’m going inside this block of wood.”

“It was great! Let’s do our best for the cake!”

After digging up the ground with their hoes, the two set aside the hardened ground full of grass roots.

Doing so will result in a loose layer of soil beneath the hard ground.

However, it was not an easy task to split and tear apart the hard ground.

It would be nice if the ground was hard, but there were also large stones or rocks hidden under the ground.

“Chester, here is a rather large stone.”

“yes?”

Chester has to step in because Monia can’t clean up these things.

Chester saw the stone where Monia pointed and dug up the soil around the stone with a wooden block.

When the stone is revealed to some extent, a block of wood is placed under the stone and lifted using the principle of a lever.

When the stone rooted in the ground is lifted up, put your hand under it, use your whole body to lift the stone, and use that momentum to throw it away.

Watching the stone fly slowly in an arc and fall to the ground, Monia applauded in admiration.

“Ohhhhh. Incredible.”

“It’s not even that big of a stone, so what?”

“Looks like Chester’s torso?”

“It’s not quite like that. If it’s that big, you can never move it.”

When a rock of that size comes out, it is wise to just avoid it and start a new field.

How many times did you have to remove the stones and clear the ground?

Sweat poured from their bodies like rain, and their bodies became so hot that their heads became dizzy.

In the end, the two decided to take a rest without even being able to treat half of the area they had set.

After opening the canal, take a rest while being hit by the water pouring down from below.

“Ah ah ah ah ah.”

Monia cooled down by drinking water with her mouth open under the canal, or washing her hair in the pouring water.

Next to me, Chester, who is soaking wet, sips of water and rips off the smoked meat he brought with me when I opened the canal.

The smoked snake meat had the unremoved snake bones intact, so it was chewy.

“earth… It’s too hard.”

“It’s okay because there are fewer plants around the trees because of the trees.”

“Do plants grow less because of trees?”

“Plants feed on the energy of the land and grow.”

Chester took another bite of smoke.

“Since energy is not infinite, even plants compete with each other to eat more. Those who win the competition grow taller, and those who lose grow wither.”

“Hey. Nature is a struggle everywhere.”

“Wherever you go, it is. Is it different from the civilized world?”

“Huh, that’s right. When we have tea time, most of the time we spend cursing at the nobility who are not there.”

It’s really the same everywhere, Chester and Monia laughed.

Monia sat next to Chester and ate the same smoked snake.

“It’s tough… .”

Monia munching on it, saying it’s tough.

“Isn’t it hot if we get close?”

“It’s kind of like that.”

Even as she said that, Monia did not fall while sitting near Chester.

Chester, too, did not bother to take Monia off and focused on eating the meal he had brought.

It gnaws at the flesh of plants and nibbles on smoked snakes.

“Let’s just stop here for today.”

“Yes? really?”

“Yeah, it’s not urgent.”

It was not good to get sick from overexerting yourself in the heat.

Chester was well aware that people could die from heat.

Returning home, the two left one window open and took a leisurely break in the shade, doing their own work.

“Do you still make knives?”

“yes. I will make it until I am satisfied.”

“Obsession is… .”

“Well, there are not many claws left, so it will be over soon.”

* * *

How much time had passed while doing farm work so leisurely.

When the prepared clay plates dried well, Chester piled them into the kiln and began to bake them.

While the clay slabs are fired in the kiln, Chester himself makes other preparations.

First, Chester brought a piece of bamboo from the corner of the warehouse, split it in half, and dug out the nodes inside with a claw knife.

After digging out and preparing the three-bar long bamboo so well, I sat down in front of a stone slab to make mud.

He sat down in front of a stone slab, placed a small pebble on it, and pulled out a hammer.

hammer.

Just like the stone axe, it was made by inserting round stones that were a little thicker than the stone axe.

Chester pointed his hammer well and began pounding the small pebbles on the stone slab.

It didn’t take long for the stones to break and turn into powder, and Chester took the stones and broke them into powder repeatedly.

How many stones have you broken?

When the dust had accumulated to some extent, Chester took a large leaf and packed the stone dust into it.

After carefully folding the leaves containing the stone powder and placing a hammer on them to prevent them from being blown away by the wind, check the condition of the kiln.

After taking turns checking the kiln together with Monia, the next day they took out the finished clay plate.

Many of the clay plates that were baked and magnetized were broken like when the weights were baked, but many were intact.

Chester took the clay slabs to cool, then took them home, and kneaded the stone powder he had made yesterday with earth and water.

In fact, he’s working like this, but Chester didn’t really know what he was making.

‘I’m copying this because I’ve seen things like this mixed with stone powder on a construction site, did it work?’

Chester, who made the fake concrete, took the bamboo he had dug up the day before and a spatula made of bamboo, scooped out the fake concrete, and pressed it into the bamboo.

What was waiting for Chester who went up to the house with it was Monia, who had removed all the leaves from the roof of the house.

“I did everything you said!”

“good job.”

On the truss, which had been cleared of leaves and exposed, Chester quickly scooped and hit the counterfeit concrete with a spatula.

Because the truss was made densely from the beginning, the concrete hanging from the branches did not fall down and adhered well to the truss.

After spreading the kneaded concrete with a spatula, grab the clay plate that Monia gives you and stick it closely with the grooved part down.

The grooves in the clay plate will stick closely to the concrete and stick much more firmly than if there were no grooves.

“… … .”

After confirming that the mud plates stuck together well, Chester applied more fake concrete at once, and then began to glue the mud plates one by one.

With one row attached to the bottom, now half of the clay slabs and the truss are covered with fake concrete, and the mud slabs are glued on top of each other.

When the clay plates were glued together, the roof was completed sooner than when the leaves were attached.

“Okay, that’s it!”

“Wow!”

That day, Chester and Monia slept comfortably under a mud slab roof that smelled more like civilization than a leaf roof.