There were a lot of small trees around, and they were basically plundered by the big trees. They were a little malnourished. Soon, Wang Kui picked a "soft persimmon" to start with, picked up a stone chisel, aimed at the roots, and smashed it down. .
Snapped!
rustle!
Snapped!
rustle!
Every time it hits, a few millimeters of dent will be left on the trunk, and the fine branches and leaves on it will rustle.
"Pine trees belong to softwood in the classification of wood hardness. The value is about 300. It is very easy to cut. Even without a knife, it can be cut with stones. This is one of the reasons why I chose here."
"If we replace the juniper cypresses in the west with hardness between 400 and 600, the wood will be nearly twice as hard, and the time we spent building the shelter will be twice as slow!"
Every time Wang Kui said a few words, he breathed a sigh of relief and slammed it hard.
[80! 80! 80! ]
[Sledgehammer 80, isn't the small hammer 40? Does the middleman make the difference? ]
[I'm actually taking online lessons at Tiger Fish? ]
[Dingding time is up! ]
Seven or eight minutes later, Wang Kui finally cut off the small white bark pine. After removing the branches, he put it on two trees, and a top beam like a clothes rack came out.
Afterwards, he began to look for dead branches in large quantities, all of them were broken into one meter long, and they were inserted diagonally at the ends of the top beam, and then the three were tied into knots with weeds.
The weeds in the wild grow luxuriantly, with rich grass fibers and strong toughness. After being tied together, a stable triangular prism frame lying down is formed.
Since he is all about building a shack, he has no time to interact with the live broadcast room, so he can only respond by looking at the screen on his watch when he is free.
Fortunately, everyone likes to watch him earnestly set up camp.
Although Tiger Fish has a lot of outdoor anchors, but it really pulls into the wild, in terms of practical ability, I am afraid that few can catch up with Wang Kui.
Watch him live.
It's like playing a live MC to survive, it's really enjoyable.
"The frame is set up, but it must be protected from the wind, and don't forget to spread something on the ground. This weed, dead leaves, etc., don't need money anyway, let's say hello!"
Wang Kui used the edge of the stone to lightly grind the grass roots a few times, and then it broke.
As for the dead leaves.
It's all over the floor.
He swept a bunch of them, and all his brains were piled into the shack.
A complete shelter, you're done!
It took more than 40 minutes.
Looking up to the west, the last afterglow of the sun was like a girl who was sending Bie Fujun away on the platform, reluctant to give up, desperately seizing the last time with the earth.
"We have to prepare to start a fire!"
Wang Kui opened the jacket and said, "It's hard work to make a fire. You must be sweaty. The jacket fabric is poorly breathable. If you don't pull it open, you can easily catch a cold if you fall asleep in a cold sweat at night."
"When it comes to making a fire, the first thing everyone thinks of is to drill wood to make a fire. That's right, this is one of the simplest and most primitive ways to make a fire."
"But it is very difficult for ordinary people to use this method. Drilling wood to get fire must be practiced frequently, otherwise the rotation speed will be very slow, and it will be easy to grind the palm of the hand."
"Here, I teach you a simpler method, which is also a single action, and the success rate is even higher than that of drilling through wood!"
Could it be magic?
Many water friends are curious about what method Wang Kui would use to make a fire.
Because now the sun is about to go down.
Under the lens of the recorder, the entire forest, except for the dim red in the distance, looked dark and intimidating.
In the old saying, "The time left for the China Team is running out"!
Wang Kui didn't panic, he smiled, and his eyes calmly swept around the woodland in such a circle.
Picked two pieces of dead wood, as well as some dead leaves and dry branches. The dead wood is divided into one big and one small.
The big one is half of a dry log. I don't know if it's because of being gnawed by bugs. One and a half are gone.
The small one is a section of tens of centimeters long and a thick stem.
[Apparently, don't you still use wood to make fire? ]
[Yes, it feels like nothing has changed. ]
Wang Kui grabbed the dead leaves and placed them in his palms, rubbed them vigorously, and crushed them all into a bird's nest shape: "Don't worry, we have to make tinder before starting a fire, or else even if it succeeds, there is no tinder lead. Mars cannot ignite branches."
Tinder is ready.
He began to pick up the large log, put it in front of the roots of a nearby tree, and knelt down.
[What's the situation? ]
[Lao Kui, you don't want to do metaphysics, do you? ]
[Hhhh, worship the fire? ]
Wang Kui ignored the barrage and straightened the log, with the insect-eaten part facing up, one head on the root of the tree, and the other with his knees.
"This method is called the plowing method. As the name suggests, it uses branches to plow and grind the wood like a plow. The point that needs to be paid attention to is that the plowed wood must be secured first."
"Secondly, it is also a very important point. We have to make a furrow on it. You can use a knife or a stone to draw here, either."
As he said, he picked up the stone chisel, and pierced the part where the insect was gnawing, making a white mark.
A stone is not as fast as a knife.
Wang Kui tried several times harder, UU read www.uukanshu.com "Then it's very simple, just use a short branch and rub it repeatedly against the furrow!"
Words fall.
He held the branch with both hands, placed it in the drawn trench, and began to slide back and forth.
Thorn-la! Thorn-la!
At first, it was a bit astringent because of unsuitability, but with Wang Kui's acceleration and force, the rough wooden thorns were smoothed a lot, forming a virtuous circle, and the more they were sharpened, the faster they were.
Prick, prick, prick!
The bottom of the recorder's selfie stick can be divided into a tripod, standing on one side, leaning on the ultra-wide-angle lens, you can easily take a panoramic view of him.
[Woc, this hand speed, trained in twenty years of being single? ]
[Friction and friction, vigorously create miracles! ]
[Strong! Hurry up! ]
[Why can't you do anything? First place for pornography! ]
[blacken! blacken! ]
The water friends in the live broadcast room found that as Wang Kui continued to accelerate, the heads of the branches and furrows began to change color and black, and then they were scraped off by friction.
Time is fast.
The last bit of dim light was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire forest began to turn black, as if there were two hands slowly covering your eyes, grimly.
But Wang Kui didn't realize it, and focused on making a fire.
The rubbing sawdust accumulates more and more.
Gradually, with the starlight of the night sky, a faint smoke came out from the furrow.
[Look! It's smoking! ]
[This is too fast, right? ]
[Husband, look at this speed! ]
Heaven, it's completely dark.
But it is precisely because of the contrast of the dark environment that everyone can clearly see the orange red that suddenly appeared on the log!
It's Mars!