Two minutes later, he walked around two bushes and turned a few small turns, and picked up the dead leaves and falling branches on the ground while walking. Next to a steep slope and a few low trees with dense branches and leaves, Wu Qingchen slowed down.

After looking around quickly, Wu Qingchen walked to one of the small trees, pushed a few branches that reached the edge of the cliff with his left hand, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, lifted up a leafy branch he had just picked up, and gently swept back and forth the surface of the soil exposed under the branches.

As the branches swung gently back and forth, soon a light black bark slowly appeared on the cliff made of soil.

When the bark was completely exposed, Wu Qingchen put down the branches and slowly removed the light black bark. As a result, a cliff made of soil had an additional square hole of about 30 cm in length and width and a depth of about 40 cm, and five sides were covered with bark to isolate the soil.

Then, Wu Qingchen reached into the square hole with both hands and carefully pulled out another piece of bark. On the bark were a few sharp stone pieces, a few rattan strands of rattan, a few long thorns of thorns, a few small wooden spoons and a few branches of different shapes.

Putting the bark firmly on the ground, Wu Qingchen walked to the other side of the cliff and stood next to another small tree. This time, Wu Qingchen quickly turned around and had an extra tree spear with a radius of about three centimeters, a length of about one meter, and an extremely sharp top.

Relying the tree spear obliquely on the cliff, Wu Qingchen walked to the next to the small tree for the third time, took out two round stones and a small bush of velvet, placed the velvet on the ground, and placed the dead leaves and branches collected along the way. Wu Qingchen felt the wind direction, blocked the breeze with his body, and bumped the two round stones back and forth several times. A wisp of almost invisible blue smoke came out. Wu Qingchen blew gently, and by the cliff stream, a pile of small flames slowly ignited.

This is Wu Qingchen's restaurant and Wu Qingchen's kitchen.

After setting up dead branches and leaves, Wu Qingchen adjusted slightly according to the teachings of a chef and a mercenary in the life coach. After confirming that the smoke had dropped to the minimum level, Wu Qingchen grabbed the tree spear leaning against the cliff and stood by the stream.

About five minutes later, a ray of red appeared on the clear water surface. Wu Qingchen took back the tree spear, put about half a pound of small fish on the stones by the stream, and used sharp stone slices placed on the bark. The thorn thorns quickly opened the belly and cleaned the slices.

Two minutes later, a branch was used to hold the treated fish and put it on the fire. While adjusting the angle of the grilled fish, Wu Qingchen evenly sprinkled the condiments such as stone salt, grass juice, bean powder and other seasonings found according to the method taught by the life coach.

Chapter 23 Food (Part 2)

Not long after, the little fish emitted a few scents. Wu Qingchen sniffed and was about to turn it over again, a soft "squeak" suddenly sounded in the bushes not far from the east.

The weather was clear, and breezes blew by the stream from time to time, and the lush trees on both sides rustled. From the beginning of Wu Qingchen's walk here, there were always a sound of various sounds coming from all around.

However, from the beginning of getting here, Wu Qingchen stopped, found the tools, started catching fish, and roasted them. During the whole process, he had no response to the noise around him.

However, at this moment, the "squeak" sound, which was several times weaker than other sounds during this period, just sounded, and Wu Qingchen seemed to step on a spring in an instant, and his whole body quickly jumped up, flashing to the side of several short trees on the cliff. His eyes were already tightly through the gap between the dense leaves, and at the same time, he also accurately stared at the location where the sound was coming.

The series of actions were completed in just two seconds and the source of the sound was accurately found because Wu Qingchen was staring at the position at this time. There was a small trap arranged by Wu Qingchen. It had no lethality and no danger. Its only function was to make this gentle sound, but it was completely different from other sounds around it, and it would never be confused.

There are five such traps near Wu Qingchen's kitchen and dining room, which are fairly distributed to three necessary roads to Wu Qingchen's kitchen. The other small gaps in the forest that could have been barely passed through, after Wu Qingchen's transport of shrubs for two days, the branches of the crooked trees have become natural obstacles that are absolutely impossible to pass without making a huge noise.

Staring at the touched sound trap, Wu Qingchen stood quietly, observing carefully for half a minute according to the teachings of the life coach, that is, a mercenary and a special forces soldier. After finding no artificial traces, he returned to the fire, roasted the small fish, and started his own Chinese food.

After eating the fish, Wu Qingchen hid the tree spear, put the kitchen utensils and seasonings back into the square hole of the cliff, then picked a few leaves, and wrapped the residue of the Chinese food with the vine stocks that had been prepared.

After looking around carefully and confirming that there was nothing missing, Wu Qingchen left the stream.

This time, Wu Qingchen did not walk the road when he came, but climbed up the bank of the stream along a gentle slope a few meters away from the cliff, followed a path left between the branches and shrubs, and walked to the trap that made a "squeak" sound before, and restored the trap with stones and several vines.

After walking around a small circle, Wu Qingchen walked back to the stream wooden bridge again. Just after walking across the wooden bridge, Wu Qingchen paused slightly. At the corner not far away, a middle-aged man holding a sickle came towards him.

"Little Loss, where are you going home?"

"Yes, Uncle Avilia, did the afternoon work so early?"

"Yes, there are still some grass that has not been harvested."

During a few casual conversations, the two of them crossed and turned around the corner. Wu Qingchen shrank his right hand and waved it gently. The last piece of leaves wrapped around the vine leaves flew into the bushes.

At this point, Wu Qingchen's lips were dry, his hands were empty, and his robe had a faint smell of plant, and there was no sign of having a meat meal just after he had eaten.

Until then, Wu Qingchen truly completed the entire process of Chinese food.

Wu Qingchen has eaten such Chinese food seven times, in three different kitchens. The location and layout of the kitchen were suggested by the staff team, and after careful and careful comparative analysis by the soldiers.

Due to conditions, these three kitchens are very close to the water source, but there is only one place that is convenient for fishing and grilling fish. The other two places mainly come from the woods and hills. Due to inconsistent ingredients, the tools and condiments Wu Qingchen learned to make are also different, and it is still continuing to improve. About two kilometers away from this stream, Wu Qingchen has even prepared all the ingredients. Once he finds the time and opportunity, he will cook a few simplest small pottery to cook soup.

After working for more than ten days, Wu Qingchen has become more skilled in farm work, plus more nutritious food and more scientific way of working. With these, Wu Qingchen's life in the medieval world has become much easier recently.

After just finishing Chinese food and taking a break for a while, Wu Qingchen's physical fatigue was eliminated a lot, and his steps were much lighter.

Fifteen minutes later, that is, thirty seconds later on Earth.

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Earth, China, Beijing, Temporary Training Command, Third Training Comprehensive Office, Life Coach Team.

The huge room was brightly lit, with more than twenty large display screens lined up, and under each screen were more than a dozen focused audiences.

In the projection screen that was thirty times slow-release, beside the wooden bridge of the stream, when Wu Qingchen noticed that the figures of old William and two brothers disappeared at another corner, he quickly stood up, swept around the deserted surroundings, then half bent down and walked upstream along the ridges by the stream.

"stop!"

One of the life coaches, a special forces soldier, confidential name, age, confidentiality of military service, confidentiality of service, raised his right hand and the images on the screen were frozen. "The reconnaissance is not concealed enough, and the direction of observation is not comprehensive enough, this...this...this..."

Using a small stick to the display screen for three consecutive points, a soldier continued: "I didn't pay attention to these three angles, and I made mistakes in my walking posture. Pay attention to this place. Here, the heels are raised too high, which will leave deep footprints. In addition..."

Accompanying the statement of the confidential soldier, two staff members used keyboards, two staff members used paper and pens, and three soldiers operated the cameras to quickly record the statements of the confidential soldier.

“Stop!”

Three meters away, and in the display screen that was thirty times slow-playing, when the sound trap sounded and Wu Qingchen rushed up quickly, another life coach turned to the war-torn areas of Asia, Africa and Latin America, and was proficient in lurking and hiding. He could pass through the swamp, rainforest, desert, Gobi, and raised his right hand.

The display screen freezes, and the mercenaries quickly spit out a series of words: "Responsiveness and a lot of unnecessary movements. Mr. Wu has no grasp of this content at all. Look here... here... after standing up, he did not immediately use the pre-prepared obstacle perspective to conceal it, and..."

"Wait a moment."

Three meters away, another thirty times slow-release display screen was frozen in a static state. With the stick in my hand, I pointed at the fire that Wu Qingchen used dead branches and fallen leaves on the screen. Li Dezheng, the chef of many five-star hotels and the 53-year-old national special chef, shook his head slightly: "Remember, this type of leaves is not suitable for making fires, and it will leave a heavy burning smell. Here, there is a mistake in the way these two branches are placed. If there is no air passage left, it will add a lot of smoke..."

With the description, the two staff members used keyboards, the two staff members used paper and pen, three soldiers operated the camera, and the content proposed by the third life coach was also recorded in full.

"stop!"

"stop!"

"here!"

"Slow down."

"etc."

One after another, in the huge room, brief and clear instructions came one after another, and more than twenty large display screens took turns to freeze.

On the right side of the room, in front of a huge desk, temporary training command center, third training comprehensive office, and in front of Li Deyi, the fifth deputy head of the life coaching team, one by one, one by one, the contents of suggestions for the next training, and the reference subjects are rapidly increasing.

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At this moment, the home of the Middle Ages has also appeared in front of Wu Qingchen.

"Los is back, hey...Los."

I saw Wu Qingchen from afar, standing at the door, a little girl who was cooking shook her hand and started screaming.

This is Nina, Los' sister, old William's eldest daughter, when Wu Qingchen came here for the first time, he held the plate and blocked Wu Qingchen's little girl.

"Hey...Nina."

Nodding to Nina, Wu Qingchen walked into the wooden house and scooped some hot water from the pot with his usual wooden bowl. When the hot water was a little cooler, Wu Qingchen took two sips, his mother and Nina brought three large bowls, and then placed three small bowls in front of the four men, starting the first meal of the family that day.

It is still a pure natural green food without any change.

Green soup, green peas, green paste.

However, the total amount of food and the way of distribution have undergone slight changes.

Compared with when Wu Qingchen first entered the Middle Ages, the food in the three large bowls was half an inch higher. When distributing the food, the small bowls in front of his father and Idra were still full, and the bowls in front of Grace were still a little lighter. When Wu Qingchen was in front of him, he insisted on cleaning after every meal every day. The three small wooden bowls that were different in color from other people's tableware were no longer served half, but increased significantly, reaching the portion of Grace.

How much work to do, how much food to eat, a simple and intuitive way to allocate the primary stage of socialism.

It was still the same as before. After four of these, the three large wooden bowls were left with only a shallow layer below. The last bit of green food still barely filled the two small bowls, leaving them for my mother and Nina standing beside me swallowing.

Whether in the medieval world or the modern earth, eating only fish but not vegetables is definitely an unhealthy diet structure. So, even though he had eaten about half a pound of fish, Wu Qingchen closed his eyes, frowned, picked up the wooden bowl, grabbed the wooden spoon, and looked frowning, and began to fight against the poison of the medieval wizard in front of him in pain.

At this time, Little Nina had already finished the pitiful little food in her small wooden bowl, but did not walk away like when Wu Qingchen had just entered the medieval world. Instead, she stood by, licking her lips, and secretly looking at the dining table from time to time.

"Come on, Nina."

The little girl's expectant eyes quickly paid off. After eating green peas and green soup, Wu Qingchen quickly drank a few sips of half-cool boiling water when entering the door, stretched out his right hand and pushed the last small wooden bowl into front of Little Nina.

"Los, don't you eat it?"

Looking at Wu Qingchen's actions, Old William frowned. Wu Qingchen pushed the third small wooden bowl in front of Little Nina. This was the tenth time in five days.

"Father, I'm full."

Wu Qingchen touched his stomach, probably because he was getting used to it. Although eating green peas and green soup was still a torture, he had barely reached the taste and feeling of Chinese medicine.

As for the green puff, even if he didn't look at Nina's eager eyes and thin cheeks, it was more of a burden for Wu Qingchen, who had already put half a pound of fish in his stomach, than food.

"well……"

Old William shook his head, sighed, and stopped talking.

"Eat quickly, Nina, brother is full." After drinking the last half of the remaining cold boiled water, Wu Qingchen smiled, picked up the last small wooden bowl, and put it in Little Nina's hand.

"Well..." After taking the small wooden bowl, Nina did not swallow her voraciously as usual. Looking at Wu Qingchen, the little girl bit her lips, and the faint light in her eyes flashed slightly.

Looking at this grateful look and thinking of the half of the fish I just ate, Wu Qingchen stood up and sighed softly.
Chapter completed!