~： Forty, drift bottle

This is a drift bottle!

Quickly pulled out the cork, took out a piece of paper from it, Zhao Yunxiang sorrowfully discovered that the words written on it turned out to be unreadable.

is not in English, let alone Japanese or Korean.

This is really embarrassing to Zhao Yunxiang. He can only read Chinese, but nothing else, and there is no need to understand it.

I can’t understand the language, so I have to go to Teacher Han. You must know that Han Qianluo teaches English...

"Fuck, can the English teacher understand this?" Zhao Yunxiang was very puzzled, but still came to the front of the shelter.

"What's wrong?" Han Qianluo frowned when Zhao Yunxiang was gone, as if something was going on.

"I found a drifting bottle with a black plastic bag and an incomprehensible letter in it." Zhao Yunxiang said very honestly.

"Is it English?" Han Qianluo took the letter paper, took a curious look, and then her expression became serious.

"Do you understand?" Zhao Yunxiang touched Han Qianluo's arm.

"It seems...it doesn't look like the words on the earth." Han Qianluo has touched many words in the world. "For example, our Chinese is a morpheme script, and there are phonetic scripts such as English. This text... is not like It’s the above two."

"So?" Zhao Yunxiang pointed to the sky, "Could it be that this bottle comes from the sky?"

"I don't know..." Han Qian spread out, now I really don't know where this bottle came from.

"Isn't this Zuan writing?" Maltose poked her head and looked at the writing on the letter paper carefully.

"I can't make a mistake, I recognize Zuan's words!"

"Zuan...Which country is it?" Han Qianluo puzzled.

"Zuan is not a country, but a certain region...the people there are sturdy, and the aboriginal exports are dirty." Zhao Yunxiang grabbed the maltose double horsetails and made a horseback posture.

"Is this fish from Zu'an?" Han Qianluo immediately pressed Kunpeng when he heard the words that the mouth was dirty.

This fish often drives!

I thought the voice was so rough and crazy, he should be a man, who knew it was a loli, and the hair on his legs was so strong!

"Yes, this uncle is Kunpeng from Zuan, his name is...!" Maltose sighed and said, "I can't type my name, I am often blocked, helpless~~!"

"Such a name... it should be blocked..." Han Qianluo said immediately.

The words on the letter are probably not good words, but Zhao Yunxiang still wants to know what it says.

"Maltose, translate it." Zhao Yunxiang handed the letter to Maltose, waiting for her interpretation.

"Dear destined person, when you read this letter, your mother is probably already crying on your doll..." After reading the first sentence, Maltose stared at Han Qianluo faintly.

"I..." Han Qianluo was speechless and said awkwardly, "Keep on reading!"

"I know, you must be wondering now what is in the black plastic bag. To tell you the truth, this bag is all seeds. Of course, it is not the seeds on the computer, but the seeds of the plants."

"I don't know where this drift bottle will drift. Maybe your mother will pick it up. Maybe your mother forces you to throw away the seeds. But I still hope you can plant the seeds in the plastic bag, even your mother. Forcing you to throw away the seeds, you have to try hard, maybe it will grow fruit, today is a great day!!

Little Apple! "

At the end of reading, Maltose's expression became very awe, "I didn't expect, I didn't expect, it was the little apple that Zuan Shenlong saw the head and the tail!"

"..." Zhao Yunxiang.

"..." Han Qianluo.

It seems that this person named Little Apple is a celebrity from Zuan. This letter greeted their mother how many times.

Zuan is awesome!

"Don't lose this letter, keep it!" Zhao Yunxiang looked at the letter and said deeply.

"Well, the letter written by my idol must be kept." Maltose put the letter away and was about to stuff it into her pocket.

"Wait..." Zhao Yunxiang stopped immediately, "What I said is that this letter is on paper, so I can use it for rubbing."

"Fuck off!!" Maltose was furious, "If you dare to do anything to my letter, my mother will never finish with you!"

"..." Zhao Yunxiang looked at Han Qianluo awkwardly, then looked sadly at the sky, "I long for toilet paper!"

"I long to become a boy..." Han Qianluo covered his face.

Life on the desert island is difficult, but Zhao Yunxiang and others are still struggling. As long as they work hard enough, all the difficulties can be solved.

The work is still going on. Because of the joining of the twins, the work has become difficult. Fortunately, the two little girls took a short break after eating and came out to help.

Because of the machete, cutting bamboo becomes easier. You can cut the bamboo by just cutting it down.

Then segment again and slice it!

"Come on, share with you." Zhao Yunxiang confessed to the two little girls, "This is the frame of the house. I think so. The first floor must be half a meter away from the ground, and the first to the second floor. The height is 3 meters. The height of the second floor is 2 meters. The third floor is a small canopy to cover the rain, so you can go up to see the stars and moon, or watch the sunrise or something."

"Wow, it's so enjoyable, this is a sea view room!" Lin Qingyu heard what Zhao Yunxiang said and thought it was very good.

"It's a sea view villa!" Lin Qingxuan emphasized, and then she looked at Zhao Yunxiang, "What are we waiting for, right?"

Work in progress...

First, the floor is made. One piece of bamboo is cut into pieces, and the pieces are arranged tightly and laid horizontally on the ground. Then, several other pieces of bamboo are placed lengthwise on the floor and then made by Han Qianluo The bark rope is tightly tied.

The bundled bamboo slices are very reliable. Floors like this are made up of three. If there is only one layer, it will inevitably be bent. After all, the toughness of bamboo is very strong, and the pressure resistance of a single layer is not very good.

But the three stacks together are different!

"Why are you half a meter away from the ground? In this way, the height of the villa is not restricted?" Lin Qingyu was very puzzled, and simply uttered his own doubts.

"If you stick to the ground, the moisture on the ground will affect the humidity in the villa. Do you like to sleep in a wet room?" Zhao Yunxiang asked.

"I don't want to..." Lin Qingyu understood in a second, and then stuck out her tongue playfully, feeling that Boss Zhao was so harsh.

It is good to be half a meter away from the ground. The weather on a desert island is very unstable. In case of heavy rain, you will know how good a house half a meter away from the ground is.

Having been busy for a long time, the three-story floor was finally placed, and it was also placed using the tenon and tenon process, so there is no need to worry about the floor falling.

After finishing the floor, Zhao Yunxiang made another bamboo bed. The bamboo bed was comfortable to sleep on, much more comfortable than kayaking.

It is evening now!

"Zhao Yunxiang, how about going to see the traps in the rabbit nest now?" Han Qianluo asked.