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She tried roasting the white Star Mushroom, just like before. She sliced the mushroom and placed it in the Chinese Mighty Military Shovel. There was a lot of oil in the Chinese Mighty Military Shovel, and roasting the mushroom was just the right thing to do. It didn't take long for it to turn a delicious golden color. It was so sweet. It was practically a big piece of baked honey. It was slightly crispy.

The golden birdman also tried a bit. Yuan Feiyu was afraid that the males would not like to eat the sweet, but the golden birdman obviously liked it. She saw that his tail started to shake uncontrollably. He looked like a man who really wanted to act cool, but had no way to control his instinct to act cute. It made people want to laugh. How could he be so cute?

He used some oil to roast all of the mushrooms. After eating half of it, the other half were placed into the food bag, ready to go back to the bird's nest to eat as snacks. She really wanted to eat three meals a day, but she slightly calculated that the golden birdman would only eat one meal every 36 hours or more. It would starve her to death, so she had to save up more food to prevent starvation, and even if the meat was cold, it would taste a little worse, but it was still considered a delicacy.

The golden birdman hung up the rest of the meat and used the skin of the mole to tear it into strips of leather, passing through these pieces of meat and hanging them on the rocks at the top of the cave. Yuan Feiyu discovered that there were holes on many protruding rocks at the top of the cave. It was obvious that this was where golden birdman s usually ate and stored their food. The golden birdman did not seem to like bones and organs, it took a bag of pig skin and wanted to throw them all away, but Yuan Feiyu explained that these were all very delicious and told it not to throw them away. The golden birdman was silent for a moment, then obeyed.

Yuan Feiyu took out some extremely hard needles, indicating that the golden birdman should cut them out and give them to her. It did so, curiously looking at the needles in her hand.

Yuan Feiyu tried to use the teeth on his Chinese military shovel to cut small holes on the needles. The needles were slippery and tough, she tried many times but to no avail. In the end, the golden birdman understood her meaning and used its claws to gesture, and pierced through all the needles.

Tears, as expected, birdman was a necessary divine tool for travel at home.

Elastic T-shirts are knitted goods, and should contain chemical fiber components, strong and elastic, not perishable. Pull out a thread from the cuff and you can pull it all the way through, pulling out the whole string. She believed that the amount of thread on this set of clothes was enough for her to use for a few years. If only this line would not rot and rot after a few years. Yuan Feiyu was very confident in the resistance of Chinese products to corruption. Any kind of food would be able to keep food fresh for a few years, let alone clothes. She would try it when she was ready. Forget about the wild boar skin. It was too hard, so she didn't know how to use it.

Yuan Feiyu worked hard. She wanted to busy her life so that she wouldn't have to think about many heavy problems.

Life was like a strong J. She couldn't resist her body and she couldn't enjoy it. So the transition from a warm nest woman to a cook was important.

The food box was filled with oil, which was very hot and did not easily turn cold. She didn't dare take the oil back with her in her bag. He could only stay here.

She looked back at the cave. If only she could stay here. Even if it was inconvenient like entering the bird's nest s, the space here was large and the freedom to live was also higher.