water recovery system

5.3

Inside the cave.

The Snowfang beast twisted its body into a ball, and the hair on its body was dried by the fire burning in the hole, and it became fluffy, like a snow-white ball of wool. Shen Jiayan slept in the center, with his head resting on Snowfang's belly, so that his face was only palm-sized, and his eyes were black and pure.

One person, one beast, the harmony is incredible.

By the campfire, Mo unhurriedly roasted the long-haired rat on his hand, squeezing a little bit of the juice of the green fruit on the side from time to time, and the sweet and sour barbecue smell filled the cave.

Shen Jiayan pursed his lips, staring straight at the barbecue on Mo's hand.

Mo had already sensed Shen Jiayan's scorching gaze. It happened that every time he turned his head, Shen Jiayan immediately buried his face in the snow tooth beast's hair, as if he thought it was well covered up.

Muscox pretended to be ignorant, roasting the meat in his own hands, using a knife to slash, flip, squeeze the fruit... the action was done in one go, but the meat's aroma became more and more intense.

Shen Jiayan couldn't help but poked his head out again, but happened to look at Shangmo with a smile but a non-smiling look: "Hungry?"

Shen Jiayan nodded honestly.

Mo gave one of the two roasted rats in his hand. The meat was roasted brown, the skin was crispy, and there was a little oil oozing out. Just looking at it made people salivate. Mo raised his hand: "Here you are."

Shen Jiayan hesitated to take it, glanced at Mo cautiously, lowered his head and glanced at the roasted rat in his hand, and bit on it cruelly.

Suddenly, the mouth is full of fragrance!

The meat of the long-haired mouse was originally tender and melted in the mouth, and coupled with the tenacity of the long-haired mouse, it was delicious enough to make people want to swallow the tongue. The juice of the green fruit penetrates into the meat, the first aftertaste is sour, and after the sour, the second aftertaste is a faint sweetness rising from the root of the tongue, which can be said to be endless aftertaste.

Shen Jiayan's eyes lit up suddenly, thumbs up vaguely boasting, but his mouth continued to gnaw the long-haired rat without any reduction in speed.

"The meat of the long-haired rat is tender, and it tastes good when paired with this kind of Weiran fruit." As he said, the ink said, "However, there is another kind of strange animal, which will taste better with this fruit. Because its meat is harder, it will chew more fragrantly. If it is air-dried, and then squeezed with a little bit of virgin fruit juice, and slowly roasted, it is really fragrant."

Sure enough, Shen Jiayan was hooked as soon as he heard it. He stretched out his pink tongue and licked his lower lip, and asked curiously: "What strange animal?"

Mo looked at the Snowfang beast curled up in the corner, and slowly curled his lips: "Hey, that's it. Would you like to try it? I can bake it for you."

Hearing this, Shen Jiayan's eyes widened slightly, and then accelerated chewing to swallow the last bite of rat meat in his mouth, and firmly refused: "I don't want to."

Generally speaking, a person can tolerate hunger without eating anything; and once he starts to eat, then hunger becomes even more unbearable.

Mo Shi did not expect that, even in this situation, An Xin could actually say "no" to him.

At the moment, Mo grabbed the roasted rat back from Shen Jiayan's hand and sneered: "So it seems that you are still not hungry. Since you are not hungry, then you don't eat my roasted rat..."