Traveling through famine: The space peasant girl

We have to stay here for a while longer. Let your father and the others re-tie the fence around here to prevent something from suddenly coming in at night without our knowledge."

Wang Shiyu nodded and said:

"I have some bells here. When we make the fence poles, we can just hang them on them with ropes. This will help us keep watch better and also alert us."

"That's fine. Then you can give it to your father later and ask him to hang it up. It's also good this way. It can make the fence a little higher so that you can sleep better at night without having to keep watch."

Zhou Qingyun held Wang Shiyi's hand and looked at the grandfather and grandson who had already made plans for the future. He couldn't help but sigh, is this what it means for children from poor families to grow up early?

In his eyes, if it were at this time, he would definitely gather all his assets, and then use them all to stockpile various lighting items, as well as food and drinks. This would allow him to better win people's hearts. Being a hero in troubled times is not just talk.

However, he also learned a lot from this family along the way. Most of what he had learned in the ivory tower before were useless to his current life. On the contrary, the various methods taught by his great-grandfather along the way helped him live a better life and even taught him a lot of common sense in life.

Because now the old man has handed over all the skills, whether it is hunting, fetching water or various life skills, to Zhou Qingyun, because he is worried that if someone chases them, they will get separated. In this way, Zhou Qingyun can live longer on his own, instead of relying on himself to take care of him all the time and let him continue to live in an ivory tower.

After this period of training, Zhou Qingyun has easily mastered the function of rubbing two sticks together to make fire, and can roast prey to ensure that he will not go hungry.

Although the roasted food is not very good, it is still edible. It can save his life when he is in danger in the future. At least he won't starve to death. This is fine.

This child is different from his granddaughters and grandsons. His granddaughter can plan out future events very well and will not be tricked by others. She can even kill those who trick her. When necessary, she can even help her brother. But this kid is different. He is a dodder. He is young and has not experienced much. If anything happens, his mother will probably block it for him.

If it weren't for his protection, even if he had told Wang Shiyu about it early on and put him in Wang Shiyu's hands, Wang Shiyu would probably have thrown him away the next day. She would have been annoyed by him, disliked him for not knowing anything, disliked him for being a hindrance, and being useless. She wouldn't even be able to read his expression. I really don't know how this guy grew up. Born in a royal family that eats people without leaving any bones, he actually raised a naive, curious person.

When Zhou Qingyun knew that the old man wanted to teach him survival skills, he did not have any resistance. Instead, he kept asking the old man what to do, so that the Wang family's people would improve their bad impression of this child.

I just hope that this child does not forget his original intention. No matter how capable they are, they can only play a supporting role.

Wang Shiyu began to study how to make simple landmines in the space. She couldn't use her own grenades every time. Although she still had a lot, she would rather not use them. She had already thought about it. She wanted to blast a way out for the Wang family on Qiong Island. They were not prisoners and could live in the town on Qiong Island.

Those prisoners were directly exiled to a small island on the edge of Qiong Island. Their lives were definitely not going well and they had to rely on her grandfather for support. They had to make money, and if they wanted to make money they had to quarrel with the natives on the island, and then it would depend on their weapons.

In fact, she also had the recipe for ordinary landmines in her space. After all, she had robbed a military base, and some simple methods were written there, even the materials were there, so she simply prepared ten explosive packs. She didn't prepare many, just simple ones that could explode. To be honest, it is estimated that it would not kill anyone unless it hit the center of the landmine. It's just that when the landmine explodes, the splashed sand and rocks are more likely to injure people.

These things were available in this world, so there was no need to worry about being warned. In this way, when someone caught up with her again, she could directly use these things to blow up the person behind her. The only problem was that the quality was not good, so she had to make up for it with quantity. Thinking of this, she continued to make landmines, and even didn't pay much attention to everyone's meals, as they basically relied on her grandfather's hunting in the mountains. Mo Ru Ru knew that her daughter was very busy recently, so she didn't disturb her and let her tinker in the room by herself.

"Yun'er, did you see it? This thing is called flint. Although it is not as useful as a tinderbox, if you encounter this kind of stone in the wild, try to carry two pieces with you. It can be used as an emergency measure when you lose your tinderbox. You don't need to drill wood to make fire. You can just hit it a few times and sparks will fall, and you can light a fire."

Zhou Qingyun looked at the two black stones in the old man's hand with curiosity. He watched the old man find some soft and flammable plants to demonstrate to Zhou Qingyun. When the two stones collided, sparks kept falling, and the flammable grass underneath gradually fell off with the sparks of the flint. Soon, a scarlet flame flashed, and slowly green smoke came out, as if it was about to catch fire.

Zhou Qingyun couldn't help but admire the abilities of these people. When had he ever seen such a thing in the palace? When had it not been the subordinates who directly brought the prepared food to them? How would he know how these things were made? Probably the most he had ever done was reading a book, or practicing calligraphy with a pen, or learning to paint. When had he ever done such a thing?

He took the stone from the old man's hand, built another pile of flammable grass, and slowly lit the grass with the flint. Only then did he believe that there really was a master among the people.

He is a frog in a well. He cannot control his facial expressions well and even dares to doubt other people. It seems that what he did to his cousin's family before is really disgusting. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt disgusted with himself. If he was not disgusting, his cousin's family would probably treat him well.

"Grandfather, what if there is no tinder in the wild and no flint? Do we have to rub two sticks together to make fire? But my hands don't seem to be able to do that."

If he drilled the wood a few times with his tender claws, his hands would probably be crippled before the wood even caught fire. He might have the stamina, but if his hands were injured from drilling wood to make fire, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything.

"There's no other solution. Maybe you can look for fire left outside, but the possibility is not high. So when you go out, try to bring flint and tinder with you. This is the easiest way."

The old man also thought about it and it seemed that there was no other way. Most of the people now used flints and tinders. Tinders were things used by wealthy families. Flint was more common, but not as light as tinders. His granddaughter had three tinders, which were all good things he had saved.

Wang Shiyu had been fiddling with some black things, so Zhou Qingyun didn't dare to get close. Especially when he smelled the pungent smell, he moved further away from Wang Shiyu and didn't even dare to get close. He was familiar with the smell, and naturally remembered the explosion that day.

Because it was the old man who would watch Wang Shiyu for a while when he had nothing to do, to see her ratio. He seemed to know what his granddaughter wanted to do. If the formula of this land mine was not mixed well, it would turn into a large-scale firework without any lethality. Only people who knew the ratio could make it. This kind of land mine usually attracted the royal family or was directly worshipped as soon as the person appeared. It would not be circulated among the people. It was estimated that the formula was obtained from that place.