The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 541 Preparations before the Rain

Yun Mo didn't ask Qi Huan to help anymore, but asked him to collect firewood and bring back some hay nearby.

He buried two trees of similar height next to the trees more than one meter high on both sides, and then filled them with bamboo.

This creates a one-meter-high bamboo wall that is just aligned with the hanging weeds.

In this way, he only needed to build another door, because his other side was next to the mound, and three sides were blocked, so the remaining side naturally had to be left as the gate.

Yun Mo took all the remaining ropes and quickly tied a simple bamboo door, which he also tied to the trees buried underground with ropes. When he needed to close the door, he just had to pull it up with his hands and then push it open.

Although it was a bit tiring, it was about to rain and there was no time left, so we had to make do with everything.

Yun Mo opened the bamboo door, and Qi Huan hurriedly moved the hay into the bamboo house.

Yun Mo: "I'll start the fire first, you bring the firewood in too."

Qi Huan: “Okay”

Yun Mosheng was very angry, and Qi Huan was still helping to move firewood into the bamboo house.

Yun Mo glanced at the firewood and decided to start working on it himself. However, he took a machete and chopped down a dead tree. He split the trunk into pieces and stacked them in the wooden house to form a firewood bed that was one and a half meters wide.

And everything Qi Huan brought back was thrown together in a mess.

"Crack!" Thunder sounded in the sky.

Qi Huan: "It's going to rain"

Yun Mo: "I'll go get some water. You spread the hay on the bed and keep an eye on the fire."

Qi Huan: "Brother, it's about to rain, why don't you go out?"

Yun Mo: "It's okay, I will be back before it rains"

Qi Huan: "Then I'll go with you"

Yun Mo looked up at the sky without turning back.

Yun Mo: "Bring the pot and follow"

Qi Huan picked up the steel pot and the military shovel and ran forward.

Yun Mo's speed was a bit fast, and Qi Huan had to run to catch up with him. He pursed his lips and said nothing, just running away.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the pond where they had fetched water during the day.

Yun Mo looked at the sky again. It was already completely dark. It was about six o'clock now. It would rain around half past six. Even though the sky was covered with dark clouds now, it would take at least half an hour for it to rain.

Yun Mo knocked on the edge of the pool with a wooden stick, and then called Qi Huan over.

Yun Mo: "I've already knocked here." Yun Mo: "You can take a shower here."

Yun Mo: "I'll take the live broadcast ball away and come back in ten minutes"

Qi Huan: "Oh, okay"

Yun Mo said hello and left.

Qi Huan looked around, and in the dim environment, a creepy feeling came to his mind. He lowered his head and spat.

Qi Huan: "Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony..."

Yun Mo blended into the hazy night with the live broadcast ball, restrained his breath, and quietly came to the place where the pheasant was found at noon. He released his spiritual sense and quickly found the pheasant's nest.

Pheasants could not be seen at night, so Yun Mo quickly broke the necks of two pheasants and quietly stole four eggs. Then he walked back, collecting some wild vegetables and herbs as he walked.

It was still early, and he could see at night, so he wouldn't miss any herbs he needed. The live broadcast ball had activated its night market function, emitting a faint light. Yun Mo disliked them getting in the way, and had been ordered to fly higher.

Thirteen minutes later, Yun Mo arrived at the water's edge. Qi Huan had already taken a shower, put on his clothes, and connected the water supply.

Yun Mo: "Wait for me three minutes"

Yun Mo didn't wait for Qi Huan to answer. He quickly plucked the pheasant's skin, cut open its belly and threw away the unwanted internal organs.

After washing it with water, he chopped it into small pieces with a machete and put it into a bamboo tube. He reached out and picked it up and stood up.

The wind was already blowing.

Yun Mo: “Let’s go.”

As soon as I stepped into the bamboo house, the rain started to fall.

Yunmo lifted the bamboo door and closed it. It was made hastily, tied together with ropes, and the rain quickly soaked through it. Fortunately, Yunmo's bamboo house was three meters wide and four meters long, and except for the bamboo door, everything was ingeniously designed, so there was no need to worry about leaks.

A one-and-a-half-meter-wide firewood bed was piled horizontally, leaving two and a half meters of space, enough for cooking.

Yun Mo used the stones that Qi Huan brought in to build a simple stove, moved the fire in, poured half of the water in the steel pot into the bamboo tube, boiled the remaining half, and poured the pheasant in.