Pour it into the pot and add some water. After it boils, add the compressed biscuits to make it more sticky.
Finally, throw in the wild vegetables, and a pot of green paste with the bitter aroma of wild vegetables is ready.
Two large pots of porridge were kept warm with the residual heat from the charcoal fire. Whoever was hungry could go and eat first.
No matter what, it tastes like meat and is a rare delicacy for most people.
Everyone here, whether moving boxes or cooking, is working with great enthusiasm.
It was even more lively where Jiang Cha and the others were taking a bath.
Behind a big tree, ginger tea was brewing a few hundred meters away from the men.
The bath water prepared in the space was long gone, and I couldn’t bear to use the drinking water.
So I had no choice but to stay in the river, listening to the men's howling and their out-of-tune humming.
The people over there washed very quickly. Jiang Cha took out a bar of soap and washed his whole body three or four times.
If I wasn't afraid of peeling, I would have to do it twice. It's really dirty!
She has never been clean since the day she crossed the river. Her clothes get wet and dry, and then get wet again.
The back is covered with sweat and a white patch.
In addition, there were two major fire scenes, and there were a lot of black things stuck to them.
The first two times I soaped my hair, there were no bubbles.
It's just unbearable to watch!
Until the gang didn't need her to work anymore, she simply took a shower and changed into a new shirt and new pants that she found in the Japanese warehouse.
Then he took out a new pair of sneakers from the space and put them on, but there was no way, the soles of the original pair of shoes had melted, leaving only the uppers.
Fortunately, they didn't march away immediately, otherwise she would have suffered a lot!
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