It must be said that Yinzuo had watched a lot of videos about survival in the wilderness in his previous life. He was better than Yin'er, who was really pampered and raised in luxury. He first looked at Yin'er for a while, then reached out and pulled off the purse wrapped around his waist.
Yin'er was stunned when Yinzuo suddenly pulled away his waist pouch. "No, Sixth Brother, if I remember correctly, you wanted to light a fire, right? Then why did you pull my pouch? It was filled with silver, not flint?"
Yinzuo didn't care about Yin'er's reaction. He tore the purse open with both hands, took out the rope to connect them, and then found a tough branch nearby. He tied the rope to both ends of the branch and made a simple bow drill.
"Xiaojiu, come here and help me step on the wood below. Then open your eyes and watch. The next moment is the moment to witness a miracle..."
Isn't there a saying? You learn by looking, but you lose by learning. Yinzuo clearly has a wealth of theoretical knowledge, but zero practical knowledge. Seeing doesn't guarantee mastery. The two brothers were so ferocious in their actions, but apart from the smoke that made me cry, I didn't even see a spark...
"Sixth Brother, this is your miracle..."
Although Yin'er's tone was calm and easy-going, Yinzuo seemed to hear a hint of sarcasm in his calm tone.
"Xiaojiu, what do you mean? You don't believe your sixth brother can light this fire? Hey, I don't believe it today. You should start a little... Let me think about it, what is the key to making fire by rubbing two sticks together? That's right, it's to observe carefully and control the strength. Too much strength will cause the sawdust to carbonize..."
Yinzuo has a lot of theoretical knowledge, but when it comes to actual practice, it can't be said to be completely useless, it can only be said to be almost zero. But fortunately, our Prince Zhao has a stubborn spirit, and wherever he squats, he will just fight with the pile of wood.
"Oh, you piece of shit, you're just trying to pick on me today, right? What I'm saying is, regardless of the era, don't we all have to uphold a spirit of dedication? What's wrong with you sacrificing yourself to light up our lives? Come on, I'll give you one last chance. If you're still angry with me, then I'm not going to be polite..."
Seeing that his sixth brother was getting so angry that he started talking nonsense, Yinzhen decided to stay away from him. If the pile of wood couldn't seize this last chance given to them by his sixth brother, he would be doomed too.
"Sixth brother, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll take my bow and arrow and go look around to see if I can catch a pheasant or a rabbit..."
Yinzuo's energy was completely focused on the pile of wood under his hands at the moment. Hearing this, he didn't even raise his head. He raised his hand and waved behind him to signal Yin'er to do as he pleased, and then continued to fight with the pile of wood next to him.
As the son of Kangxi, Yin'er's riding and archery skills were not outstanding among his brothers, but he was still able to catch pheasants and rabbits. Not long after he went out, he came back with two rabbits.
"Sixth brother, look, I got the rabbit back for you..."
When Yinzhen came back, Yinzuo had just found some feeling and was about to start sparking, but when Yinzhen shouted, his hands trembled and the spark of hope was instantly extinguished.
"Yell, yell, yell, you keep calling me brother, brother, brother all the time. What's the matter with you being a reincarnated hen in your previous life? You've caught the rabbit, is that a big deal? Are you going to eat it raw without fire? Take that rabbit away and clean it up..."
Although he was stunned by the scolding, he was still a coward. When people asked him to carry the rabbit to a distant place to deal with it, Yinzhen did not dare to say a word. He ran at his best speed with the rabbit in his hand.
The rabbits were all hunted back, and Yinzuo was now even more eager to light the fire. Although they had eaten a full meal at noon, the food in their stomachs had been almost digested after the tossing and turning of the afternoon. Yinzuo stared at the unlit wood in his hand, and he seemed to have smelled the aroma of roasted rabbit in his nose.
As the saying goes, if you don't make money, you still have to fight for your reputation. Failure is always the mother of success. After getting motivation, Yinzuo carefully summed up the lessons of his previous failures, then took a deep breath, held his breath and pulled the bow drill in his hand.
What was the final outcome? Did Yinzuo actually light the fire? Isn't there a saying that goes, "God will always be rewarded if you work hard." Before he succeeded in angering himself to death, our Prince Zhao finally managed to light the fire.
Isn’t it said that successfully learning to use fire is a very important achievement in the process of human development? After the fire was lit, it not only dispelled the coldness of the mountains and forests for Yinzuo, Yinlu and others, but also brought them edible food.
The roasted rabbit meat without any seasoning actually doesn't taste particularly good. If it were before, neither Yinzuo nor Yin'er would have even looked at it.
But now the two of them were in the mountains, frightened and tired after tossing around for most of the day, and their stomachs were growling with hunger. At this time, this dry pile of roasted rabbit meat tasted much better.
Although Yin'er and Yin'zuo both had small appetites, it was obvious that a grown man would not be full if he ate a small rabbit when he was very hungry.
Yin'er, still unsatisfied, threw the rabbit skeleton he had gnawed clean into the fire in front of him, then looked up at Yinzuo standing beside him.
"Oh, if I had known this would happen, I would have packed more food. Now, I'm stuck between eating and feeling neither full nor hungry. It's just two words: uncomfortable."
Upon hearing this, Yinzuo looked up at Yinlu who was sitting next to him, then reached out and took the half rabbit on the leaves next to him and handed it to Yinlu.
"If you're not full, eat this too. It's getting late now, let's finish eating quickly so we can go up the tree and rest. No, Xiaojiu, why are you looking at me? Are you going to eat it or not? If not, I'll take it back..."
Seeing that Yinzuo was really planning to take back the hand holding the rabbit meat, Yin'er hurriedly raised his hand to take the rabbit meat. They would have to rest while the other one guarded the tree in a while. At worst, he could eat his rabbit and Yin'er would guard it for him for half the night.
By the time the two brothers finished eating the rabbit meat in their hands, put out the fire, tied up the horses and climbed up the tree, the moon was almost at its zenith.
Yin'er looked at Yinzuo, who was leaning against a tree branch with his eyes closed and resting, and sighed helplessly. He carefully moved towards him, found a sturdy branch nearby and sat down, then stretched out his right leg to block Yinzuo's side to prevent him from falling off if he fell asleep.
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