The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 263 Failed to Drill Wood to Make Fire
Holding a dagger in his hand, the hygienist first sharpened a thin piece of wood, and then drilled a hole in a thick piece of wood. In that hole, insert the pointed end of the sharpened thin wood into the hole with the dry grass foam.

After finishing these, the hygienist looked at Ding Xiaojun and Yan Guanliang with a confident look on his face: "I will show you how to make fire by drilling wood." After spitting, he held his hands together, clamped the thin pointed wooden stick between his hands, rubbed it back and forth, and pressed down while rubbing.

Ding Xiaojun watched the hygienist's movements, shook his head, and took the dagger again. Ding Xiaojun took the dagger and walked to the firewood pile, took a piece of thicker firewood, and used the dagger to remove the stick from the firewood pile. Split in half in the middle and break one half off the middle.

Ding Xiaojun also found some hay foam, sandwiched the hay foam between the short pieces of wood, and opened a small opening between the two pieces of wood with the hay foam sandwiched between them.

Ding Xiaojun looked at the movement of the hygienist and saw that he was still working hard to drill the wood. He smiled, turned around again, and took the longer half piece of wood. , so that it has several sockets.

After finishing these, Ding Xiaojun turned around again and watched the hygienist drilling wood: "Hygienist, can you do it? How long has it been? The fire hasn't come out yet."

The hygienist was too lazy to look at Ding Xiaojun, so he speeded up his hand again, only to see smoke coming out of the small hole on the thick wooden stick. The hygienist quickly rubbed it a few more times, and then threw the thin wooden stick aside, He puffed up his cheeks and blew towards the hole force.

"Ah!" The hygienist let out a low growl, threw the thick wooden stick out, and cursed: "Go to hell!" Then he fell back and lay on the ground, panting heavily.

Yan Guanliang went over to take a look, and saw that there was already a layer of black carbon ash in the small hole of the wooden stick. After Yan Guanliang finished watching, he looked at Ding Xiaojun: "Brother Jun, it seems that the fire won't rise anymore. Otherwise we'd still be able to eat it raw."

"It can rise up." The hygienist said, sat up again, took the two thick and thin wooden sticks, took a deep breath, calmed his heart, and then lifted the pointed end of the thin wooden stick Inserted in the small hole of the thick wooden stick, buried his head, and rubbed it seriously.

Ding Xiaojun waved to Yan Guanliang, pointed at the health worker, and made a booing gesture. Seeing Ding Xiaojun's waving, Yan Guanliang walked towards Ding Xiaojun lightly.

"The hygienist's stupid way, it will take a long time to start a fire. I'll show you another way to make a fire." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he reached out and took a few pieces of wood that he had prepared earlier.

Ding Xiaojun first took the two short pieces of wood with hay in his hand, then took the long piece of wood, put one end on the ground, and the other on his chest, and then put the two short pieces of wood together. The piece of wood is placed horizontally on the long piece of wood, and the gap in the middle is just stuck on the long piece of wood.

Ding Xiaojun held both ends of the short piece of wood with both hands, and pulled back and forth on the long piece of wood. At first, the pulling was not smooth, and he kept getting stuck, but when he pulled it, it was fine and smooth.

The hygienist heard the sound of the wooden stick grinding, raised his head, looked at Ding Xiaojun who was waving up and down, and asked, "What are you two doing?" Did not stop.

Yan Guanliang looked back at the hygienist: "Try a new method of making fire, but I don't know how it will work."

Hearing Yan Guanliang's words, the hygienist seemed to be stimulated, and the frequency of rubbing his hands increased again. Soon, the fire tools on both sides were smoking.

Seeing this, the hygienist looked excited, quickly rubbed his hands a few times, threw the thin wooden stick away, and blew it into the small hole on the smoking thick wooden stick again, but it didn't take long. Other sparks were blown out.

The hygienist threw the thick wooden stick with the small hole aside, got up, walked to Ding Xiaojun's side, and watched Ding Xiaojun's new method of making fire.

Ding Xiaojun's wood chip for making fire had been smoking for a long time, but he didn't rush to take it off, instead he pulled it faster, and when the smoke in the middle of the two thin logs grew thicker, he quickly pulled it out. Short chips of wood covered with hay were removed.

As soon as the short pieces of wood were removed, Ding Xiaojun removed the two short pieces of wood, and some of the dry grass inside had sparked and burned towards the surrounding area.

Ding Xiaojun quickly took the hay prepared in advance on the ground, poured the smoking and sparkling grass foam into the middle of the hay, and wrapped it in the middle. Ding Xiaojun did not blow like a hygienist. Instead, he held the smoking hay and swung it back and forth in the air. At first, the movement was very light. When the sparks on the hay increased and the smoke subsided, the waving motion accelerated a bit.

"Huh" Ding Xiaojun's swinging hay started to ignite, Ding Xiaojun quickly put the flaming hay on the ground, pulled a few more hays and put them on, and then began to add wood, all of which were thin at first. As for the wood, the thin wood was placed obliquely on the fire in a hollow state.

"Damn, it's on fire, isn't it fast?" The health worker looked at the burning fire with a trace of surprise and surprise.

"In fact, this method is a method used by the early Miao people to make fire. The difference is that the Miao people used bamboo, but I used wood. The firewood is not as strong as bamboo. It will break if you don't pay attention. You can’t use brute force for this.” Ding Xiaojun explained to the two of them while putting wood on the fire.

"I'll try the method later, it looks easier than drilling wood to make fire, but the principle is still frictional heat." The hygienist said, turning his eyes to the two sticks, big and small, which made fire by himself, and muttered : "I've never made fire by drilling wood like this time. What's wrong this time."

"It's not easy. You were young when you started the fire. Now, you're old." Yan Guanliang glanced sideways at the hygienist and joked about the hygienist.

The hygienist waved his hand and patted Yan Guanliang heavily: "Whoever you say is old, whoever you say is old, you are old. Your whole family is old."

Yan Guanliang dodged, avoided the health worker's poisonous hands, and waved his hands towards the health worker: "Boss, I made a mistake, let's stop making trouble, and eat quickly, okay?"

The hygienist gave Yan Guanliang a middle finger: "Let's let you go today, and next time, I will definitely fight you hard."

(End of this chapter)