Chapter 84: Did you... wash your hands?

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Chapter 84: Did you... wash your hands?




After hearing that it was more precious than gold, Zhang Liu stuffed several parts from the bottom of the treasury into the empty backpack behind him.




Yes, it's a backpack.




Black backpack.




A total of six boxes remained on the wreckage, intact and unopened.




All other boxes and cabinets were used to "allow themselves to go and find freedom."




One of them is black and yellow for firefighting, and inside is a sledgehammer.




Four of the other five tanks are empty.




Only the locker next to the hammer contains this backpack.




Their owner should be 29-year-old Chu Fang.




As of now, the two have no way of knowing why the bag that was supposed to belong to the passenger appeared here.




He threw all the contents of the bag on the ground.




Twenty brand-name pens, filled with ink, and eleven thick, blank notebooks.




The name on someone's title page is Chu Fang, which is also why they are sure that the owner of this backpack is Chu Fang.




Zhang Liu also had an estimate in his mind.




These eleven blank notebooks should be used for the ten of them to record their daily vacation routine.




The other is Chu Fang's daily life, which he wants to write about.




“I've looked around; there shouldn't be anything else useful.” Qin Ruyan looked at Zhang Liu, who was resting on a chair. “How are you now?”




“No problem, I'll go to the toilet.” Zhang Liu said, picking up the empty notebook that Qin Ruyan had discarded on the floor. He tore off some pieces and held them in his hand. “So this thing is still useful.”




Hearing his words, Qin Ruyan's face suddenly turned red.




After going through the miserable experience of relying on grass leaves and bark for cleaning in the past few days, pinching them from time to time, she definitely understood what Zhang Liu was talking about, which was very helpful.




After Zhang Liu smiled, he put down his backpack and walked into the forest.




At the same time, Anya and Qin Rushuang were beside the cave, also discussing this topic.




“I think using tree bark is better; it has friction and is clean.” Anya spread the wet wood under the sun and spoke to Qin Rushuang, who was collecting fresh water. “The leaves you mentioned, when wiping, tend to tear... and if you are not careful, your finger may accidentally enter the hole.




“Sigh...” Qin Rushuang gently tapped her waist, which was a bit sore from bending over for so long, and helplessly looked at Anya, who, after Zhang Liu left, began to speak frankly: “Anya, using tree bark hurts a little over there.”




Zhang Liu wasn't here at the moment, so she already spoke without any restraint.




She directly expressed her "feelings after the rub."




“Who told you to wash with sea water every time?” Anya rolled her eyes, then said, “I saw you go to the beach several times to wash with your butt up, like a monkey! You’re not afraid of being seen by Zhang Liu.”




“I choose the time when Zhang Liu is not around every time, okay?”




When Anya complained about her cleaning process, Qin Rushuang suddenly felt that the two could no longer communicate properly.




"Aren't you the same? When Zhang Liu was around, you were sitting there, twisting and turning, afraid to move. Is it because you used the tree bark over there and it hurts?" The corners of her mouth quirked slightly. When it comes to being fun and mischievous, Qin Rushuang doesn't think she'll lose!




“Ahhh! Qin Rushuang, I will fight you!”




She took the initiative to complain but was pricked at the painful point, and Anya, who had already finished moving the last piece of wood, immediately got into a commotion with the other party.




Above the heads of the two people, there was only the last piece of lamb ribs, and the remaining lamb was cooked with some clams and kelp in the shell that served as a soup bowl.




Next to them are five coconuts and jiabao, which is their lunch today.




As for the wreckage of the plane, Zhang Liu, who hurriedly returned due to new explorations after taking care of his physiological needs, happened to see Qin Ruyan throwing the wood fragments that were in his backpack, then she bent down to remove the eleven notebooks and two books on the ground, and ten pens were lifted and placed.




Hearing someone's footsteps approaching, Qin Ruyan immediately put down his bag in embarrassment and took two steps forward to obscure her face.




She then said to Zhang Liu, who was approaching with a somewhat unnatural expression, "You're back."




As she spoke, she quietly kicked fragments of black shards next to her with her heel.




Her behavior seemed to be a bit secretive, so Qin Ruyan simply said, “These woods are of no use... Get rid of them first, and I will send you a truck directly when we get out of here.”




What she said was true.




For ordinary people, agarwood was sold at exorbitant prices.




In a traditional Chinese medicine family like the Qin family, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, they are all produced in large quantities.




Before almost every generation of family heads takes office, they place various types of precious wood that need to be preserved in the mud in the “sunken wood lake” that is passed down from generation to generation.




For the Chen family, sending a truckload of agarwood is nothing more than a handful of hair.




When Zhang Liu saw the girl in front of him explaining her efforts, an uncontrollable smile spread across his face.




Of course, he knew that wood was useless.




He put it in my bag just for fun.




Upon leaving, Zhang Liu would throw them all away without Qin Ruyan taking any action.




"Don't worry about details like that. Look what I found!" Zhang Liu raised a ball of white paper in his hand.




Qin Ruyan saw it at first glance just now.




She thought it was because the other party hadn't used it all before, but now there seemed to be something new...




Inside the white paper were six fruits that Qin Ruyan had seen at the gathering place where she and Gu Qingru had gathered.




A single thread grows on the tree.




The top is pointed and the bottom is round; the height is about 5cm, and the diameter of the bottom is also about 5cm.




The reddish-brown skin closely resembles the scales of snake skin.




It smells indescribable.




At that time, she and Gu Qingru felt a scary feeling when they first looked at it, so they boldly touched it.




Qin Ruyan wasn't afraid of the harsh feeling, but Gu Qingru next to her was so frightened that she screamed.




Later, considering that many things in traditional Chinese medicine seemed more exotic, they had greater medicinal properties, so Qin Ruyan gave up the idea of trying to eat this fruit.




But at this moment, looking at Zhang Liu's excited expression, an idea suddenly appeared in her mind.




Is this edible?




Seeing Qin Ruyan in a daze, Zhang Liu quickly explained, "This is a Salak fruit. There are several blocks over there!"




When he said that, he picked one up and handed it to the other party, continuing, “Try it…”




Without extending her hand, Qin Ruyan looked at Zhang Liu's hand silently, then asked, "Did you... wash your hands?"




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